Seven Viking Romances by Hermann Pálsson
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

A couple girls gave me funny looks and asked about “Romance” in the title. So I explained this is romance as in heroic sagas of mighty warriors committing supernatural deeds. (Okay, so I glossed over these same warriors impregnating every woman in their path.) Not muscular men seducing women.

Until it was. Somewhere around 200 pages in one of the heroes uses an obvious euphemism for what is between his legs to seduce a girl. And then another euphemism on another girl. I could not believe it. Scandinavian romance novel in both senses.

The stories were amusing and fast. But then I like stuff about Odysseus, Beowulf, and Gilgamesh. And the fictional Conan.

P.S. It seems like everyone is related to someone named “Grim” though. Is that the John of Scandinavia?

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