Tag: Romance

Recommended by Ricochet Members Created with Sketch. Lessons from an SJW Mob (or, Horror in Romancelandia)

 

Isolate the target. That’s the first rule of mobbing. But who knew it would result in so many targets?

My sister and I are writers. She’s romance, I’m mystery. We’re both members of Romance Writers of America (RWA). So, when a fairly big-name romance writer, Courtney Milan, was censured by RWA for cyberbullying, we got curious about what was going on. We got even more curious when Milan’s gang turned on the RWA board and got most to resign, ruined the reputation of the gay man who became president, and seems on the verge of taking down the 9,000+ member organization.

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Contributor Post Created with Sketch. Recommended by Ricochet Members Created with Sketch. Caught in a Woke Romance

 

“May I hold your hand?”

He’d been going with her for a couple of months now, but familiarity doesn’t imply consent, and so he was as usual careful to ask her permission before initiating any sort of intimate contact. For a brief moment, he felt the old relief that she chose to go with the conventional pronouns, but he manfully shoved aside such a transphobic thought.

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Contributor Post Created with Sketch. Recommended by Ricochet Members Created with Sketch. Good Heavens, Miss Sakamoto; You’re Beautiful!

 

There are three things that are too amazing for me,
four that I do not understand:
the way of an eagle in the sky,
the way of a snake on a rock,
the way of a ship on the high seas,
and the way of a man with a young woman.

That’s from Proverbs, the sayings of Agur the son of Jakeh. Now, between you and me, I don’t know Agur the son of Jakeh from Adam son of a Hole in the Ground, but seeing as ten-year-olds aren’t noted for writing many proverbs, we can assume that he’s an old man. He must have been young once; he must have done this. Still, he’s ranking it as too amazing for him. Maybe it’s something he forgot with age? Well, I’m a young (relatively speaking) man, and if anyone ought to understand the way of a man with a young woman, it ought to be me, right? I don’t understand it. I can, however, pass on my observations, for science.

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I have a strong interest in family history and being able to identify with and connect to my ancestry. What really draws my interest is seeing how, through the ages, there are common elements to humanity; love, death, sadness, joy et al. I figured I’d share, from time to time, a few excerpts from some […]

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A Sapfest by Bethany Ashton Wolf Based on the novel by Heidi McLaughlin “Mmmm, 64 slices of American Cheese.” – Homer Simpson More

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A sensitive, scholarly Spaniard brooding under a vow of chastity. A fiery redhead, feral and untamed, raised by Africans, confounding the local villagers with her hot, exotic ways. He was trained for sainthood. She is rumored to be possessed by demons. Both are haunted by the same dream. What happens when their dream becomes reality? […]

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Incredible movie (Rotten Tomatoes 99% by the critics) — mainly because of the unpredictability of the plot. Just let it have it’s way with you — it’s worth the ride. More

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One day a couple years ago now my friend confided in me that he often thought of getting married. As in, often. Not that he had anybody in particular in mind. He was wondering if he was being silly, or even strange or creepy. Now, this was at Brigham Young University, which has a certain reputation […]

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Recommended by Ricochet Members Created with Sketch. How to Do Valentine’s Day When You’re Thousands of Miles Apart

 

This is the first year that @1967mustangman and I will be together in person for Valentine’s Day. The first year of our relationship was long distance, and our trips to see each other were determined by our grad school schedules.

Granted, I think Valentine’s Day is a stupid holiday that usually ends up encouraging men to spend ridiculous amounts of money on flowers that are going to end up in the trash out of a sense of obligation and single women to drink heavily while contemplating “I don’t need a man! I’ll get a puppy. A puppy won’t argue with me about how to fold a fitted sheet or cheat on me with his ugly executive assistant.”

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Contributor Post Created with Sketch. Ask Amelia: St. Valentine and the Interns

 

People of Ricochet, I am back. Just in time to sort out your love lives in the two weeks we have until Valentine’s Day.

Dear Amelia: I have two darling interns — bright, beautiful, all-American girls in the young leaders program at the Heritage Foundation. They want to balance careers and start families but can’t find life partners in this city. I want to protect them from Tinder and shield them from the late night spots and a decade of dating around, wasting their time. Basically they are me 10 years ago. What advice should I give them? — (Trying to be) Helpful on the Hill

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Recommended by Ricochet Members Created with Sketch. Simple Life

 

wedding ringsI am a monogamous married man. I am not a romantic person, but I do love my wife dearly. I enjoy a simple life with her.

