Cut to the chase... What does that mean in the true sense of the word! Okay, I know I'm being overly dramatic, but really... Cut to the chase? I was watching a movie when these words stuck with me, more than any of the dialogue, or the tenor of the conversation. I watched, as this young girl waited on pins and needles, wanting her hero to say the words that she dearly wanted to hear. Instead of saying... "Do you love me?" or better yet... "...aren't I good enough for your notice?" Instead, she summed up her emotions, saying these expressionless words... "Cut to the chase..." In the end, yes... She found out what she wanted to know. He liked her, and she liked him, but in the big scheme of things, is this what modern romances have been reduced to? Cut to the chase... I wonder; what would Jane Austin think if she were alive to witness twenty first century romantic indulgences. Her stories were so alive and the romances were like expanding crescendos. It didn't matter that pages and pages were written, saddled with all sorts of oppositions or misunderstandings. In the end, the men and women knew what they wanted, and they made their intentions known. There was no room for misinterpretations. I suppose in a world of text messages, fifteen second films and big brother always watching; we've been reduced to...cut to the chase. Maybe it's me, and I'm out of sync. Perhaps when I write my next romance, my protagonist will insist that I mirror the hordes. Perhaps, I will pen her saying... "Clifford...cut to the chase...and be done with it" On the other hand, maybe snippets like this are what the modern day heroines need. Perhaps I've just stubbled upon the mother-load. Cut to the chase... I think I've discovered my next catch phrase.
