The Coziest Things--A Sing Long

     In preparing for this blog post I went out and conducted a Man on the street interview, asking people to define “Cozy.” Not surprisingly, I found it’s defined differently by different people. Anything from a cup of tea on a rainy day to a favorite moth-eaten sweater passed down from a grandma to granddaughter.  All shared one common thread...cozy is anything that makes one feel warm and fuzzy inside.

     But the best answer of all was sung to me, in a high, clear voice…”Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens. Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens.  Bright paper packages tied up with string…”

     Good enough in and of itself, but I got to thinking how it might apply to this blog post, and more importantly, to the books this blog is promoting.  Then it hit me, a bit of revamp, a little remix, and voila a cozy little song.  Feel free to sing along…

<<Sung to the tune of My Favorite Things from the Sound of Music>>

A pair of thick socks or a day at the health spa,

Warm cookies and p-js and a day with no bra on

A book filled with romance and not just one fling…

These are a few of the coziest things…

A song that stirs memories of a night with a loved one

A day on the sofa with Murder, She Wrote on

Mysteries with bodies but no gore does it bring

These are a few of the coziest things….

Horses and saddles and boots that go scritch-scratch

Hoe downs and trail rides and dinners of “fresh catch”

A simpler life style and a cowboy who sings

These are a few of the coziest things…

When the world’s mean,

Life gets crazy,

When my date’s a cad…

I simply curl up with the coziest things

And then I don’t feel soooooo bad!

So from those of us who write these classic and cozy things, we invite you, dear readers, to cozy up and Read On!  Books by our “classic and cozy” writers can be found by clicking on the Sweet Romance, Cozy Mystery or Classic Western tabs in the top menu.  

  

ABOUT JAYNE:  Jayne Ormerod writes what she knows—small towns (influenced by her childhood growing up in Chagrin Falls, Ohio) and beach settings (a result of 30 years as a navy spouse, always living within a flip-flop’s throw of the ocean.)  Thanks to a youth spent reading Nancy Drew and an adulthood devouring the words of Janet Evanovich, Mary Daheim and Lillian Jackson Braun, she can now write about amateur sleuths, exploding cars and dead bodies with a modicum of authority.  You can read more about Jayne and her cozy mysteries at www.jayneormerod.com  

Let Me Dream

by Janis Susan May/Janis Patterson

It is both an honor and a privilege to be one of the lead bloggers on this brave new experiment called Classic and Cozy. And part of my delight is purely selfish. For years I have preferred to read traditionally – love stories without explicit or highly descriptive sex. For the same reason I love cozy mysteries – no hard-boiled police procedurals, no graphic descriptions of blood, gore or other assorted horrors, just brain-teasing puzzles of ordinary people dealing with extraordinary events. I had begun to worry that I was alone in my likes and prejudices, that the reading world had abandoned me just because I like my books to focus on the story’s action rather than sometimes far-too-graphic details.

None of that means, however, as some people seem to think, such books are bland or boring. I personally think it takes a great deal of skill for a writer to convey an idea or emotion without necessarily resorting to such erotic or gory lengths.

Now I am a grown-up, most of the time at least, and I know that falling  in love  will sooner or later involve sex,  and that murder in itself is a ghastly and usually messy crime. I don’t  have to be shown every splash and touch to get the idea. In fact, the visuals in my head -  for me, at least – may be more moving than the author intended. Murder is an inherently terrible thing; we don’t have to be shown every blow and blood spatter to know that. Sex is intensely romantic and personal, and what is inside my mind is so much more intense for me than any author could ever write.

I guess I just just don’t believe in showing the monster. As I’ve blogged and spoken about in several places, I once worked on a  rather cheesy horror movie. When the crew was putting a rather ghastly rubber monster suit  on a poor actor, an old gaffer snorted and said they were making a bad mistake. When I asked why, he responded that everyone was frightened by something different. To show this rubber-suited actor would  take their worst fears away. The best way to scare the most  people, he said wisely, was to suggest the monster, to show what it could do, and let the viewer fill in the blanks with what was most frightening to them. Instead of the film trying to scare the viewer, create an atmosphere where the viewer could scare himself.

It’s the same for books. Obviously we don’t have monsters in cozies or romance, but the idea is the same. We read books for many reasons – for escape, for pleasure, for learning, for just about anything.  Why should our reactions be shaped and confined  by the author’s vision  of what is scary or sexy? I know that no romance I’ve ever read, erotic or not, has ever come close to my imagination… or my memories.

As a reader I say, lead me, don’t force me. Let my mind be free to imagine my own perception of your path. Let me personalize the story in my head. Let me become a partner, an active participant in my mind. Let me dream.

Janis Susan May/Janis Patterson is a 7th-generation Texan and a 3rd-generation wordsmith who writes mystery, romance, horror, children’s and scholarly. Once an actress and a singer Janis has also been editor-in-chief of two multi-magazine publishing groups as well as many other things, including an enthusiastic amateur Egyptologist. Janis’ husband even proposed in a moonlit garden near the Pyramids of Giza. Janis and her husband live in Texas with an assortment of rescued furbabies. She can be reached through www.JanisSusanMay.com or www.JanisPattersonMysteries.com