Paperback romance novels about nurses experienced a peculiar popularity throughout the ’60s and ’70s. Without reading a single example, and without the Women’s Studies degree necessary to painfully belabor the point, it seems safe to say they were glutted with sexist stereotypes and leave the discussion of content there. It’s more fun to judge them by the covers anyway, and thankfully there are tons of them online for those ready to look. One resources is the Library of the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee’s Special Collections, where you can find over 425 examples.
Here is a thematic sampling from their collections: Nurse dropped into rather unlikely natural settings. More to follow in the coming weeks.
This one places Nurse “Cherry Caldwell” amid seaside crags where she must struggle with issues of familial loyalty and, presumably, her porn star name.
Postcard perfect nurses at Grand Canyon? I guess someone has to treat poison ivy and burro bites…
This one featured an excerpt that caught my eye….
“Nurse Quentin McCall had two great loves—skiing and nursing . . . but lovely Quentin soon found herself tangled in a snowdrift of conflicting emotions . . . Quentin asked herself, ‘If a mask was a necessity for love, was she willing to wear one?’”
Some nurse-themed kind of paean to ski-mask sex?
I suppose this is just inevitable. Wait till you see how they treat jellyfish stings!
Insert “log” joke here. But be gentle.