The term “hopeless romantic” has become synonymous with those who believe in love and romance in its most idyllic sense. According to the Urban Dictionary, it is defined as those who “…believe in passion, chivalry, and true love…Hopeless Romantics are usually dreamers, idealists, and sincere, however what they expect in any relationship is a full return for their effort and caring, to be loved as much as they loved.” A “hopeless romantic” is that person you know who believes in soul mates, destiny, and loves absolutely anything to do with love.
Those who know me well know that the definition suits me well. Ever since I can remember, love stories were a large part of the fabric of my life. It began early with entrancement with fairy tales and Disney love stories, waiting for the epic kiss at the end. As the years progressed, so did the fascination. My early teens were fraught with the discovery, between my burgeoning appetite for romance novels and my earliest feelings developing for members of the opposite sex. With that came my desire to write about love, which has borne four self-published romance novels since then. Though I have yet to experience relationships like those I have read and written about, I still cling to optimism that someday I will, and that the love I experience will be greater than anything I could ever create.
You might have noticed that the title of the blog is “The Hopeful Romantic,” not “The Hopeless Romantic,” and no, it was not an accident. The “hopeless” part of the sentiment is what has always been the flaw with what I label myself. In fact, any definition easily disputes it. Hopeless romantics are often full of hope, full of the belief in the possibility of love, no matter the risks or circumstances. It is why the sentiment of being a “hopeful romantic” struck me when I first heard it in the film Romancing the Stone some years ago, and why since then I’ve always thought it to be the perfect description of myself. Love is all about continuing to have hope when there is none, therefore why should the word “hopeless” even be part of it?
This blog will be a place for all of you “hopeful romantics,” the ones who still believe in true love, in both its most sweeping and cheesiest forms, for love is both of those things and so much. The posts will be both fun and serious, both sweet and sexy, but most of all, romantic. Thank you to all of you who have read this first post from “The Hopeful Romantic,” and I look forward to pursuing and discussing love with all of you.