Watching the Olympics always both amazes and frustrates me.
What those athletes—both male and female—are able to do with their bodies is awesome.
It takes years of hard work, concentration, and commitment to their sport to
make it to the Olympics. Those who get there deserve the attention they get
every four years.
But all athletes are not created equal. Consider, for
example, the difference between the media coverage of male and female athletes.
Granted, this year there seemed to be more written about the disparity both in
the amount and the tone of coverage than there has been in the past. Partly we
can thank Ryan Lochte for doing his part in making the contrast of bad boy behavior
stand out against the grace of Simone Biles and her teammates in their
interviews. Partly social media took up the drumbeat of how uneven the coverage
was.
However, in spite of that most of the coverage was the
same—boys are strong, alpha males who beat their competitors into the dust.
Girls are pretty things who look like they belong at the mall and really should
be wearing more make-up to cover up their teenage zits.
Makes me wish there were national teams and mass
international media coverage for the people, both male and female, who do
interesting things with their minds. Surely there the treatment would be more
equal. After all, creativity and artistic achievement aren’t dependent on
whether the person who attains it carries XX or XY genes. And everyone
recognizes that.
Or do we?
I was recently interviewed by my local newspaper about a
reading for romance writers I’d helped organize. The piece that was published was
fun and informative and brought in a number of people to our reading. It was
only after the event, as I debriefed with a friend, that I realized that the interview
had centered on the questions almost everyone asks about the romance genre: why
is romance so popular? Is the genre really a female-only ghetto? Aren’t romance
writers raising unrealistic expectations about romantic relationships with
their stories?
The answers I gave were the ones I’ve learned to give over
the past five years as a published romance writer: romances, like other genre
fiction, gives readers a sense that all is right in a world where much isn’t.
In murder mysteries, the killer is always brought to justice. In westerns, the
good guys win. In romance, the hero and heroine get their happily-ever-after,
or at least their happily-for-now. Yes, it’s mostly written by and for women,
although I know men who read and enjoy romance novels. As for raising
unrealistic expectations, romance readers know it doesn’t always work out in
real life but they are happy for the couples they read about when it does.
It seemed so silly that the stories I write should be given
more scrutiny than a western or a sci-fi novel. And yet the subject comes up
frequently in interviews as well as the blogs and websites of romance authors.
But I put the whole issue aside and went back to my writing
until a week later when I was listening to my favorite radio station in my car and
the grammatically incorrect and sexually explicit “Lay, Lady, Lay” came on.
Huh, I thought. That’s like a good, spicy romance novel. A half hour later, it
was “Tonight’s the Night.” Then “Sexual Healing” and “Do That To Me One More
Time.” My ears—and my mind—were opened.
For days after, as I drove around on my errands, I
categorized the songs I heard on the radio the way my publisher would have
categorized them if they’d been submitted as romances. What I discovered was that
almost without exception, the music on every station I tried (and I have
satellite radio in my car which means I had much to chose from) was about love.
They were, to use Crimson Romance’s categories, mostly spicy and contemporary with
a smidge of historical, if you count the music of the 50s and 60s as historical.
(Sorry, paranormal and romantic suspense fans. I didn’t hear anything to fit in
your categories.)
And the heat level was anywhere from behind closed doors to
Rod Stewart’s fairly accurate description of where all the body parts would be
when he took her upstairs.
Why hadn’t I thought about this before? Music has always
been associated with love. Popular music of all kinds, from the Big Band era
on, is explicitly about love, just like romance novels. And some of the songs—actually
a lot of them if my limited survey was accurate—were spicy enough to warrant
the occasional complaint from a parent or political leader.
And yet no one disparages popular music because it talks
about romance or asks if it sets up unrealistic expectations. No, people are
more likely to ask what music to put on to “set the mood.” What makes the
difference between how pop music and the romance genre are regarded? With my
answer I ended back to the Olympics.
Like the coverage of the every-four-year extravaganza, the
pop music that’s played most often is male dominated—a guy wrote it, probably
sings it and certainly produced it. So, it would appear that, if a guy has something
to say about love, romance or sex it’s okay as long as it’s music. But if a
woman writes it, it’s not so okay.
We have come a long way toward achieving equality. My
favorite example is: my mother was born before women were able to vote and my
daughter is a law school graduate. Pretty sweet. However, we still have room to
improve. And positive press for both women athletes and women writers would be
a step in that direction.
Learn more about Peggy at http://www.peggybirdwrites.net
Connect with Peggy on social media
You can find Peggy's books at
Love, love, love your blog post! What a great analogy of romance writing and songs. I had never thought about that before. Everything you said is so true! Thanks for that!
ReplyDeleteI love this post! Your points about women athletes, the music industry and women writers were spot on.
ReplyDeleteWonderful cover for Out of the Game!
Thanks for the kind words. I'm really happy to have had this chance to blog on Romancing the Genres. (And I love the Out of the Game cover, too. It may be my favorite--at least untidy he next one!)
ReplyDeleteI hate autocorrect. That should be "at least until the next one."
ReplyDeleteHi Peggy, So glad you could join us at Romancing The Genres. I totally agree with your analysis and concur that although we've come a very long way, there is still lots of room to improve. Loved that the women Olympic athletes did so well.
ReplyDeleteAnd, if you put men in the clothing women were required to wear decades ago, they wouldn't have performed as well as they did. Can you imagine swimming in those wool swimming outfits with skirts!