No. I don’t mean Theee Bomb, literally. But yes, literally—in literature.
I’m talking about the F-bomb. The F-word. You know, primetime television’s favorite forbidden expletive. If you see Kay.
Ron Burgundy gets fired for saying it on the air in Anchorman.
Britney Spear’s spells it out in her song If U Seek Amy.
And Nick Jonas beefs up his recent hit Jealous with an explicit version. (Personally, I prefer the non-F-bomb version.)
Even the Minions are allegedly saying “what the f**k” in McDonald’s Happy Meal toys. (However, according to my daughter, inside the plastic wrapping there’s a paper containing the translation: “Ha ha ha” because he’s a caveman minion.)
It’s not that I don’t like the F-word. I’m actually a huge fan and avid user, especially when I write first drafts, since I’m just slinging words on the page to empty the story from my head. Though reading it back, I’m usually shocked by all the F-bombs crossing my wonderful characters minds and pouring from their mouths. I prefer to edit out F-bombs and stick with words suitable for the Hallmark Channel because when they turn my books to movies there won’t be a lot of rewriting for the screenplay. HBO can easily add them back in. *wink/smile*
It’s one thing for me to drop the bomb in my day-to-day activities. Like stuck in traffic on the way to pick up the kids from school. Or when I stub my toe. Or get a paper cut. It’s perfectly appropriate for me to string F-bombs—as nouns, verbs, and adjectives.
But coming from my beloved characters… I dunno about that. After all, they don’t drop F-bombs on General Hospital and all those super-sexy characters have no problem getting their messages across and getting it on. I say it enough for everyone, I’d rather not read it.
How about you?
Do you enjoy an F-bomb or two or twenty in your Contemporary Romance novels?
Is there a limit to how many F-bombs are too many?
Do you like F-bombs in certain genres but not others?
Or are you an F-word lover, it doesn’t bother you and can never get enough?