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4/5. You guys. You guys! Someone wrote a queer romance basically to spec for me. Son of the first woman POTUS falls in instant dislike which turns into, yeah, you know where this is going, with the youngest Prince of England.
I started this on a NY to DC train yesterday and finished it this morning. I laughed. I sniffled. I sighed. It's an unapologetically wish-fulfilment* book about American politics and elections and blended first families, written by someone who has 110% read the fanfic classics in the modern British royal romance genre like Drastically Redefining Protocol and The Student Prince (the one I have deeply unpopular opinions about, but that's a whole other story). It's snappy and witty and extremely of the now, to a fault, maybe. And also about different experiences of queerness and power and family. And they write each other loveletters emails. Did I mention this was basically written for me?
*Maybe too wish-fulfimenty? I don't know. I have this odd sort of flinch reaction sometimes to things that are this committed to making me feel uncomplicatedly good about a fantasy political timeline that didn't happen. IDK if that's healthy or not. I'm a realist to a fault, and I have basically no patience left for the people on twitter who are still (fucking still!) going on about what President HRC would be doing. I mean, jesus, over here in the real world we've got shit to do, maybe you could try, like, engaging with that in a useful way instead of this pointless wanking? But I respect the balls-to-the-wall commitment of this book – she's going to make you feel good about a 2016 election that wasn't, and she's not sorry.
4/5. You guys. You guys! Someone wrote a queer romance basically to spec for me. Son of the first woman POTUS falls in instant dislike which turns into, yeah, you know where this is going, with the youngest Prince of England.
I started this on a NY to DC train yesterday and finished it this morning. I laughed. I sniffled. I sighed. It's an unapologetically wish-fulfilment* book about American politics and elections and blended first families, written by someone who has 110% read the fanfic classics in the modern British royal romance genre like Drastically Redefining Protocol and The Student Prince (the one I have deeply unpopular opinions about, but that's a whole other story). It's snappy and witty and extremely of the now, to a fault, maybe. And also about different experiences of queerness and power and family. And they write each other love
*Maybe too wish-fulfimenty? I don't know. I have this odd sort of flinch reaction sometimes to things that are this committed to making me feel uncomplicatedly good about a fantasy political timeline that didn't happen. IDK if that's healthy or not. I'm a realist to a fault, and I have basically no patience left for the people on twitter who are still (fucking still!) going on about what President HRC would be doing. I mean, jesus, over here in the real world we've got shit to do, maybe you could try, like, engaging with that in a useful way instead of this pointless wanking? But I respect the balls-to-the-wall commitment of this book – she's going to make you feel good about a 2016 election that wasn't, and she's not sorry.