Paranormal Romance's Deep Roots

Why are so many women and girls flocking to the paranormal romance genre? What is so hot about blood-sucking vampires anyway? They're dead and cold. They drink blood. And who wants a  half-wild, bestial werewolf humping on her leg? Are people nuts? Nope. Is this some crazy modern-day thing? No. Not at all. So, why are women dying to get their hands and thighs around angels, devils,  shapeshifters, and elves?  Because these are not new imaginings but very old ones.

Yggdrasil

The roots of the paranormal romance go back in time to mythic images of half-men-half-beasts painted on cave walls of our preliterate ancestors.  The vampire is reminiscent of the age-old stories of women and men going down to land of the dead and returning masters of both worlds. Psyche did it to become a goddess, and the Babylonian goddess Inanna took a trip down-under to see her sister, the goddess of death. Persephone and Hades have an epic tale. Ghosts come to the living and speak only after drinking blood in The Odyssey: "I led the sheep to the pit and cut their throats, so the dark blood flowed. Then the ghosts of the dead swarmed out of Erebus" (Book XI 1-50). There is also that little statement from the bible that blood is life and is forbidden to mere mortals: "as for the life of all flesh, its blood is identified with its life. Therefore I said to the sons of Israel, 'You are not to eat the blood" (Leviticus 17:14). Angels, also in the bible, came down and laid with as many women as they liked:"The sons of God saw the beautiful women and they took any they wanted" (Genesis 6:2) Satyrs and centaurs were always ready for a romp in the woods in Greek myth. Wolfmen inhabit European fairy tales and Native American myth. Incubi exist in stories from Africa.    

Okay, you say, so the paranormal is just dressed up myth, but why the romance?

Well, in women’s myth there is love (union with the sacred), loss, sorrow (or going down to death), and return.  In ancient rituals of the feminine,  union or sex with a god or wild man (think of Enkidu and Shamhat from The Epic of Gilgamesh) was an important part of ritual. Psychologically, it speaks of the union of the feminine and masculine aspects of the self, or of acceptance of the other, or the union of the estranged wild parts of the person. This act is freeing, it liberates the dark self, the powerful self, the beyond human self, the soul.

Shivashakti

Therefore the craving for the paranormal is an expression of those ancient desires many women were killed to suppress. Pagans were killed by Ancient Hebrews. German Druids were hunted by Romans, and their sacred forests were burned. Europeans and Americans had their witch hunts. This yearning is an old one and speaks to a desire for freedom from the ordinary. It cries out for the adventurous and the mythic. It speaks to the oldest parts of us, to the deepest roots of when we began to raise our heads and ponder our not quite animal, not quite godlike state as bipedal and creative humans.

 Now, surrounded by so much technology, so much work, so much stress and suffering, it is no wonder that we turn again to myth in this new form. 

 Candice Raquel Lee

Author of “The Innocent: A Love Story”

Do you Believe in Love? You should because it saved your life.

Do you believe in love? I've discovered a lot of people don’t. They think love either does not really exist or it’s just a synonym for sex. I’m here to tell you it does exist, but it’s hard as hell to get. It’s not easy to love someone. In fact, it is very hard and that is why a lot of people just don’t. People hurt us, and people we love hurt us more.

So, why bother? Because love is the thing that keeps old people holding hands when they walk down the street even though their sexy parts have dried up. Love is what keep babies alive. If babies don’t get love and touches, they die. It's called "failure to thrive." Love is what makes life bearable and livable. 

Love  can hit like lightening. It can strike out of the blue when you are walking down the street. People call that meeting your soul mate. I think it is just one soul recognizing another soul it knows, but that does not mean things will be easy from then on. In fact, that will pretty much guarantee that the shit is going to hit the fan because for some reason the universe test lovers. It tests the hell out of them.

In twenty years of marriage, I have discovered that in order to truly love, you have to forgive. You have to forgive yourself, others, God, your parents. You have to forgive that they do not live up to your high moral standards or any standard of perfection as made up by all of us imperfect people who want everyone else to be perfect.

To fall in love is easy. Most everybody is lovable. Don’t believe me? Look at a baby. Or even think about the novel, movie, and newer mini-series Rosemary’s Baby. Everybody loves babies even if they are Satan’s kid. We all start out lovable. I don’t know what happens later but that cute little baby is still inside all of us.

We all want and need love. We may say we don’t, be we do. How do I know? Because babies will die without touch and holding and affection. It is a basic need whether you grow up into a curmudgeon, scrooge or pessimist. You are alive today because somebody must have loved you.

So, how do you get love? Love. The word is a verb. Love others and they will reflect back love to you. If they don’t, it’s their loss. Some people aren't ready, are too scared, too hurt. But the soul is immortal, so we all have all the time in the world to learn to love and be lovable.

So, how do you keep love? Hold on. Hold on no matter what. And if you can’t, if you have reached your limit with someone you love then let go. As the old saying says, “if you love something let it go. If it returns to you then it is truly yours.” I will warn you they may not come back in this life. They may come back in another or another until the end of time. That is the wonderful and terrible thing about being a soul. You live forever so people can take their time coming back. Good people and bad.

How do you tell the difference between your soul mate and another schmuck? Your soul will tell you. It knows the real from the false. When it is time, you will know. Then hold on like hell because that’s when the universe will try and tear you apart.

“Why?” you ask. Because forever is a long time, and if you can’t hold on for even one life on this earth what chance do you have for an eternity? So, love, open your heart and love and get hurt and grow stronger and forgive. What do you have to lose except all your fears?   

Candice Raquel Lee

Author of "The Innocent" a story about the power of  love.

Author of "Effed Up: Abnormal Romance" about how stupid and funny romance can be.