A Letter From Our Mailbag: Age Discrepancy in Paranormal Romances
Dear Ivana & Nell:
Why do authors seem to pair 23-year-old women that are practically virgins of life with 1000-year-old vampires? How do you proceed past the hormone-filled first dates and actually talk to each other about last night’s Knick’s game or why Alex Rodriguez finally hit a home run after 537 days?
Puzzled in Peoria
Dear Puzzled: I totally agree! I’ve been wondering that for years. Granted, us romance lovers are really in it for the warm fuzzy feeling we get when true love finally finds its mark, but really? What about those supes that wait 400 years to find their mate? Don’t tell me they aren’t set in their ways. Besides, have you EVER heard of a man that was good at waiting?
Ivana tells me I have to have “suspension of disbelief” if I’m going to read those books. She also tells me romance is dead, and that really ruins the next swoon-worthy moment I get from the latest book I’m reading.
Well, I grudgingly accept that she’s right (but don’t tell her I said that). I can’t have both. Either I accept romance is dead or forfeit the argument about supes and keep reading. I think I’ll keep reading.
This is one of the reasons I’m not a huge romance fan. I just can’t see a 400-year-old immortal with amazing superpowers wanting nothing more than to settle down with the girl next door and have 2.5 kids and an accounting job.
But, I suppose it is a form of fantasy, and if the 23-year old female is the reader, of course, she would fantasize about falling in love with a supe. I suppose some romance readers would criticize my fantasies about wreaking bloody justice on my enemies. So, who’s to judge?