Romance novels are a $1 billion industry – a market-dominating genre written by women, for women, about women. So you should think twice before wrinkling your nose at love, writes Adelaide author Amy T Matthews.

âSo, what do you do?â Itâs the standard small-talk question, fired at dinner parties, cocktail parties, training sessions, conferences, events at the kidsâ schools. Basically any time you meet someone you donât already know.
âIâm a writer.â Thatâs simple enough. But I brace for the next question.
âWhat do you write?â
Ah, now. Thereâs the rub. Which writer should I be for you? The award-winning literary novelist? The one youâll treat respectfully and be mildly impressed by, even if youâve never read a word of it? Or the romance novelist? The one you wonât be able to help wrinkling your nose at?
Like most writers, Iâll be whichever one has a current book to spruik, even if it means I have to put up with a nose wrinkle or two.
I know you donât mean to do it. But your mind goes to Mills & Boon and your nose wrinkles right up. Because anyone could do that. Right? Besides, itâs sexist nonsense. Pap to keep women happy.
Germaine Greer said that all the way back in the â70s, didnât she? She crankily dismissed romance readers (and writers), as women who were âcherishing the chains of their bondageâ.
And itâs just porn for women. Isnât it? Look at that Fifty Shades of Grey, itâs rubbishy smut. And so badly written! You could write that in your sleep. Blindfolded. Itâs not a real book.
Donât worry. We get it all the time. The vague astonishment. The distaste. The dismissiveness. And yet⊠romance accounts for almost 50 per cent of all books sold and is a $1 billion industry. Itâs read by women of all kinds (and some men), of all levels of education, by professionals as much as (if not more than) stay-at-home wives and mums. Teenagers read it and octogenarians read it. And itâs as progressive as it is conservative.
Progressive? You wrinkle your nose again at that. Itâs okay. I donât judge you for it. Everyone does it.
This is usually where weâll get another glass of wine, if weâre somewhere thatâs serving wine. Because weâre both interested in this and we both enjoy conversations that get good and feisty.
How on earth can those kinds of books be progressive, you ask as you get your fresh glass. Theyâre all about women getting married, about limp heroines getting swept off their feet by alpha males. Arenât they?
Yeah, not so much. Since they were the first thing you thought of, letâs start with Harlequin Mills & Boon (we call them category romance). There are dozens of different kinds of categories, ranging from the sweet (no sex anywhere to be seen) to the blazingly sexy, and theyâre a cultural barometer for womenâs issues. In fact, theyâre usually ahead of the curve.
There were heroines who were career women long before it was culturally acceptable. There were heroines who were divorcees, single mothers, pregnant women, rape victims, survivors of sexual abuse, survivors of domestic violence â romance believed these women were heroines when the culture at large couldnât move past them being victims.
Romance novels have dealt with infertility, adoption, step-parenting, the struggle to find the mythical work-life balance and many other issues women face in their lives. Romance takes these things and turns them into heroic journeys.
"Thereâs a lot going on in romance. Itâs complex. But our embedded sexism leads us to dismiss it"
But come on, you say, what about the fact women have to end up with a man at the end of the book. How can you call them progressive when that happens?
I said they were a mix of progressive and conservative. I agree with the criticism of romanceâs heteronormativity, and the fact that most romance features only middle to upper-class white people. But weâll leave aside those issues for now, even though I think theyâre issues that need addressing urgently; the range of human sexuality and romantic experience is visibly under-represented in mainstream culture and I donât intend to dismiss them indefinitely. But, just for today, letâs talk about the core of the mainstream romance: the relationship between a man and a woman.
Relationships matter. Our culture has been built around the family, with the monogamous heterosexual couple at its centre. So many of us are in a relationship, or longing for a relationship. And these relationships, and hopes for them, occur within a cultural context that has historically devalued womenâs roles.
Romance tells women they matter. It matters to be a lover. It matters to be a partner, or a wife. It matters to be a mother. You are valued. Thatâs the message of romance. More than that: you are central. Not only do you mean something, you mean everything.
The conservatism of the genre reflects the culture, as does the progressiveness. What we see in romance is the dynamic we see in the culture; we see the tension between traditional expectations of women and their drive to break free of those expectations since second-wave feminism.
âBut you write proper books too?â
Thereâs always a point where youâll get bored and shift the conversation, and thatâs usually the next question youâll ask. Youâll be more comfortable talking about my âseriousâ books, even though fewer people probably read them, and I think of them as less culturally relevant (in some ways) than the romances. Youâll shift the conversation because you get bored, or because you donât really buy what Iâm saying. Because no matter what I say, theyâre not âproper booksâ.
And there we have it. Thatâs what we live with as women. A genre written by women, for women, about women, which dominates the market, is dismissed off-hand with the wrinkling of a nose.
Thereâs a lot going on in romance. Itâs complex. But our embedded sexism leads us to dismiss it, without ever really taking the time to think about it.
Almost $1 billion in sales every year. All those women around you are buying those books. Why?
Because they matter.
Amy T Matthews is an award-winning novelist and a lecturer in creative writing at Flinders University. Matthewsâ novel End of the Night Girl won the Adelaide Festival Unpublished Manuscript Award; it was also long-listed for The Australian/Vogel literary award, and short-listed for the Nita B Kibble Dobbie Award and the Colin Roderick Award. Her alter ego Tess LeSue writes historical romantic adventure stories. Her latest book, Bound for Eden, was released this month.
Matthews is organising the academic University of Love conference stream at the Romance Writers of Australia national conference in Adelaide next month.

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