From Patricia Rice:
How fitting that I be assigned the 6/6/6 date for my blog! I know the man who wrote Revelations was using archaic language to portray a beastly Roman emperor, but the fantasy images in that chapter are just too interesting to settle for the practical reality.
Which makes a fitting opening for my meanderings today. Why is it that we like a touch of fantasy with our romance?
I know lots of people call romance a fantasy without the need for elements like magic and monsters, but I happen to believe wholeheartedly in love and see nothing unnatural about it. I think we’re meant to live with love, giving as much of it as we’re capable.
So perhaps that’s why I’ve always been inclined to add that extra touch of fantasy—to take me a step further from reality. Man loves woman is natural. Woman falls in love with beast…that’s pure romance.
I suppose the act of falling in love with someone wildly different from one’s self is fantastical to most people. It’s hard to see beneath surface differences to the heart beneath, but I believe this is the heart of romance and why fantasy works so well with it.
I still don’t understand vampires and werewolves, though. Maybe someone could explain to me the fascination of cold dead men who can’t see dawn and women with hair in more places than their armpits. I think my practicality kicks in at that point!