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Book Review Time

March 9, 2020 by jackiecthomas Leave a Comment

I love to read but it feels like a guilty pleasure when I actually get to do it with Grad School wrapping up. I had the pleasure of reading two extraordinary books recently, as well as re-reading my first book as a result of #KissPitch and being the worst beta reader ever for my dear sister who has written the most amazing collection of travel stories. It may not seem like a lot but it actually is a lot of reading. So, check out what this romance author has been reading.

 

Three Women by Lisa Taddeo

I received this book as a birthday present from my husband. He saw the British press had not stopped raving about it since its release, and thought it would interest me. He was not wrong. Three Women is a work of non-fiction. Taddeo follows three American women and their journies with sexuality, a woman who has an affair, to another woman who is in an open marriage, to the teenager who has a sexual relationship with her high school teacher. As a romance author, what induces love, sexuality and lust is always of interest to me. I picked up this book as a character study but soon realized I would be selling it desperately short to approach it that way.

From the first page, with its gripping honesty, I could not pully myself away. The stories are heartbreaking and TRUE. Each story is unique and thought-provoking but the one story that particularly resonated with me was the story of Lena, a married mother, who had an affair with a high school fling. Her first sexual experience is heartbreaking, and she marries a man who doesn’t seem interested in physical affection. Despite her best efforts, to entice her husband, he is simply unwilling- even repulsed by the idea. I couldn’t help but wonder if he had his own traumatic sexual backstory. (I am not saying that those who are asexual have trauma).

Lena talks about craving a man’s touch, and she finds it in the arms of a high school boyfriend, who is married as well. I found myself rooting for them, even though they were both married. It is heartbreaking and beautiful to see Lena’s struggle.

With so much amazing work out there to read and our non-stop news cycle, it seems that not much sticks with us for very long, but this book will stick with me forever. The brutal, beautiful, heartbreaking honesty in which these women tell their stories is incredible. I literally could not put this book down!

 

American Queen by Sierra Simone

 

While out in Los Angeles last month I made sure to stop in The Ripped Bodice in Studio City, California, a romance bookstore. While I was there the cashier highly recommend this book to me, making sure to inform me that this one is more erotica than romance. I like a good steamy read every now and then so I purchased it. The premise of this work of fiction, follows Greer, the privileged granddaughter of a former Vice President, her love interest Maxen Colchester and his best friend, and current VP Embry Moore. I’ve never read a book by Simone so I wasn’t sure what to expect. The opening two paragraphs of this book are a master class on how to start a book. I was hooked from the start!

I started reading this one on the flight home from L.A., a red-eye flight, where the two travellers on either side of me slept. I am not ashamed that I read romance and erotica, but let me tell you, this one made me blush! At one point during the flight, I had to put the book down, it was that steamy- my eyes had third-degree burns! From start to finish the sex scenes in this book, leave NOTHING to the imagination. It left me, who is not prudish at all, slightly uncomfortable.

SPOILER ALERT!!!!!!     

Greer falls for Ash or Maxen and they begin a sub/ dom relationship. I have read several books with this sort of sexual play and my normal reaction is like, “eh, okay.” The relationship in this book bothered me more than most of the other books in the genre that I have read. Greer is sexually inexperienced and is suddenly eager to please Ash at his beck and call. I just don’t get it. I am not passing judgement on sexual interests in any way! The whole sub/ dom thing is so not my jam. At one point Ash whips Greer with a belt and she talks about how it hurts so good. All I could think to myself was, “if someone hits me with a belt, I am going to grab it from them and hit them with it!” Yes, I know I am missing the point here. I just find myself asking, where is the line between violence and sexuality?

Then, we find out that Greer looses her virginity to Embry, who is Ash’s best friend after Ash breaks her heart one night. The whole scene where she loses her virginity is hot- unrealistic, but hot. So now we have a perfect love triangle between Ash, Greer and Embry. I really wondered where Simone was going with it. Later on in the book, Greer finds out that Ash and Embry have a sexual relationship too! Woah, everyone is sleeping with each other! Greer finds this out in the most awkward way too. The book culminates on Ash and Greer’s wedding night, where they invite Embry in to essentially be a thruple.

A few years ago I had an interesting conversation with a therapist about different types of relationships. At the time this therapist was treating a woman who was in a relationship with two men. Together, the two men and she had made a thruple or a couple of three. The therapist told me about some of the research they had done on the topic and the one thing that came up time and again- it never works out in the long run. All I could think to myself was that their relationship will never work! Sure it might be hot, and convenient for now, but down the road, things are going to get messy.

