The East End of London in the 1950’s, San Francisco in the ‘swinging sixties’, Saigon during the Vietnam War, the American Civil Rights movement, Cold War Russia.
Sound like promising settings for an historical romance? Not according to much of the romance writing industry.
How is it that back in the 1970’s and 80’s World War Two was considered to be an historical event and yet thirty to forty years on, anything that happened in the same number of years susequent to the end of the war is not? Surely historicals should now span out to at least 1985?
When did time stand still and history go into pause mode?
In a society that embraces change at a pace in every other sphere, it seems remarkable that when it comes to our history we’re stuck.
Isn’t it time to turn off the freeze-frame?