Jennifer Crusie's Blog: Argh Ink

If you’ve ever read a gothic romance, you know the house is everything. They used to call gothic romances “Girl Gets House” books, and there was reason for that: the girl marrying the hero and getting the house was a metaphor for her claiming power over her space, staking her turf if you will. But in Maybe This Time, Andie doesn’t want the house, she can’t wait to get out of the house, and when she does, she never goes back. For it to have that great an effect on her, it had to be fairly ominous. So I went on an internet search and found exactly nothing. Then Stroppy Rachel came through with an English country house that had been for sale for awhile. It wasn’t exactly what I wanted but it was damn close, so I stole the floor plans and changed them a bit and then photoshopped (badly) the house to get what I wanted, and voila, thanks to Rachel, I had Archer house. read more >>

I love this movie. It’s really, really, really hard to write good froth, the stuff that just keeps going and going without anything under it, like those birds that run across the surface of the water. It’s exhilarating to watch but exhausting to write, and George Bradshaw and Harry Kurnitz nailed it. Of course William Wyler directing Audrey Hepburn and Peter O’Toole doesn’t hurt. When you’ve got two watch-them-change-the-oil-in-their-car actors gliding across the water, you’re ahead from the get-go.

How much do I love this movie? Did you ever read Faking It? Except I can’t keep it this light and this funny and this fast. If your brain needs a fabulous vacation, get it a spa robe for tonight. read more >>

How many ways do I love this movie? Tune into #PopD on Twitter tonight and you’ll find out.

Okay, you don’t have to, just look at this picture. THIS is how much I love this movie. You know, until we analyze it to death and kill it. Argh.

If it’s Friday, it must be PopD. This week Father Goose which I KNOW is a romcom. Hallelujah!

Lucy and I are watching American Dreamer tomorrow night. I may make Chicken Marsala. It’s been that kind of week. We’ll tweet, but we’re not assuming anybody will be joining us because of the incredibly short notice. You better be there for Father Goose on Friday, though. We gave you plenty of time to get that one.