OMG!
I have discovered Grace Livingstone Hill is on Project Gutenburg. We will be covering The Girl From Montana here. We must. We must.
I just cannot explain the bliss that this brings to my life, except that when I was a little dreams-of-pinioned-pards running amok in the church library there were these moral books with pretty covers with lovely ladies in wonderful gowns and they were romances nobody could possibly complain about a little girl reading, since they were written by a widow who dreamed of chaste and virtuous romance. So I read the shit out of the entire set. There were like three shelves.
THEY ARE ON GUTENBERG. Not all, but enough. We are going to see what informed my early dreams on romances. Not just stories with romances, actual plot-revolves-around-getting-the-dude romances. Brought to us by the inoffensive* GLH herself.
And the best part is that it's not fucked up in any way, shape, or form, besides some howlers and anachronisms and the occasionally filthy typo (I seem to remember the immortal line "she took stock of all her assets, pubic and private.")
*Now, when I was a little kid I was oblivious to some portrayals that seem racist now, and every single heroine will be an orphan of ivory complexion, but I don't remember GLH putting anything painfully Finley to type. If I see it I'll call it, but while GLH is equally prone to straw caricatures of evil non-Christians, she is generally of a kinder, more generous stripe of character.
I just cannot explain the bliss that this brings to my life, except that when I was a little dreams-of-pinioned-pards running amok in the church library there were these moral books with pretty covers with lovely ladies in wonderful gowns and they were romances nobody could possibly complain about a little girl reading, since they were written by a widow who dreamed of chaste and virtuous romance. So I read the shit out of the entire set. There were like three shelves.
THEY ARE ON GUTENBERG. Not all, but enough. We are going to see what informed my early dreams on romances. Not just stories with romances, actual plot-revolves-around-getting-the-dude romances. Brought to us by the inoffensive* GLH herself.
And the best part is that it's not fucked up in any way, shape, or form, besides some howlers and anachronisms and the occasionally filthy typo (I seem to remember the immortal line "she took stock of all her assets, pubic and private.")
*Now, when I was a little kid I was oblivious to some portrayals that seem racist now, and every single heroine will be an orphan of ivory complexion, but I don't remember GLH putting anything painfully Finley to type. If I see it I'll call it, but while GLH is equally prone to straw caricatures of evil non-Christians, she is generally of a kinder, more generous stripe of character.