I’ve been catching up lately on a series I absolutely adore from an author that to my knowledge is never mentioned in any of the Facebook groups I belong to. That is a crying shame.
I started following Rosalyn Wraight many years ago when I was gobbling up every single lesbian fiction novel I could get my hands on. Fortunately, for me, I did the intelligent thing and signed up for her newsletter and mailing list. This has enabled me to receive notifications when a new book in her Lesbian Adventure Club, Dykes Who Dare (DWD) series comes out.
Don’t you just love that series title? I mean, who wouldn’t want to read about daring Dykes or a Lesbian Adventure Club. Here’s the thing…this series is not about action-packed fighting or ass-kicking women unless you count the kind of supportive ass kicking they do for each other. It reminds me of when I lived on Whidbey Island and had my own “gang” of women. There were 13 of us at our friend’s home birth and we jokingly referred to ourselves as “the coven”. The most recent book in the series brings back fond memories of that day when my adopted nephew was born. I miss them so much because I haven’t found that same camaraderie since I moved from the Island. I’ve come close with many FB pals, but it’s not the same when you can’t hang with them in person.
The series is about the emotional trials and tribulations around family, a chosen family. And this is especially timely for me as I struggle with my own family dynamics. There are ten main characters in the series and I’ll be honest, sometimes I get them mixed up. However, the narrator of the series and probably 3-5 other characters are easy to remember and get to know on a level that goes beyond the superficial. That is what makes this such a great series. The evolution and development of these characters allow the reader to step into their world and feel something. Really feel something for them.
I got to thinking about the main character, the narrator, and I had an aha moment. More than any other character, I relate to her. She has a serious lack of self-confidence, is awkward at times, often describes herself as a wuss, and wonders how she managed to snag the beautiful cheerleader. So where is the aha moment?
Okay…try to follow my logic. Lately, we hear more of a roar about writers creating characters more like us, ie not the perfect, beautiful, 6-pack abs leading ladies, but flawed, not physically perfect, human beings. Why? Because we want to see people like us getting their happily ever after. I’m going to take this a step further. I love the main character, Kate, in the series and because I love this character who is so much like me and so flawed, I can love myself…flaws be damned. That’s what writers can do for us. They can write characters that evolve and allow us to love ourselves when we fall in love with those characters so much like us.
Who did you fall in love with that you can relate to? Are you on my mailing list so you don’t ever miss my future novels (he he he…shameless self-promotion moment)? By the way, following this blog, does not automatically put you on the mailing list (sorry I haven’t figured it all out yet, but do know that little fact). Want to hear more about this and other random thoughts I have…join me on the Writer’s Block I’ll answer anything with the same unfiltered awkwardness that I never seem to avoid! Tomorrow at 11:00a CST. Here’s the link: Annette Mori on Writer’s BlockI do hope there is some character you can relate to and fall in love with. Feel free to check out my novels and find one! You know the drill…click one of the links below…Oh, and a quick reminder about Unconventional Lovers coming NEXT WEEK – hands down the best book I’ve ever written! Video trailer coming soon!
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I’m trying to include more characters who are more like “the rest of us” in my books, too, because not everyone has the lithe body of a dancer or the bouncy breasts of a pinup model. 😀
I know, right! Try the sagging breasts of a woman with numerous years on the planet!
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