I Have A Mustache
It's faint, but there. Annoying thing. None of my heroines have one. Why do I?
Genetics, Jessie. Remember great-grandma?
We're told to torture our characters but there are some things that I just won't do to my peeps.
What is the one "flaw" you'll never give your main character?
Genetics, Jessie. Remember great-grandma?
We're told to torture our characters but there are some things that I just won't do to my peeps.
What is the one "flaw" you'll never give your main character?
Comments
I'd never give my characters asthma or pneumonia or any severe lung condition. I have really severe asthma and it has caused problems and prevented me from doing a lot of things I used to love doing, like running. I've spent over five of my 21 years on this earth with pneumonia (that doesn't include recovery). I'm acutely aware of every breath I take. I would never do that to any of my characters. Ever.
And wow, you're really throwing everything at her! Is this fiction then?
Melissa, that's horrible! I would've never guessed by your cute pic that you've suffered like that. Kudos to you for the great attitude. :-)
~ Wendy
I see you won the call!! Yay!!! I tried too but you beat me!
My hero? None of the above.
Be prepared when you call her so you get all you can out of the 15 minutes. Have paper and pen ready.
And congrats about your contest win! You'll have to let us know how that goes!
I have a faint mustache too, but it doesn't bother me as much as the chinners I had to start plucking. Sheesh...when did I become middle aged????
I'm a BIG believer in flaws in my characters. Inward or outward. But I don't think I'd be cool with giving them something gross (a moustache doesn't rate on the gross scale, heehee--you can always tweeze or bleach that sucker).
I mean something like chronic halitosis or big hairy moles on their faces. Anything that would turn off the prospective significant other. Because you don't want to turn off your readers either, right? Heh.
This is such a funny post!
I don't think I'd ever give my character a facial disfiguration. When I fractured my cheekbone, I turned all sorts of nasty colors. Fortunately, it was temporary, but I remember the stares and how self-conscious I felt.
Blessings,
Susan :)
I would stay away from bad breath.
Blessings,
Karen
Nancy, I'd do a scar too, maybe.
Thanks for stopping by, Karen!
No lazy eye.
No gas problems.
No foot odor problems.
No bad breath or stained teeth.
No yellow toenails.
I could probably think of a few more. LOL!
Since I am my main character, I'm stuck with every single wart and extra pound. :-)