Stop The Presses!

In the past couple of years I began noticing a peculiar kind of trend in my writing.

I like writing women journalists.

Over the years, as I wrote more and more, I began to realize that women characters interest me much more than men.

First of all, women are more complex individuals, and so more fun and challenging to write. This is especially true with external conflicts.

When I have a character who has to deal with external conflict: a hurricane, wild stampede, or your garden variety Bad Guys, I prefer it to be a woman. Women characters tend to find more ingenious solutions to problems than men (sorry, Mcguiver).

And basically, I think women are great. I want a President woman and a Prime Minister woman. The world will be a better place. I’m quite certain of that.

So yeah, I enjoy writing women characters very much, especially tough women. By tough I don’t necessarily mean Linda Hamilton in Terminator 2, but here’s the thing:

I have a science fiction story called SCOOP with a female journalist; I have a TV series called TRAINED PROFESSIONALS with a female journalist as main character, I have a continuing fantasy story I’m working on from time to time which has a New Orleans journalist as the hero of the piece. So what gives? That is weird.

Or is it?

Well, here’s where my wishful thinking comes to play. I suspect that all of these characters, all of these spunky, cynical, beautiful, intelligent, don’t-take-shit-from-anybody tough gals, are basically the Woman of my Dreams.

Through all that, though, they must have a tender spot. They cannot be truly cynical, unfeeling bitches. First of all, I don’t believe in that sort of persona, I think it’s bullshit, and secondly, they make for boring characters.

They’re tough as nails on the outside, the side they show the world, their peers, their bosses, but on the inside they want tenderness, love, companionship, respect, and they search for emotional bonds and emotional integrity.


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