Up With Chick Lit! Down With Feeling Bad About It!
Hi, I’m Lucy Woodhull, and I’m a rom-com author. There, I admitted it. Even worse? My next book isn’t even a romance…it’s a funny women’s fiction coming this summer called 667 WAYS TO F*CK UP MY LIFE. Back in ye olden days (i.e. ten or so years ago), that kind of book would have been called “chick lit.” Gasp! I hear you gasp. Not the dreaded dreck known as chick lit!
Mention “chick lit” around the virtual literary watercooler, and you hear words like “fluff” and “silly.” Because when women create humor, it’s fluffy silly chick-nonsense to be derided in washes of pink. Chicks aren’t funny! Many lofty think pieces have been written about how our funny bones were replaced evolutionarily by a desire to wash dishes, so obviously ladies ain’t funny. It’s science!
Well, screw that. I’m a proud female comedy author, and I’m so happy to be here at a place called Hello, Chick Lit! Hello right back, reading fans. Let’s be fluffy together.
Now I love thousand-year-old weeping vampires and detectives who are too gritty to shower as much as the next person, but sometimes I want a book unapologetically about ladies. Ladies who eat the weirdness that is life on planet Earth and spit out ingenuity, humor, and success—even when they never thought they were capable. Because we are. Every one of us—women young or old, fat or thin, tall or short, trans or cis. We’re freaking amazing!
That’s why I write the books I write. I want the proud chicks who read my books to hit “the end” and feel like they can conquer the world, no matter where they started from. They can conquer with love, courage, humor…and a side of good, old-fashioned sex. I’ve had some dark times in my life, sometimes only getting up in the morning by borrowing the resilience of my heroines and other amazing book characters. What would I do without Amelia Peabody, Precious Ramotswe, Hermione Granger, and, of course, the never-say-die Bridget Jones? I think I write the resilient ladies I do so that I can convince myself that it’s possible to win without being anybody’s idea of perfect.
Books allow us to borrow experiences. To borrow strength. And part of strength, to me, is humor in the face of adversity. That’s why chick-lit is a term of honor to me. Call me silly. Call me fluff. In life, you can laugh or cry. I choose to laugh, and there ain’t a damn thing wrong with that! Up with chick lit! And the happiest of anniversaries to Hello, Chick Lit!
Please enter my contest below, baby! I’m the kind of trashy gal who gives it away for free.
I’m offering five eBooks of RAGNAR AND JULIET, the two-book story of a wild space bounty hunter and the sweet alien hunk who makes her reconsider playing the field (and handing him over to the psychopathic king who wants him dead).
Also! I’m giving away one paperback of the first in my Dimple book series, THE DIMPLE OF DOOM, about a wannabe actress and the art thief who ruins her life in the best way possible. I hope my heroines inspire you to amazing acts of derring-do.
About the Author:
I have always loved le steamy romance. And laughing. And both things at the same time, although that can get awkward. My motto is “Laugh and the world laughs with you, cry and you’ll short-circuit your Kindle.” That’s why I write funny books, because goodness knows we all need to escape the real world once in a while. I believe in red lipstick, equality, and the interrobang. Hailing from Southern California, I daydream with my husband and a very fat cat who doesn’t like you.
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