A Tarnished Character
Great big revelation coming.
Are you ready for it? Drumroll Please. I’ve not been even close to perfect in
my *clears throat* 40 years on this earth. I’m sure there are several people
that would love to back me up on that.
As a matter of fact, there
are several people in my life who think the genre I choose to write in
demonstrates this lack of perfection. On this particular point I disagree and I
salute the haters with my middle finger. That’s for another blog post though.
In our lack of perfection
Brad, the main character in A Tarnished Strength, and I are very much alike. So
many times the heroes in books come across as these perfect people who don’t
have any real problems. I can’t relate to people like that and I’m pretty sure
none of us really can.
Now that doesn’t take away
from the fact that those types of perfect characters are fun to read about on
occasion. I love escaping into a book with a hot alpha male or males, plural,
because sometimes one is not enough. Escapism pretty much sums up the Lakehouse
Series actually.
The characters in the
Pickleville Series are a different matter though, most especially Brad. When
he’s first introduced he’s a homophobic drunk who beats up Jaron McAllister
with a baseball bat. After book two I figured out he wasn’t so one dimensional
as just being the bad guy in the series. He has things he needs to work out for
himself. He has two brothers that rely on him and the security he provides.
When he loves someone he loves completely, as he does his brothers.
This type of person I can
relate too as a human being. He may not be perfect, but he’s not a bad guy. At
some point we all have to say, “fuck it” and love ourselves despite our
imperfections. Hell, a few of mine I’ve even embraced.