Don’t forget: Jocelynn Drake is giving away a complete collection of her books. Comment through Thursday for a chance to win!
Currently working on: Google mapping a booksigning tour of Chicago
Mood: By the numbers
I read a funny rant about a imaginary series written around a group of Regency heroes, all friends – and all dukes, naturally — who despite being all alpha males somehow never suffered even a momentary burst of testosterone-induced aggression amongst themselves. And while intellectually I thought, well, yes, there’d probably be friction in such a group, I also thought, heck, I’d totally read that.
I love the ‘band of brothers’ trope. From Navy SEALs to vampiric cabals, I like when the manly heroes work together, support each other, yes, even love each other in a back-slapping sort of way. In reality, of course, we know they’d go all LORD OF THE FLIES on one another and there’d be no sequels.
But for the sake of romance, I think having our heroes start with the training wheels of a bromance teaches them some important life lessons:
1. Girls make better roommates.
Nothing ultimately prepares a man for commitment to a woman like living with other men. Sure, he’ll whine about the vast array of toiletries in the medicine cabinet and the lingerie hanging over the shower curtain rod, but he’ll choose that hands down over tightie-whities in the hall and his buddy using his toothbrush to augur out his Sig.
2. Girls make you grow a pair.
And I don’t just mean in a lustful way. While he’s living with his bros, a man is always given unspoken permission to never get over the mental and emotional wounds that prevent him from becoming a Hero. As Aristotle said of bromances (well, not really of bromances but of close friendships between men): ”It is those who desire the good of their friends for the friends’ sake that are most truly friends, because each loves the other for what he is, and not for any incidental quality.” That translates among the band as a “don’t ask, don’t tell… about anything” policy which is, no doubt, quite comfortable for them. And sadly limiting. Not that the heroine would ever put up with that.
3. Girls smell nice.
It’s been noted before that heroes — particularly paranormal heroes — have preternaturally keen senses of smell when it comes to their women. Doesn’t get mentioned so much when they’re talking about their brothers, which — considering the fragrance of a typical locker room — leads me to believe that living a bromance first improves tact and diplomacy.
Most of all though, life with his band of brothers teaches the hero:
4. Even lone wolves get lonely.
So who writes your favorite band of brothers stories? I call JR Ward’s Black Dagger Brotherhood, although there’re enough of them to share even if I double up