February 15, 2013 by 

When did gothic romances become unpopular? You know the ones I mean, the crumbling castles, the jagged cliffs where the ground can disintegrate beneath your very feet only to send you flying over the edge to a horrifying end.

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Where the dead heroine’s portrait is bound to the sale of that monstrosity of a castle, where she roams the night, leaving behind scented jasmine in her wake. The faint sounds of a music box and long ago laughter.

**sigh**

Yes, where have those novels disappeared to?

Well, I can lead you to one that will keep you awake at night. If you read any of Teresa Mederios, you know that she delivers with outrageous wit and, in this case, intrigue. And, it works. How the hero and the heroine lecture each other, then insist on punishing themselves, depriving themselves of any words or actions of comforts of their own. Instead, its guilt in their respective lives, so deep, though each can see the nurturer in the other so clearly.

Ah, but this might all sound like the same old story, until—

He sees her at the edge of the cliff. He runs for her but he’s too late. . she’s thrown herself over. What does a real hero do? He throws himself after her, of course.

I really do miss gothic romance. Have fun with this one. You’ll love it. —Kathy L Wheeler