What Are You Reading This Valentine’s Day?

In order to write, one has to learn how to read. If one wants to write romance, then one must read romance, or some would argue one must experience to know. I read not only to learn the skill of writing but also, I enjoy going into another world my mind creates from words on antique paper. Books take me on a journey. Not only to where the author has gone, but also to where I want to go next. I ask myself, what do I really like about this book? How can I combine these likes into my own writing? If you are a writer, you may experience this outlook for guidance. We look to our history to know where we want to go. It brings new ideas and prevents the bad ones from repeating themselves…even in writing.

I look back further to John Keats and wonder what so many saw in his work. I personally can easily pick out what I love about this Romantic’s work, but what interests me most is what I can take away from his poems of love for Nature and women. I can carry it with me throughout all my writing. I too love Nature and romance. I have discovered my writing style to be descriptive, I love describing things of Nature…who knew!

So as a writer, what am I reading leading up to Valentine’s Day? It may surprise many of you, but I have paired my typical “Sweet Surprise Collection” with…wait for it…Fifty Shades of Grey.

What? Some of you might be thinking, oh it’s terrible writing, while others might think, been there done that. Whether we like it or not, it is soon to be a major motion film…when? Valentine’s Day! As a writer, I ask myself this…if so many say the writing is horrible, why is it a number one seller? There must be something good in the writing besides sex…right? Or, does sex sell?

So far, I’ve discovered a love story flaming to begin. The writing is a distraction at times when a mistake is so easily noticed, but I find myself forgiving the author based solely on how intrigued I’ve become with Mr. Grey and Miss Anastasia Steele. The love story is fascinating as of now. I am almost done with the first novel, and I’ll see to reading the second and third.

Why read such a novel? One reason…the people like it! Heck, I like it! Sometimes in writing it’s not about perfecting grammar and all that comes with it. You have to intrigue your audience. Fifty Shades of Grey is doing just that. Romance writing has many twists and turns, and learning what people like is a huge help. Am I excited to see the movie? Oh, yes. Well, I’m off to romance land in both my reading and writing…enjoyment and work.


Bright Star: Falling into Purple Flowers

“I almost wish we were butterflies and lived but three summer days–three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain” John Keats

Last night while sitting in my night class, I stumbled upon my fascination with vintage and John Keats when my professor showed us the film Bright Star. The vintage pink clothes, letters, poetry, and romance…I was in heaven! Truly amazing. I took romantic literature last semester, studying the famous John Keats and his love for Nature, or rather Fanny. If only he could have lived longer than just his twenties! I’ve tried and tried to pinpoint exactly what it is about a love like Keats and Fanny, where it only goes as far as a kiss and a private walk together on a wooded trail with each step sounding like a heart beat.


Where falling in love with the girl next door is knocking on the wall to see if the other will reply. Placing your desk in front of the wall as if seeing her while working on his poetry. I have come to realize that, like poetry, you cannot pinpoint one thing, or try to make a meaning out of it. It just is! Keats tries to explain poetry to Fanny, then realizes he cannot. This is because he doesn’t understand women because of his fascination with them, or rather just her, much like my fascination with vintage and love. Don’t over think what is. It is beautiful because you are in it, not making meaning of it.

This love in Bright Star is the collection of letters that shows the hope one holds onto when they are in love. So in love, you fall back into a field filled with purple flowers after reading a letter from your love, and the scent of Jasmine reminds you of the bloom. The bloom when he was here. When Fanny lays down into those purple flowers and holds onto her little sister, it reminds me how much love really does exist, and it’s simple. As simple as Nature! That’s the secret to it all, quoting Keats, “If poetry comes not as naturally as the leaves to a tree it had better not come at all.” Poetry is as simple as Nature. Therefore, love is as simple as Nature, falling into a field filled with purple flowers.