Yet I do it quite regularly. Indeed, it's almost a benchmark for me of a novel's quality, if it can move me to tears.
|Romance or lit fic?|
With literary fiction, it's more a sense of having some truth revealed. Not usually a truth which pertains to matters of the heart, but one about human nature in general, the momentary lifting of some veil covering one of the mysteries of life and death. Something important and significant, but not necessarily emotional in quality. The kind of quasi-mystical, revelatory impression one receives from reading almost anything by E.M. Forster, for instance. Or perhaps James Joyce, before he erroneously decided longer was better.
So is it normal to cry after reading a novel?
|Is romance more literary if it's tragic?|
If only they could do both.
This continues to be a problem for me, both as a reader and a writer. I want to write romance which could also be considered literary, but the genre divides are now so sharply defined, that may no longer be possible.
With my head, I know that certain kinds of writing touch me deeply but intellectually, and that these are considered by the literary establishment - and often by common consent - more 'worthy' than the novels which touch me deeply but emotionally.
And makes me cry.