FORGET ‘MOONLIGHTING’
Hello, my name is Danielle Monsch and I am a romance writer. I am currently epubbed and have two stories out, one a fantasy entitled
Loving a Fairy Godmother and the other an erotic Sci-Fi story called
Pleasure Satellite. OK, enough of that, let’s get on to the important stuff.
It is the end of the television season, and the shows are all wrapping up for the summer hiatus. This means we are in for every show ending in an episode where EVERYTHING CHANGES, and you must come back in the fall to see how things shake out.
With any show that has any hit of romantic chemistry between the leads, this also means they will do something to come
this close to acting on their very obvious attraction for one another, but somehow, someway, at the last minute they veer off, leaving us viewers with yet another season of ‘will they or won’t they’ to look forward to.
I’m a romance writer. I live for sexual tension no matter what the medium – books, movies, television. It makes me happy, it makes me giggle, it gives me shivers up my back and a warm feeling in my tummy.
But only up to a certain point.
The problem with television is that is draws out the romantic (sexual) tension waaaay out, miles beyond what is even remotely possible even given the leeway in fiction. Instead of the near misses in the romance giving you sexy shivers, it just makes you want to throw things at the television.
This situation has gotten so ridiculous that I don’t even start a series anymore that has an attractive male/female combo as leads, no matter how much it might appeal to me otherwise. Castle starring Nathan Fillion, one of my favorite actors? Nope, don’t watch it. And from what I hear about the romance situation on that show, I’m right not to.
And why do producers do this to us?
Moonlighting.
That’s all I hear.
Moonlighting got the two leads together, and no one wanted to watch anymore.
Wah, wah, wah.
Listen,
Moonlighting was starting to suck before they got together, the show got them together in the worst way possible (a rushed situation to explain the female leads real-life pregnancy), and they two leads hated each other in real life and it was starting to become evident on the show.
Moonlighting should in no way be considered the end all and be all on what viewers want in regards to resolving the romantic tension.
So to you producers, I have only one thing to say: Forget
Moonlighting! It’s been almost thirty years, for heaven’s sake.
If you really don’t know how to do it, get a romance author to do some consulting for your series. A romance author would know how to keep romantic and sexual tension in a relationship of an established couple. They don’t have to resort to this highly annoying habit of constantly tearing apart two people who we know are perfect together at the last possible minute.
Agree? Disagree? One random commenter will win a copy of Danielle’s
Loving a Fairy Godmother, available at
Amazon.
Danielle Monsch is a Romantic Geek Girl Writing in a Fantasy World. Loving a Fairy Godmother is her debut story, released from Liquid Silver Publishing. You can find her on the web at www.DanielleMonsch.com, Twitter, and Facebook and she always welcomes email at Dani@DanielleMonsch.com
LOVING A FAIRY GODMOTHER
Blurb:
Tiernan is one of a kind. Beyond the divine dimples, killer blue eyes, and hard muscled body, Tiernan is also the only Fairy Godfather. Most of the Fairy Godmothers have no problem with keeping Tiernan around, but Reina isn’t like most Fairy Godmothers.
Amongst Fairy Godmothers, Reina is the best. Organized, efficient, logical. So why is it when Tiernan is around, all those qualities fly out the window? Reina doesn’t like that one infuriating male makes her lose control, and just wants him gone. Circumstances arise that just might let her get her wish, though not in a way she ever wanted.
Tiernan is given an assignment and told either get a Happily Ever After or he will no longer be a Fairy Godfather. Reina is going with him to supervise, but if Tiernan gets his way, he’ll not only be supervising that luscious stubborn fairy in bed, but also get her to admit Happily Ever Afters also apply to Fairy Godmothers.
Excerpt:
“Godfather Tiernan—”
“You can just call me Tiernan,” he interrupted.
She tried again. “Godfather Tiernan—”
“”Didn’t Sara just tell you that you had to follow my directions?”
That pushed her over the edge. “Do you truly think you are going to secure a HEA when you haven’t been able to do it yet?”
