Barriers tend to intensify romance. It’s called the ‘Romeo and Juliet effect.’ I call it ‘frustration attraction.’
I am obsessed with the Great Depression and with former showgirls – and the Victorians – the idea of wistful, dark romance.
For me, modern technology has ruined romance and movies – nobody can run to the airplane gate anymore.
I love the romance of ‘let’s get married,’ but then, when you have it so perfect… I mean, I’m more married than anybody can be – we have two kids. Maybe one day, but it’s something I can really do without.
For my 23rd birthday I had a house party that was ’90s themed and I dressed up as Alabama whirly from ‘True Romance.’
Ah… romance to me is spontaneity. It’s not diamond earrings; it’s a bunch of daffodils that’s freshly picked from the field.
In romance, we feel the need to zoom in and expound on our partner’s foibles in intimate detail; in friendship, we tend to do the opposite, avoiding confrontation through fear, lethargy or both.
I don’t write romance novels.
For many women, going back to work a few months after having a baby is overwhelming and unmanageable. As strange as it may seem, things get even more difficult for a working mom after the second and third baby arrive. By that time, the romance of being a modern ‘superwoman’ wears off and reality sets in.
I’m a fan of classic romance films as well as screwball comedies. I think love stories are just compelling narratives.
I’m drawn to bad romances.
Nothing ever seems straightforward in Venice, least of all its romances.
