Salon says Chick Lit is dead… so maybe there’s a god or two after all.
In case there are any confuzzled folks (aka “men”), chick lit is not, I repeat NOT, romance.
There will be a romance (and perhaps more than one) for the heroine in a chick lit novel, but it is not a romance novel. In general, a chick lit novel is written first person whiny, while a romance novel is in third, and almost always includes the hero’s POV, and often other characters’, too.
I detest chick lit. The heroine is always complaining about herself, her mom, her period, her sister, some jerky guy who screwed her over, etc. It’s like a comedy routine without the funny. (Actually don’t get me started about female comics, because you won’t like me anymore.) And to set the record straight: I hate SATC and SJP. There, I said it!
[Happy it encouraged more cupcake appreciation, of course.]
Romance novels, otoh, are fluffy escapism. The writer likes her protag and gives her charming flaws, not unbearable, obnoxious ones. The hero gets a few sexy flaws of his own as well. It’s fun, not torture. If there are moms, they’re fun, too. There’s nothing screechily off-putting about the average decent romance novel.
Maybe you dislike them because they’re boring and formulaic; that’s OK. But they aren’t annoying like chick lit is. Honestly the couple times I watched SJP on SATC I wanted to slap her she was so irritating, and the few chick lit novels I read made me feel the same.
So, no tears from me at the chick lit funeral.
Now, if only someone would kill off those hideous first person vampire romances, we’d be all set.