I hate Edward Cullen.
Okay, maybe hate is too
strong a word. Allow me to rephrase—Edward Cullen is NOT the guy for
me. He’s too…I don’t know…perfect? Vanilla?
Mr.-I-always-say-and-do-the-right-thing? Maybe I’m difficult to please or
something, but I look for so much more than that in a man—whether he’s in my
life or in my books.
So, now that we’ve
established that I don’t want to write, read about, or cohabitate with the
“perfect guy,” what kind of guy do I want? What makes a man heroic in my
eyes and, thereby, worth my time? And why do I like Jasper so much more
than Edward or Jacob? Those are tough questions. I’ve learned (by
lots of trial and error, bless my heart) that I don’t want an easygoing,
life-is-a-breeze kind of dude. (Although, through thirteen years of
marriage, I’ve regretted that about myself more than once. Sigh.) Anyway,
let’s see if I can put into words what I feel about what makes a man a hero in
real life and on the page—
1. He must
challenge me:
Someone worthy of my time should not only accept
me for who I am but also challenge me to be better. (Notice I’m not
saying he should want me to change or be a different person…just encourage the
best parts of me while calling me out where and when I may suck—not that I ever
do…)
2. He also needs to
listen to me:
This doesn’t mean he has to agree with everything
I say or give me everything I want. No, he just has to try to understand
what I’m communicating to him without judgment. (Again, notice that I’m
not saying he has to agree with all the words dripping from my lips—just appreciate
their importance to me.)
3. This man should
be passionate:
Whether he’s on a battlefield, in a classroom, or
atop the corporate ladder, a man worth loving has got to be fierce about
something besides me—while still being totally crazy about me. (There’s
room for all of that, right?)
4. He’s got to have
flaws, too, dang it:
If my guy were perfect, he wouldn’t need
me. What would I bring to the relationship if I couldn’t challenge
him? I’d feel useless, weak, and superfluous. And, honestly, a girl
needs to be the hero at least once in a while (okay, maybe most of the while).
5. Dark and twisty
(metaphorically speaking) is the only way to go:
The undamaged soul is beautiful and rare.
It’s also not what I’m looking for. I’m not interested in a guy who
doesn’t know what it is to suffer or fight to survive. Those (mostly
healed) scrapes and bruises are what make him worthwhile and let me know that,
come what may, he’ll stand by my side armed with the experience necessary to
fight all that comes at us. Battle scarred men have won wars and lived to
deal with the aftermath. They won’t melt into a puddle of blubbering goo
when life hands us a crappy deal, leaving me to do all the fighting alone.
So, now that I’m done
pretending all my heroines are me and bored everyone to tears with my list of
demands concerning what both fictional and non-fictional males should be, what
is it you HATE to see in a hero? (Oh, and please don’t tell me it’s all
of the stuff on my list because…well…then you’d have no reason to buy my books,
seeing as every one of my precious men is damaged, tough, and
so-easy-yet-so-hard to love. And that would make me sad. Very, very
sad.)
Title: THE BROKEN
Publisher: Black Opal Books
Date
Published: January 18, 2014
Genre: YA Paranormal
Word
Count: 60,000
Born into a family of
Guardians—extraordinarily gifted humans who battle demons to protect mortal
souls—seventeen year old Rose Kazin is relieved that she shows no signs of
being blessed with her family’s supernatural talents. When she and her father figure, an age old
celestial Warrior, are horribly wounded in a demonic ambush, Rose awakens to
find a younger Warrior, Ouriel, has volunteered to stand in as her
protector. She rails against his
presence, but Ouriel seems interested in only one thing—teaching Rose how to
protect herself from the demons she was never supposed to fight.
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Excerpt:
I
didn’t notice the demons until one had his arm clamped around my throat.
Choking, I looked around and saw we were surrounded.
Without
thinking, I reached for the knife at my back. Instinct and training took over,
and I slammed the blade into the abdomen of the demon holding me. He dropped to
the ground. I turned to stab him a few more times, to keep him out of the fight
a bit longer, and ran for Miriam and Ouriel. My sister was rapidly firing off arrow
after arrow, sinking as many as left her quiver into demon flesh.
But
more kept popping in all around us.
I
can’t say how many demons I cut and sliced with my knife and nails to get to my
sister and my Warrior, but I got through enough to guard their backs. Finally,
the three of us stood together, facing down the enemy. Ouriel slipped me his
knife, and both of my hands became deadly. Behind me and out of breath, he
shouted, “Miriam, get Rose out of here! Run for Ishmael’s house. I will cover
you!”
“No
way!” I yelled back. “I’m not leaving you!”
Ouriel
decapitated two more of the demons rushing him. “You must.”
“No!”
I screamed and took down one of my own, kicking and jabbing her into a bloody
pulp.
“We
can’t hold them all off,” Miriam panted. “And I have to save you at all costs.”
Ouriel
spun and, in one fluid move, gored a demon and pushed me through the opening
toward Ishmael’s house.
Author
Bio:
Julia
Joseph taught Theatre for nine years in Texas middle and high schools, where
she wrote and produced three original plays for her students. In 2011, Joseph left teaching to devote all
of her energy to her own children and to writing a novel. She earned her B. A. in English Literature
and Language with a focus in Drama from St. Mary’s University in San Antonio,
Texas.
Joseph
spends most of her free time reading, writing, and chauffeuring her kids
between activities. She lives happily
with her husband and two children wherever the Army happens to station them.
Website/blog: www.juliajoseph.net
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Twitter: @juliajoseph7
What a heart-pumping excerpt Yikes, I'm fully awake without having had my coffee...about your list - I'd add that he listens but doesn't feel he has to take over the situation. Sometimes men think they have to act, when all women want is a compassionate shoulder. Great post!
ReplyDeleteThank you! And I love your addition. We just need to feel heard and like our man is on our side.
DeleteHi Julia,
ReplyDeleteThank you for participating in My Kind of Hero. It's wonderful having you today with me on the Snarkology. :-)
Thank YOU, Melissa. I appreciate the opportunity and your hard work!
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