I do not have an ex. No ex-wife, no ex-in-laws, no alimony, no child support, no lawyer. My wife is the mother of my children, which also simplifies their lives. Our kids never had to keep a personal scheduler to know which home to go to after school. They never had to do that blended family thing.

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Why is it so difficult for Americans to have dignity? What’s the trouble with women in the new generation? What’s the problem with work? What’s the problem with capitalism? All of these things come up in one haphazard way or the other in a new movie, one of few aimed at young women: The intern. […]

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Contributor Post Created with Sketch. Burning Man Missed Connections

 

CraigslistHug_Me_(3898086490) is the mostly free on-line want-ads and personals site that pretty much put the newspaper industry out of business. You can find anything — or anyone, I suppose — on Craigslist. The “Missed Connections” section is pretty much exactly what it sounds like: a place where people who may have almost met, or locked eyes across a crowded subway, can connect. Each “Missed Connection” ad is a romantic mini-drama to the person who placed it. But to the reader, they’re all pretty much mini romantic farces.

Take a moment, if you can, to savor the “Missed Connections” from last week’s Burning Man festival in the Nevada desert. Burning Man, for those of you who don’t know, is a days-long encampment in Black Rock, Nevada — about 100 miles north of Reno — where the young and the wish-they-were-still-young gather to run around freely, nakedly, and probably seriously high on more than the desert air. Worse, people often adopt “playa names,” a sort of Burning Man nom de guerre. If you sat down to invent a more irritatingly pretentious and pompously progressive event — up to and including the array of private jets that ferry the extremely rich to the site every year — you’d be hard pressed to come up with a better example than Burning Man.

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Who had lovelier wit than Preston Sturges? Not many people, at any rate. I’m watching The Lady Eve again, so here are some comments. Eve herself live-tweets the first scene of any comic interest, which she views in her make-up mirror, as though a movie. She has a rather contemptuous wit. She also says things […]

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Contributor Post Created with Sketch. How to Avoid a Road Trip

 

“Spring is in the air.”
“It is.”
“We could just get in the car and start driving.”
“We could.”
“A road trip. To anywhere. It wouldn’t matter where.”
“We could.”

shutterstock_114034636-2But we wouldn’t. Not because we both wouldn’t want to, but because it would be stupid. One of us had to remember that. If he wouldn’t, I would. I owed him at least that much.

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Promoted from the Ricochet Member Feed by Editors Created with Sketch. Let’s Talk About Sex Again

 

The efforts to redefine rape on campuses would be amusing if they weren’t so dangerous. But I think we need to ask ourselves why the sex-with-no-consequences-ever crowd is suddenly a champion of sex-with-hyperbolic-consequences unless it is accompanied by lots and lots of yeses. I’m wondering, do both participants have to constantly say “yes” or only the females involved? Life is so confusing these days.

It doesn’t, however, need to be confusing. The truth is that “casual sex” has always been a myth, because men and women do not approach sex in the same way, which makes it a minefield. Two “consenting adults” probably have, in other words, wildly different ideas about what is going on and what it means. It turns out that sex is not just a powerful drive and a pleasurable physical sensation, it has social, emotional, mental and spiritual consequences that complicate what the kids have been told. All that extra baggage makes it possible — even likely — that without some mores, restrictions and good old-fashioned truth-telling, men and women will use and abuse one another through sex. Who woulda thunk it?

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Contributor Post Created with Sketch. Dating Grey

 

shutterstock_168314678If you’re young and single, your phone is the best way to get a date. Services like Tinder and OKCupid have sophisticated apps that allow you to scroll through acres of photos and pages, clicking or swiping when you see someone — or sometwo or three or seventeen — that you like.

If you’re young — and by “young” I’m generously including those in their 30s — you’re likely to have a smartphone or tablet. If you’re old, you’re catching up. The oldest person I know — it’s Peter Robinson, have you heard of him? — refuses to have a smartphone, though I think he might have a tablet. Tablet ownership is growing quickly among the elderly.

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Promoted from the Ricochet Member Feed by Editors Created with Sketch. What Was The Worst Date of Your Life?

 

It was the summer before my sophomore year in college. I had just gotten my own studio apartment, even though I lived in the same city as my parents (dorms weren’t for me). We were members of the Raleigh Country Club (but not the 1%!), and the house I grew up in was situated on the golf course. Needless to say, I spent many summers at the pool, and this summer was no exception. One day, I went to the pool, and things happened.

Her name was Susan. I first saw her stretched out poolside, the suntan lotion on her long, lean body reeking of coconut oil (must have been that Hawaiian Tropic stuff). She was tall, had curly auburn hair, and sent my hormones into overdrive.

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