The Scrooge of Holiday Romance

This post first appeared at The Contemporary Romance Café, but it’s still true.

I’m the Scrooge of holiday romance, so this month’s theme presented a bit of a problem for me. I don’t read holiday romance. I don’t watch holiday romance movies. And I’ll do anything to avoid writing one. If I read a book that happens to have a Christmas celebration in it, I scan that part of the book. Don’t ask me why. I like holidays. I celebrate them. And of course, I love romance. But a combination of the two? It does nothing for me. I’ve never been tempted to read (or watch) one, even if it’s written by an author I love. Weird, huh?

Even weirder, my aversion to holiday romance doesn’t extend to other genres with a holiday theme. I like dysfunctional family holiday movies, probably because they make me feel better about my own family. I enjoy holiday action adventure movies (think Die Hard). Holiday comedies like The Santa Claus tickle my funny bone. A Christmas Carol and It’s a Wonderful Life are two of my favorite movies. See? Not one romance in the list. Hmm. Interesting. There’s not a single holiday read on the list, romance or otherwise.

It’s at this point that I’d normally ask for a recommendation, a holiday romance read that’s stuck with you, one you loved. But not this time. I won’t waste your time.

Oh, well. Just call me Scrooge.