Guest Blog by Eryn LaPlant Rask, author of The Blue Lute
Time travel – yep, it’s impossible but who doesn’t love a good era-jumping story? Throw in some smoochin’ and lovin’ and you have a more than fantastic romance. We all know we can’t fall in love with knights of old, be ravished by eleventh century Vikings* or in The Blue Lute’s case, romanced by a debonair speakeasy musician from the Jazz Age.
The first time travel romance I read was Jude Deveraux’s A Knight in Shining Armor and from that moment I’ve loved the idea of crossed souls moving through time. Men were different back then, weren’t they? They were mannerly, polite and eloquent when they spoke. In fact, I was just talking about this in my Romance Writer’s of America chapter meeting this month. We were saying that in this day and age locker room talk might be something like, “Hey, dude, are you gonna hit that?” (or something far worse). But back in the other eras the bawdy talk might have gone something like this, “Her heaving bosoms call to me. I must make her mine tonight.”
Any way you say it, it’s still guys being guys, but somehow it sounds a little better coming from the gents of the past. In my personal opinion, I think this is why women like reading romances, especially ones that venture back to the past. We want our book boyfriends to be something we don’t have in this day in age. And with what very early reviews I’ve received from The Blue Lute, my theory has been proven with my dear Brandon Crowley.
Brandon is a suave, stand-up bass player who was whisked away from 1928 to the next century. He’s devilishly handsome and definitely has that proper air about him. You know…one of those bow-at-the-waist, kiss-your-hand kind of guys and when he meets Lilly Charles, a lowly doctoral history student, she is melted by his charm. No one Lilly has met in her generation is like Brandon. Their pants hang below the belt line, they let doors fly back in her face and hardly even use proper grammar. Her eyes are opened to Brandon and his polished demeanor. Just like the women who read a good time travel romance are. We want to be romanced and treated like princess, too.
Heck, I know I’ve had my share of unrefined guys who have treated me with less than the respect that I deserve. One even went so far as to slobber me after a date where I ended up with food poisoning. Here I was ill and he still went in to make a move. Thank God, I had enough sense about me to kick him out of my car before he could get any further than a slimy tongued kiss. I went home that night and settled into bed with a book boyfriend with way more manners than that date ever had. Sigh… if men would read these kinds of books, maybe they’d see where they go all wrong.
How about you? In the comments below, share some of your date nightmares or what mannerly qualities you’d like to see in your man?
*Thanks to author Renee Vincent for her knowledge of all things Vikings.
THE BLUE LUTE
A doctoral candidate in history, Lilly Charles lives in a modern-day treasure trove of 1920s architecture—Manhattan’s St. Jean Apartments. The former hotel was once in the center of New York City’s jazz scene, and holds secrets Lilly is only beginning to discover.
A musical star in his own time, Brandon Crowley lived in an age of prohibition and gangsters, surrounded by the glamour of old Hollywood and the comfort of true friendships. As co-owner of the notorious speakeasy, The Blue Lute, he poured his life and love into his business—as a storm fueled by passion, liquor, murder and money was unleashed. And in the midst of it all, Brandon simply … disappeared.
When Lilly sees Brandon in a nearly 80-year-old photograph from the basement of the St. Jean, her reality comes undone. Could he be the same man she just saw arrested for breaking into the building? As Lilly is drawn deeper into the mysteries of Brandon’s life, a new storm of desire and danger begins to brew. Beneath the silvery moon and glitter of Times Square, an epic love story across the decades is about to unfold.
Buy: The Blue Lute
Eryn grew up wishing she could have lived in another time, so now she writes her own romances and lives through her characters. When not writing, she spends time with her loving husband, and their handsome son in the land of Lincoln. If she can’t live in the past, she figures she can at least live amongst it!
Hello to the world! I am a former slave for the working world and presently a woman of many trades. I am a wife, a mother, an antiques collector, a painter, a baker, a gardener, a photographer, a historian and my favorite by far a novelist (well except the first two in my list)! Thanks for checking me out!
Buy: The Blue Lute