Talking heroines is a slippery slope for me. You see, I was raised by wolves with five older brothers, so I’m not a particularly girly girl. Don’t get me wrong. I can appreciate the perfect pair of shoes, and I have lust in my heart for most any handbag, but I’m not the girl who gets all twitterpated about things.
My husband is the sensitive soul in our household, much to his alpha male chagrin. You know it must be a sad, sorry state of affairs when I’m the calm one, but the man is so high maintenance he makes me appear comatose in comparison. I know there are times my friends wish I were a little more comfortable with communicating my feelings, but that’s probably not going to happen at this point. Lucky for me they’ve learned to read between the lines. Plus, they seem to appreciate the jokes I use to deflect any outpouring of emotion. My mother would probably freak out if I ever gave her one of those mushy mom cards. Then again, I’d wig a bit if she sent one to me. The woman bore seven children. She’s tough as nails.
I was raised in a ‘no blood, no foul’ environment. Outnumbered and outsized, my sister and I developed sharp tongues and devious minds as the first line of defense. Tears were the absolute last resort. I have a strict ‘no wussies’ rule when it comes to writing my heroines.
I enjoy reading stories about women I would want to know in real life. We don’t have to be kindred spirits, but if she makes me want to slap her silly every few pages, we’re probably not going to become BFFs. I like a heroine who sees life clearly, makes thoughtful decisions, and isn’t afraid to own her mistakes. She doesn’t have to be a kick-ass warrior or a corporate titan. She just needs to be able to hold it together when her car gets a flat tire.
Nothing makes me quit a book faster than a woman who dissolves the minute the first drop of adversity hits her. A chick who plays the victim? She can just move on down the road.
How about you? What types of heroines do you love? What makes you crazy?