tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778253784890578329.post4174097960914804598..comments2007-10-26T14:43:02.895-07:00boychikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661168689510034028gerald@lapuerta.tvBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778253784890578329.post-89030419860236549752007-10-26T14:43:02.895-07:002007-10-26T14:43:02.895-07:00Craig, now yer talkin. OK you got your tongue in your cheek but you might as well park it there until something tastier comes along.<BR/><BR/>Your genre formulas are a bit restrictive, methinks. That's why I was ranting about boychik lit being hipper fratire, in that I'd want it to be more ambitious and less tiresome than the joys of falling down drunk. Like Maggie Ball, I keep asking "But is it literature?" That might sound stuffy, so put it this way: "Is fratire just pulp?" Need not be, I think, and certainly more interesting and worthy of discussion if it's not.<BR/><BR/>I do have more to say about where chick lit came from and where it might go. I just read <I>Topaz Woman</I> by Christine Candland, and I'll be posting a review here. Not strictly chick lit, but it got me thinking about a story about a woman, written by a woman, and intended mainly (IMO) for women.<BR/><BR/>Right on, Craig. Too bad you were born on the wrong side of the pond so we can run you for President!boychikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16661168689510034028noreply@blogger.com