Competence porn.
I don’t care if it’s lawyering or underwater basket weaving. If your characters are effortlessly good at it, my eyeballs will turn into hearts.
Try: Earth Bound by Emma Barry and Genevieve Turner. They both work at the NASA-esque organization that’s central to this series, and they’re both really, really good at their jobs.
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On more serious note, this post was prompted by someone asking me the old “Isn’t romance unrealistic, though?” question. I don’t really care if it is. I think maybe it’s aspirational—and that “aspirational” can trump “realistic.” You have to aspire to things before you can get them. You have to see them modeled and know they’re possible. And by “you” I mean both individuals and society.
Some of the “things” in romance (the snowstorms, the entire rock band falling in love) are not “realistic” in a literal way. Yes, they are devices. But they are devices we can use to reveal a deeper human truth. That’s why I mixed some of my favorite bonkers tropes with “preachy things” (like birth control) in the thread above.
The truth our fiction can reveal—even our “unrealistic” fiction, even our most bonkers trope-tastic fiction—is that everyone is worthy of love and respect and the kind of sexual relationship they want (if they want one). That love and friendship and community are important if you want to be a whole, well person. This is the number one thing I am here for in romance. (But also I just really, really enjoy cupcake wars.)
*This post began its life as a Twitter thread.