I’m throwing away my Hero (hells yea)
August 6th, 2009
I’m 75% finished with my “Cherry Girls Flower Boys: Gloria + Tae” e-books. In fact, the end is so close, I can lick it with the tip of my tongue.
So too bad I’m re-doing the 40 pgs I’ve basically had a nervous breakdown in order to write.
She’s just not that into you
What can I say? I’m totaly not feeling Tae, the hero of the story.
There’s nothing technically wrong with him – especially in terms of pure hawtness. When I saw the below pictures, I was like, “homina homina, THIS IS TAE!”
So, the Tae in my story is eminently gorgeous. But, it seems that relying on only looks is insufficient, especially in fiction.
Booooooooring. Bland. Just…bleck
I have this theory: if I’m not madly in love with the hero, then the story is dead.
If I don’t want to throw my panties at him, then why should I put anyone else through the agony of reading about him?
I’m just not in love with Tae. He doesn’t move me. He doesn’t make me daydream about his voice, his smile.
If I’m not regressing back to being a teenage girl, then I gotta throw him away.
*sigh* this writing racket is squeezing my balls. If you know what I mean.