The last scene in the book, the wedding night, I found more thought-provoking than sexy. Greer asks her new husband and his best friend, Embry to sleep together in front of her before they turn their attentions to her. The culmination of this wedding night ends with the two men making a Greer sandwich. This made me wonder, would anyone want a wedding night like this? Am I a square? I don’t know. Again, I am not judging as long as all involved parties are consenting adults.

I think for me as a romance writer, the set up was there for a sexy, heartfelt love story between Ash and Greer, but somewhere it jumped the rails. There is so much with this book, incest, threesomes, sub-dom, gay sex, you name it. If you rated hotness on a scale, this book would be nuclear, but I would argue at the expense of what could have been a great love story.

Filed Under: Book Stores, Erotica, Romance, What I am Reading Tagged With: Book Stores, Plot, reading, Romance, Sex

Happily Ever… Never

November 21, 2019 by jackiecthomas 2 Comments

There are lots of ways to tell a story, just look at all of these romances!

 

For the past week, I’ve been thinking about his blog post, about romance writing, and happily ever afters. I had the post loosely sketched out in my head and then yesterday something happened. I was scrolling through Twitter on my lunch break and I saw a post about romance writing and happily ever afters and how a story wasn’t a romance if the story did not end that particular way. I wanted to comment but scrolled past, then I went back, I was compelled to comment, against my better judgement. Side note, I like to think I usually have better judgement. I commented with the utmost respect, in fact, I even said in my tweet, “I mean this with the utmost respect.” Then it happened, I had voiced my opinion on the subject, knowing it’s not popular. It took all of twenty seconds later for the backlash to start.

Now, I know that when you participate in social media you had better put on your big girl pants because not everyone is going to be nice. I was told that if my work did not have a happy ending then 1. it’s not romance, 2.I’ll never get an agent, and 3. my work will never sell. Ouch! Maybe it’s true, maybe it isn’t and I will say the majority of my works end happily. I had intended to write an opinion piece about romance and stories that end happily, but instead, and probably equally as unpopular, I want to talk about genre.

I know some stranger on the internet really shouldn’t have mattered to me so much but, the comments were not kind, and written from a fellow romance author. I was under the impression that we romance authors stuck together, and stuck up for each other. Another commenter on the thread felt compelled to direct message me the definition of romance according to the RWA (Romance Writers of America, the national organization for romance writing) and to let me know that I am not a romance author if all of my work does not end happily.

I tried to shrug it off and go about my day. After an impromptu dinner date with the hubs, he suggested a trip to the local bookstore. I am always game for a trip to the bookstore! As we walked through I made my way to the romance section, which has grown considerably over the past few years. I took a seat on the small stool used to reach books higher on shelves and studied the covers. There was your alpha-male, cowboy adventure, a cartoonish woman on the front, and then your erotica all on the same shelf. (Note: I am NOT knocking any of these subgenres!) As I looked at the shelf I began to wonder, “am I a romance author, does my work belong on this shelf?”

Before I could a full-blown existential crisis, my husband wandered over with his book choices under his arm. I turned to him and asked him flat out, “Am I a romance writer, or do I write fiction with romantic plots,” as another tweeter had felt compelled to tell me. He stood there for a minute, I could see he was perplexed by the question, and I wondered if the tweeters were right. I felt the pit of my stomach begin to burn as I waited for his answer. Like the amazing man that he is, he gave an amazing answer.  “Your work belongs on that shelf,” he said as he pointed towards the romance section, “or any other shelf you want it to in this whole damn store.” Then he asked me, “do you think Stephen King lets people tell him, that he doesn’t write fiction, or his books aren’t scary enough to be classified as horror? No, he writes what he writes because he loves it. You write whatever stories are inside you, and don’t let someone else tell you who or what you write.”

Guys, I was speechless. Now my hubs is a pretty smart guy and occasionally he says something resonates with me. I say occasionally because we’ve been together for almost twenty years at this point, it takes a lot to really shock each other. What he said last night will be imprinted on me forever! I woke up this morning with a smile on my face thinking to myself, that my stories and all writers have their own way of telling their stories. Gatekeepers do their genre a disservice in curtailing what should or should not be classified. Writing is an art, sure your work can be classified as different types but at the end of the day, art is unique.

At the end of the day, I write the type of romance I want to read. I like writing and reading dramatic, high-stakes romance that sometimes has a happy ending and sometimes it doesn’t. I don’t feel like I’ve wasted my time, reading a romance novel if it doesn’t end happily. In the end, I ask my self two things, first, was there a great love story, and two, did it make me feel for the characters? If I can answer yes to both of those questions then to me, I’ve just read and or written a great romance novel.

