10 August, 2011

The Conforming Damsel

In most of the novels that are published today, mainly in the Christian market, have a particular standard that they must have for the hero and heroine. And of course there will be both a hero and a heroine because 90% of the books published are romance novels. Or baptized versions of the Harlequin smut, just to ease their consciences.

What irks me, is how the heroine and hero’s disposition. As of late it seems that the Christian market favors no equality in the relationship. Odd, but very true.

One case being, the woman had been gang raped by a group of thugs. And when she got up the courage to inform the man whom she had fallen in love with, he had the nerve to call her not virtuous. Another case, a man casually looked at another woman, but it was all right, because he was going to go back to his wife anyway. Not to mention, a Biblical fiction piece where the hero is a total jackass, by having him interrogating heroine about her past even though it distressed her so. And then there are the cases, many of those the cookie cutter bonnet books that the market is so fond of, where the woman is nothing more than a baby breeder with no aspirations than to cook and clean for her husband. And if, this is a huge if, a woman does have a dream and/or hobby, once she is in love with a man and wishes to marry him she sacrifices her own ambitions for him.

I know that the women in the Victorian era had little to no options for occupations and many felt that her place was in the home. Yet it almost feels as if they are glorifying that kind of life. That a woman’s only dream should be to get married and have twelve children and hopefully live in a shoe. That’s not reality. Life was hard for women of that era. I mean this in the utmost respect for the pioneer women whom the Christian market loves to write about; those gals were tough broads! And the Christian market disparages how they have paved the way for future women, by creating the image that they were delicate objects who needed a man to make them whole.

Honestly, I dread picking up any new book on the shelves to read, because I know that it won’t be anything extraordinary. It will only be another ploy to promote stupid, unrealistic romance novels.

This may sound feministic, but I don’t care. Maybe in a way it does. Maybe it is. I just think the women of our history have strove to make the next generation easier, to make the equality better amongst the sexes. And it seems as if their effort is no longer important in the female characters in the Christian market.

I think we owe the true women more honor than this.