Watched a movie the other day, and as soon as this one female character walked on screen and spoke a few lines, I knew she was going to be one of the bad guys.
I was so disappointed, really. She was confident, sexy, and intelligent. She was deffered to by the men she spoke to and the implication I came away with at first was that it was because she was smart and took no bullshit.
Alas. She's one of the baddies.
Sex appeal, time and time again, is one of the easiest ways to tell when a female character is good or bad. Particularly, if the woman is aware of and able (willing) to use her sex appeal to her own ends.
Some how, it's okay for the suave stud-muffin male lead to make the ladies swoon. But it's not okay for a sexy woman to turn heads and be pleased with it.
It's a little disappointing because I know this sort of culture is going to make it hard for Bo Fexler to find a publisher for her novels. But it's also empowering because I know I have something different. Something that does have an audience.
In fact, I just got another story accepted. It's nice to know that even after a long drought, I still have the ability to write things that (some) publishers want. The trick, I suppose, is finding the right ones.
What do you tell yourself to keep going?
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That it's that or death.
Hey, you're not gonna do the flash fiction/ Not that there's anything wrong with that.
I always try to remember J.K. Rowling was rejected something like twelve times because publishers didn't think there was a market for it. I also try to remember Chandler was 51 when THE BIG SLEEP was published. When I'm in my fifties, I will remember Grandma Moses began painting in her seventies and lived to be 101.
I ditto on David's comment. A writer keeps writing and submitting and eventually there will be a spot for your story.
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