This is TV putting fanfic in its proper place: Belanna: Janeway kissing Commander Chakotay. Tom Paris kissing Seven of Nine. Harry Kim kissing the Delaney sisters. I don't see the point.
Poet: Anger is like fire. Love can be the rain that extinguishes it. My patron is filled with hatred for his rival, so our play should be filled with love.
[several discussions later, after massive plot revisions, when the play now revolves around Janeway trying to make peace with the Borg who are keeping her from rescuing Harry and Belanna]
Belanna: Much better than all that kissing.
I enjoyed this episode so, so much. Because I believe with all my heart that tis better to have a plot and no romance than to have no plot at all.
Not that kissing is bad, mind you. I wouldn't mind a bit of snogging, but I have problems with people saying they've written a story and then handing me something that would not even meet the dubious standards required for a harlequin romance "novel".
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