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Writing frustrations

  • Apr. 2nd, 2009 at 6:25 AM
lynx
I usually pride myself on being able to put myself into the heads of my characters. I like to think it makes me more able to make them real people, even those who appear for a brief sentence or paragraph. Yet I have some areas that apparently I'm blind to.

For example, in my current WIP, I have a male character. I try to make him think the way I think a man thinks, but apparently men think of sex more than I do. At least, that's what a couple of my (female) beta readers tell me. Now, I realize that men and women do, to some extent, have differing priorities, but surely not so much as all that. I can understand the adolescent fixation on sex, what with having to deal with newly raging hormones, but surely eventually even men outgrow that particular thought process?

This particular story isn't about sex. This particular story is about exploration, about one's past catching up with one, and about growth. I don't particularly want to put in gratuitous sex scenes. I don't like reading them in other authors' works; I certainly don't want them in mine. Sexual tension, perhaps, but not the act.

Ah well, I'll work it out. Eventually. Maybe. Meh.

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[info]spcpthook wrote:
Apr. 2nd, 2009 01:45 pm (UTC)
You're assuming men grow up. *grin* Bought my husband a hat a couple years back that read; Growing old Mandatory, Growing up Optional...But your post reads like your beta readers are saying the male character would think about sex more (and I'm with them on that assessment) However thinking about it doesn't mean he's gonna get it. In fact thinking about it and not getting it can lead to lots of sexual tension without the gratuitous sex scenes.
[info]malkatsheva wrote:
Apr. 2nd, 2009 06:20 pm (UTC)
Evidence from men of my acquaintance, including my brutally honest husband, suggests that men NEVER grow out of being obsessed with sex. Pretty much think about it at least 3 or 4 times an hour until they die. Pretty much look at every woman they see and think, yeah, I'd hit that in a New York minute. Pretty much are dogs through-and-through, even the nice ones, even the civilized ones, even our own dads. Dogs.
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