Filed Under: Book Stores, Romance, Self Doubt, Writing Tagged With: Book Stores, Inspiration, Plot, reading, Romance, Writing

Romance Writing and Slut Shaming

March 21, 2019 by jackiecthomas Leave a Comment

 

(Me Marching in the 2017 Women’s March in Chicago)

I know the title may sound a bit harsh but this is something I have wanted to write about for a while. I didn’t read my first true Romance novel until a few years ago. In fact, if you would have asked me about Romance novels, I would have made an uneducated snap judgment. I am not proud of that, but it is truthful. Although I would not have considered them true literature at the time, I certainly would not have judged anyone negatively for reading one. I remember as a girl visiting my grandmother’s house, she had shelves of romance books, with buff men, and women in long skirts with flowing hair, and heaving bosoms on the front. That is what I thought romance novel’s were, a damsel in distress, and a buff male hero on a white horse, swooping in to rescue her. I was so wrong.

After I wrote my first book, a dear friend of mine, who was very honest, said that something was missing from my romance novel. She suggested a few titles for me to read. I went in search of them at a local bookstore. I usually try to find what I am looking for on my own and had never come across an issue asking the store clerk for assistance before. As hard as I searched I could not find the title I was looking for, knowing I needed help to find the book (A Christine Feehan Ghostwalker Series Book). I asked the clerk who gave me a funny look, and then came out from behind the counter and showed me where the book was. I thought it was odd but shrugged it off.

My husband and I are bookstore bums, we love independent bookstores with second-hand books. An Americano, a rainy day and a huge second-hand bookstore is my perfect day! Many of these old stores are like labyrinths when it comes to finding a section or a particular book. In many cases, I would ask for help, only to see the same face that I encountered the first time I asked for a romance book. It is a judgemental look, that is loaded with miseducation and an opinion of what I should be reading instead. Over and over again, I have run into this look. Sometimes, it was even accompanied with an attitude of impropriety, like I was asking for smut or books that should be wrapped in brown paper. Surely I must be some sort of degenerate to ask for such a thing in public. The thing was, that could not have been further from the truth. Romance is fiction, not smut.

At first, this look and attitude would dissuade me from asking for help and I would leave the bookshop without the book I had gone in for. As I began to think about this I realized how ridiculous this was. I am a grown woman, I can read whatever I would like. Recently, I saw a post on Twitter about this subject, romance novels and female customers feeling like they had been slut-shamed for buying romance novels. A debate erupted and it really came down to opinions on what women should be reading vs. what they are reading. This debate, as any good debate does, made me think more about it. I won’t lie, it also made me angry. The romance genre has gone mainstream, and why should it not? Romance is creative fiction, like sci-fi or horror. I finally decided I was not going to put up with this judgment any longer. As a paying customer, I have the right to ask for any book that is carried in the store. I am not going to be slut-shamed for asking for a romance novel. I am a strong, smart, competent woman who may read whatever I want. I am also going to support all of those wonderful romance authors whose work deserves to be out there and sold just like any other book in the store.

Last fall, I ventured into a bookshop outside the University of Chicago. I have given them a lot of business over the years but not enough that the store owner knows my name. One day, after searching around the store for the romance section, I again had to ask for help, I could not find it. The conversation went something like this:

“Excuse me, can you please tell me where I could find your romance section?”

“You are like the fourth or fifth person to ask me today.”

“It is a growing genre.”

“Clearly. Are you a big romance reader?”

“I guess you could say that.”

“Would you mind making some suggestions for our section, I am afraid it is sorely lacking?”

No joke, the owner of the bookshop asked me for suggestions on what to add to their romance collection! I was shocked. I had expected that same judgemental face but instead, I got the opposite reaction. I named a few authors off of the top of my head but said that if he wanted I would be happy to send a list of the works that I had enjoyed the most. He was grateful. A few days later I did send in the list and received a lovely email in return thanking me for the suggestions. I have not been back into the store since, but I am excited to see the improved Romance section when I return.

Unexpectedly, I found myself out in L.A. this past summer. There is an amazing bookstore dedicated to romance books only, called The Ripped Boddice. As I live outside of Chicago, I knew I had to go, it was my chance to visit this one of a kind bookshop. It was refreshing to ask the clerk where I could find the type of romance novels I was looking for. She and I even had a conversation about the romance novels we each enjoyed the most and why we liked them. This was some sort of romance book Nirvana. It was an amazing book buying experience. If I lived closer I would be a regular customer. This shop was started by two women, who embraced that smart women read romance novels. If you ever get the chance, I highly suggest that you stop by, you won’t regret it!

My point here is, that Romance authors and Romance novels are fiction just like every other genre. I have the right to read whatever I want, and so does every other person. Romance as a genre, I would argue can be even trickier to write than other genres at times, because emotions are complex, sometimes subtle and other times overwhelming. It is not always easy to convey these emotions in writing. So to all of my fellow romance authors out there, keep at it! By continuing to write robust and complex stories of love, we can grow the genre and remove the taboo.

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