On The Way To The Wedding/Betty Neels

There's a book by Julia Quinn that's that exact title (the first half, anyway), part of her Bridgerton series. I remember how it started too. The first line was:

"His lungs were on fire."

If that wasn't the best first line of a historical romance then I really don't know what is.

Anyway, today is the day of my godfather's wedding. I am excited to actually attend and not have to be apart of it. I've never been able to just attend a wedding; I was always apart of one. Of course, I'm taking my camera. I'm going to hopefully capture as many expressions as possible, from faces that show utter euphoria, and even from the ones that show dismay. Today will be a great day; I firmly believe it.

As a side note, I've been reading a lot of Betty Neels lately. She has such an odd sense of romance. Her heroes are always in the medical profession, absolute workaholics, and always Dutch, or part Dutch; their personality cold, distant, showing spurts of kindness and warmth when it suits them to. It's so ... weird, and a bit unfeeling. But in their own way their still very likable. Her heroines are indescribable. They're sometimes distant themselves, only barely so. And most importantly, half of them are ordinary and "have no looks to speak of", sometimes treated unkindly by a parent or some relative whom their living with, or perhaps recently dumped by a fiancé - they are written to bring out pity, but at the same their strength and determination makes you like them a lot.

In all fairness, I've enjoyed reading each of them, coming away with a bit of knowledge of how women were courted (and I use that word as lightly as possible) back in the day. :)

But you know what's missing from Betty's books? Passion. Lots and lots of it too. Some of that would definitely loosen her characters up from that straight laced jacket of cold politeness they call decorum.

I'm just saying.

Jenaya

Ps. Yesterday was my 24th birthday.
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