Chiming in for the first time in years!

Romantic poetry is beautiful. I spent a lot of time in school reading it and I never stopped being amazed by the works of the poets of the age. I'm less enamored of the fiction of the time, but that's true of every era for me.

Also: I hate that the word "romance" is taken to have such negative connotations anymore. Remember when it didn't mean some trashy pulp novel about a sweet and sensitive man learning to love again in the gentle arms of his new lover? Remember when it was about adventure and excitement, and the triumph of great men and women? Remember Chretien de Trois? I do. *sniffle*

Also also: today, I became officially broke. I have no job, and now $42 to my name. Whee!