Well, I’m going to start off with the back story. This has been a trying week. Next Monday is a holiday – Respect for the Aged Day, and hooray for old people and hooray for a day off! But this week? About the only way I crawled through this week was by thinking, “I get next Monday off! I can rest then!”
And then yesterday, the North Koreans decided to kick off the “Thank God It’s Friday!” celebrations with a little missile launch. They were kind enough to wait until 7 a.m. this time, and I have to say, almost everyone seems much more organized about the whole thing this time around. I was (ahem) interrupted in my ablutions, but when I finally finished and could see why my phone was beeping, I calmly proceeded to the hallway, and sat down in the darkness to text my loved ones. The all-clear was quicker. The news on TV had better info to offer us than simply, “OMG! Missiles!” As a matter of fact, the commercial channels were airing happy-sappy commercials within the hour (whereas last time, I don’t remember seeing any commercials). Normalization was quickly re-established once the all-clear alert came around.
I had planned to write a stupendous blog post how things are easier the second time around, but the creeping crud that I’ve been fighting off all week has become a bad cough, and my brain is seriously fogged out. So instead, I’m going to ask you for reading recommendations.
I remember reading a lot of Harlequin romances in my junior and senior year in high school, and it was a very common trope for either the hero or heroine to fall ill, and be nursed back to health by the other – in the depths of feverish delirium or sniffling (but never dysentery), s/he realizes that true love was in reach the entire time.
I’m trying to remember any other titles with this kind of trope, and the best I’m coming up with is restorative pork jelly, from one (or possibly two) Heyer novels. And I have a tickle in the back of my brain that this pork jelly was for a secondary character.
So, I’m picking the brains of our Collective Muses: have you run into any interesting examples of the trope? Does it do it for you? And why or why not?
As for me, I’ll be sipping liquids and checking back on the blog from time to time. I send out best wishes to all who are undergoing trying times right now – Jeanne reminded me of the fires, and my phone tells me that London has had a more immediate weapons threat (love to Jilly and Kay), and of course, all the people digging their ways out of hurricanes, monsoons and typhoons. Let’s do our best to keep calm and carry on, or at least hold it together and git ‘er done.