Racy Romances And A Scandalous First Lady


“No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” – Eleanor Roosevelt

I just told a male co-worker not to buy my new book.  “Thanks for the support,” I said, “But it’s a racy romance and I don’t know if you would be comfortable reading it.”  He looked around and whispered, “Are you embarrassed about it?  Is it like a Penthouse letter?” To which I replied, “I don’t know. I haven’t read Penthouse.”  After I told him that it was no sexier than anything else on the market right now, he said he would still buy it for his wife.  And I felt bad that I was almost embarrassed I wrote such a story.

Because I’ve also told my parents not to buy it.  And a couple of friends.  Why would I do that when they are all very pleased for and proud of me?  While I would appreciate the sales, I don’t want them reading my book.  Unfortunately I keep falling into the trap of thinking it’s because it is not a nice girl book and I’m supposed to be a nice girl.

And then a former First Lady whispered in my ear.

“You wouldn’t worry so much about what others think of you if you realized how seldom they do.” – Eleanor Roosevelt.

I wrote a romance novel.  My friends and family are happy for me.  I should be celebrating with them.  I am not refusing to let them read it because it is a dirty book.  It’s hot but not bad.  I’m asking them not to read it for the same reason I ask them not to read other books.  I don’t think they’d enjoy it.  I have some religious friends with whom I am very careful with it comes to book recommendations.  I wouldn’t lend them any of the edgier romances in my library.  I wouldn’t lend them any of my horror or occult books either.  I wouldn’t recommend science fiction or racy romances to my father.  My book just happens to fall into those categories.

As for the guy at work, I may have misjudged.  After all, he has apparently read Penthouse. In general – and this is an assumption on my part – I think he (as a man) would be embarrassed to read it.  Although I’m not sure because when he asked if it would put his wife in the mood if she read it, I grinned and nodded.  I may have found a new marketing ploy.

In the future, I may have a sweet romance published that I would happily recommend to everyone.  But for now I wrote a racy romance.  I’m not ashamed of it.  And I won’t let anyone make me be.  I can certainly write hot scenes in 2012 if a First Lady who passed away half a century ago said:

Once I had a rose named after me and I was very flattered.  But I was not pleased to read the description in the catalogue: “No good in a bed, but fine up against a wall.” – Eleanor Roosevelt.

Elle Rush is a romance writer from Winnipeg, Canada, whose first romance “Private Encore” was just released by Liquid Silver Books.  In addition to her love of writing, she is also an aspiring gardener.  She recently learned that she should be talking to her plants, so she named her new hostas “Luego”, “Manana”, and “La-Vista.”

You can find her at or follow her real-time stream of consciousness on Twitter @elle_rush.