He let out a derisive snort, but immediately realized that was a huge mistake. Her face lost her usual look of annoyance crossed with bemused tolerance, leaving pure ice in its place. “This is why men should not be allowed into the Godmother program. None of you have any respect for Happily Ever Afters.”
“I never said I didn’t believe in HEAs” he began, but she cut him off.
“Every case you’ve been on tells me you don’t believe, or else you would have tried once, just once, to get one!”
His hands slammed on the table as he leaned across it, his face coming inches from hers. “I’ve never tried because I believe in love! Humans need love so much, who the hell was I to screw up two people in love to get them to HEA status? I could never forgive myself if two people in love missed out on each other because of my actions!”
All anger fled her face, and a hesitant, unsure look came over features. “What do you think a HEA is?”
He drew in a deep breath, sitting down once again. “I think happily ever after is a nice way to end a story, but in the world I remember, it’s a waste.”
Her hand was halfway towards him before she seemed to remember their roles, and she pulled it back to her side. “Love is wonderful, but only love alone is incomplete. You can love someone, but they can ultimately not be right for you. Even in love, people can still be led to believe the worst of each other, still hurt each other, still decide they are better without the other,” she began, her words hesitant, as if she was trying to define to herself what it all meant as much as to him. “But the Happily Ever After is so much more. It’s finding your perfect match, love purified, refined, to such an extent that it can never be sundered. With a Happily Ever After, men can achieve greatness, as can all the generations who follow growing up in its shadow.”
“And you think jeopardizing the surety of a love match now is worth it for only the possibility of a Happily Ever After?” he asked, his voice gentle, reverent, wanting nothing to break this intimacy their words were creating.
“I do. In your view, maybe that seems cruel, but in my view, there is no greater tragedy then two people who almost make this connection but fall short in the end.”
Such a hard exterior to cover such a tender heart. “I’m not sure if I can believe as you do,” he said after considering her words. “But I never want Sara... you... to feel as if I let you down. After we get this situation behind us, I want you proud of the job I do.”
And as his breath caught at the rare smile she bestowed upon him just then, he knew all she had to do was keep smiling at him like that, and anything she wanted, whether it be his beliefs or his blood, he would give her.
Her smile faded, and the moment ended. Reina cloaked herself in her position of authority as she handed him the file that had been sitting on her desk. It was already open to show a picture of a blond girl, pretty and vibrant with a mouth full of straight white teeth, all of which was evident even underneath the dirt. “I looked over this case earlier, before I realized what was going on,” she said. “It is a good, solid HEA case. There are several challenges to overcome, but also several sources of help for the client. It is about as perfect as a case can be for this purpose, as evenly balanced as I’ve ever seen. No one can accuse the council of favoring either side. The girl’s name is Cinderella. She lives with an abusive Stepmother and two rotten spoiled stepsisters. She is a very kind, generous girl—though a little too much of a doormat, if you ask me—but outside of that, not really any other character flaws. She is much beloved in her village, children and small animals flock to her daily. In short, we exist to give HEAs to mortals like her.”
Tiernan read the file quickly, then flipped the page and took in the photo of the male who would supply the HEA. “A prince, huh? That’s pretty standard.”
“Indeed, but for the most part, we don’t mess with the classics here.” The pointed look she gave him told him he was one of the exceptions, and she wasn’t necessarily thrilled about it. Ah yes, completely back to normal.
He returned that look with a flirty smile. “I used to serve royalty, Godmother Reina. Believe me when I say, sometimes the large crown is to compensate for something.”
“Oh really? Well, I assume we can say the same thing about your sword, eh, knight?”
Maybe not completely back to normal after all. The second those words passed her lips her eyes went saucer wide, and Tiernan couldn’t say who was more shocked, him or Reina herself. There was no way he was letting this pass. His voice coming out a low growl, he replied, “Why, Reina, I never knew you were interested in the size of my sword. Anytime you want a private viewing, I will be more than happy to oblige.”
