throwback Thursday. found some baby pictures on tuesday while looking for photos of mom for her obituary… xoxoxoxo
“they are all okay, and all those things could exist in the same woman. women shouldn’t be valued because we are strong, or kick-ass, but because we are people.”
Just write honest characters that remind us of the best and worst parts of ourselves and everything in between. As a writer, I can’t stand when people tell me I should be writing “strong” characters. “He/she should be strong!” I don’t even know what the hell that means. Like a gym rat?
Or how about, “a character that could really be a role model.”
That kind of nonsense comes from people way less interested in the character itself and more interested in what people will think of them for bringing such an “important character” to life.
Grade 11 Student: “Sir, have you ever cheated on a girlfriend?”
Him: “What stopped you?”
Me: “Have you ever hurt someone so bad that they look at you and you can’t ever forget that face? And it makes looking in a mirror at yourself a disgusting experience? As if the inside of your marked soul is suddenly there on your face for everyone to see?”
Me: “Neither have I. And I want to keep it that way.”