I was going to start this review by presenting some facts about how big a sub-genre of historical romance the Highlander romance is, but it turned out that it wasn’t easily found by just briefly searching Google, and this book isn’t worth the effort to actually spend a lot of time researching the odd quirks of romance literature. Suffice to say, there are a whole bunch of sub-genres to historical romance.
There’s Regency – which is when Jane Austen wrote her books, this is a huge sub-genre. Victorian, Medieval, Pirate, Western, American Civil War – usually the hero and heroine are on opposite sides, oh noes, how will they ever make their romance work? Then there is Highlander. There’s a bafflingly huge number of romances with covers featuring half-naked men wearing kilts and/or tartans. Just look to the left, to the cover of this book. Tartan, all over the place, despite the fact that the hero never wears any (probably because a huge amount of these books are pretty much Medieval romance set in the Scottish Highlands, when tartans were NOT what Scotsmen wore, I don’t care what Braveheart made you believe).
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a. “Plot moppet” is my favourite new term. You now who loooves plot moppets? Grace Burrowes. Jennifer Ashley isn’t afraid of them either, although mostly her problem is that she seems to think children are replaceable.
b. These Maya Banks books are very popular, no?
c. Highlands=cold= NO THANK YOU!
d. Little J is a Ewan and I cannot possibly read a romance novel with that name for a hero.
a) I cannot in good conscience claim the term plot moppet as my own, it was coined by the brilliant and way more talented than me Red Headed Girl over on Smart Bitches, Trashy Books Linky: http://smartbitchestrashybooks.com/blog/the-bitchery-glossary
b) Yes, these Maya Banks books are extremely highly rated all over the place. I’m not going to be reading any more books by her.
c) I agree with you. Even with a Jamie Fraser of my own to keep me warm, no thank you to the Highlands. I lived in Scotland for six years. It was the Lowlands, more specifically St. Andrews and Edinburgh, but it was plenty cold nontheless.
d) I totally get that. My husband’s called Mark. It makes me happy that Courtney Milan wrote such an excellent character with that name.
You know what’s funny that I realised on the way to work today? I complain about the cold in the Scottish laird books when, in fact, I’m Scottish and my family is from the Highlands (Aberdeen). My mum is first generation Canadian and I look INCREDIBLY Scottish to the point that an actually Scottish co-worker guessed what part of the country my family was from. Very rosy cheeks. Talk about repudiating one’s ancestors…