Enter The Boy

Currently, right this very moment, I am at the ever-so important part of my book where I have to introduce the boy. You know, the boy the girls will all swoon over and fall head-over-heels in love with. Because you want the reader to like the love interest. Actually, when it comes to Young Adult novels, you want the reader to love the love interest. To pine over him. To toil over him. To dream about him. To scrawl his name on their books and fantasize about him. Okay, maybe that's a bit on the creepy side.

Still, you want the love interest, the boy, the dude, guy, hero to be likeable and cute. And different. He has to be different. What sets him apart from all the other love interests in every other Young Adult book? 

Don't get me wrong. Not all YA novels HAVE to have a love interest. 

Well, except, I wrote one that doesn't and no one seems interested in a girl power novel without a romantic subplot. Most frustrating. 

But I am not ranting about the books agents don't want of mine. No, I am talking about introducing the boy. 

How many of you have fallen head over silly heels for a fictional guy? A lot, I bet. Whether it is Mr. Darcy, the beast from Beauty and the Beast, Edward Cullen (not my type at all), Peta, Patch or Wolverine (just me?) there's been some made up dude who has piqued your interest. I know. Because I know. Sometimes you just can't help it because they are so well written and they have all those qualities you want to write home about when you're away at summer camp. 

And we all know the great traits for your male lead to have to endear girls to them. Smouldering eyes. Dimples. Tattoos. Scars. Wicked smile. Low slung jeans. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

In the past, I like to think I've created some amazing guys. Probably because I like my characters how I like my coffee, strong and dark. No, not really. I don't even drink coffee. Though, I do tend to fall in love with the dudes I make up.

The truth is, I try to make them real. Flawed. A bit dark (because no matter how kind and lovely a person is they always have a darker side to them.) Generous. And, most importantly, they don't staunch the female heroine. Ever. They don't try to limit them or take away from her strengths. This is important to me because I like, above everything else, strong female characters, of which I have created at least ten. 

Some are even ruthless. 

But, enough about my women, back to my men. 

More than anything, I like my guys to have a sense of humour. They have to be unique both in their behaviours and the way they appear. It's the first scene and set up that I find most important. It's how the characters meet and interact that will sell the reader on the bloke or turn them off. It's my job to make sure the guy is well-rounded, charismatic and endearing. 

A big job. 

Basically, I have to craft a dreamboat. 

Luckily for me, characterization and fleshing out my dudes is actually something I excel at. Not trying to toot my own horn here, but if you had the chance, you'd fall in love with my guys. All of them. They are all lovely in their own uniquely flawed and fantastic ways. 

Yes, I did stop writing to post this. And now, back to creating a boy girls will swoon over. No pressure. Ha. 

3 Things

Three seems to be this ultra earth shaking number.

Bad things happen in threes, apparently. There were The Three Musketeers. And the Father, Son and Holy Ghost.The phases of life are past, present and future. One, two and three.
Body. Mind. Spirit.
Faith. Hope. Charity.
Animal. Vegetable. Mineral.
Three primary colours.
Three phases of the moon.

See, this is what I end up thinking about when no one is around to distract me.

Right now, I am thinking of the three things I'm most interested in.

First, my window garden:

I know it doesn't look like anything other than a bunch of carrot tops, but that's not the case. Some garlic and beets have also sprouted there. For some, this isn't awing or inspiring. For me, it is. Not only do I look at these living, sprouting, growing things every day and am amazed by it, but I'm also overjoyed to be blessed enough to witness something have new life. These are things I bought to consume. Carrot tops people throw out, beet ends people don't eat, a rotten old garlic. Plunk it in water and -bazaam-new life. It astounds and warms me.

So far my sidekick hasn't complained about how many carrot tops are growing on the sill. And so operations 'see how many carrot tops I can sprout' is underway.

Secondly, found treasures:

What we have here are the treasures I found at Comox Lake yesterday. Some wood. A cool rustic rock with metal around it. A heart shaped rock. Flashy coal. And a rusted railroad spike. Honestly, this word has such cool things. I highly encourage you to open your eyes and actually look around. There is so much free for the taking. If anyone reading this is interested in me sending them a found treasure, so they have something amazing to put on a shelf, then feel free to contact me and I'll see what I can do. Because I am giving.

And last, or thirdly, natures reclaiming things:

 Humans have this weird way of thinking they are all important and cool. Well, the truth is, we don't go on. At least our bodily selves don't. We die and go back into the earth. Nature keeps going. There are buildings and cars, bombed out shelters, nuclear meltdowns, and plant like and creatures survive and exist in these extreme elements. It was like when I went down to Montana and saw the sulphiric hot springs. There were plants growing right up out of them. Anyway, I love to see things like this...

I'm not sure what this used to be, but nature is taking it back. Moss covers the foundation of the structure and trees poke through it. I consider it to be some sort of little fort, but Cumberland, the place in which I live, used to be an old mining town, so I imagine this is some sort of mining plant or station.

And I often see tractors and cars, rusted out at the side of the rode, overtaken by the woods and flora. It makes me happy to see this. Like it doesn't matter that we are here now, eventually our homes and cars and precious belongings will be a part of nature again. 

Here is a bed of a truck someone left behind:

And a vintage car completely covered in moss and grass:

So, what are some of the things piquing your interest these days?