My love affair with the Professor
Before I could even begin writing this post, I had to be honest with myself and face my fears of spilling a dark secret I’ve been burying for quite a while.
My name is Elizabeth, and I am in love with a fictional character.
Ok, now that I have released my secret into the world of the internet, I can gather myself and explain why I must come clean about my torrid affair with Professor Emerson.
To begin, if you have not read Gabriel’s Inferno by Sylvain Reynard all I can say is “Where have you been that you have not heard of THIS book?! You must read it NOW. Please stop what you are doing, run (don’t walk) to your nearest book store and buy a copy today!” Now, for those of you who have, know the kind of dangerous love affair I’m about to rattle on about. Some may even be experiencing an affair of their own and at least now you know you are not alone.
My “relationship” with Professor Emerson began without me even realizing it. It was simple really. Here I was, going about my day, reading for pleasure, when all of a sudden I felt my Kindle become an extension of my body.
I could not put it down.
I could not manage to leave the house without it.
And bedtimes became an afterthought in its presence.
This man…this fictional character…had taken hold of me and would not release me until HE was through with me. I realize for most, including myself, reading is just something we do for enjoyment but this particular novel managed to do what no other had done before. It forced me to feel. It forced me to be involved in a way I had never experienced and in that time, it also forced me to fall head over heels for a man that does not exist.
To say that Professor Emerson is a knight in shining armor from a fairy tale is to say that I am a 6ft tall blond supermodel. HA! If only. Gabriel appealed to me not because he was an overly romantic man (although that was nice) but because he was flawed and beautiful in the same moments. Maybe I’m a sucker for exceptionally beautiful men with skeletons in their closets but, in reality everyone has at least one. I think it takes some serious guts to set them free no matter how many days, months, or even years it takes to do so and Gabriel proved to me that you can be a better person because of it.
Now, we cannot discuss my love of this man without mentioning his dapper and debonair looks. The same looks that could knock the pickiest woman on her rear and give her hot flashes with one glance. Yes, he’s that dangerous but what makes him more appealing is that he has no idea. The brilliant thing about reading fiction is that you can choose to “cut and paste” anyone you see fit for the role. Even if the author has a specific person that they used as inspiration to model their character after, we as the reader have the freedom of choice. For myself and from the moment I was first introduced to this heart stopping man, I only saw one handsome face in my head…Mr. David Gandy. *sigh* Even if you don’t find this man to your particularly refined tastes in men, just take a moment to appreciate what he has to offer and know that you have now laid eyes on my very own Professor.
Feel free to click on the images so you can admire him up close and personal.