Monday, December 04, 2006

Manly Men

There's nothing I hate more in a book than a hero who sounds like a woman. You all know what I'm talking about - those heroes female authors come up with, the ones who sound like "us"; who say the things "we" would say; who act like, well, "we" do. Come on, men are not women - Thank God, or the world would be really boring - and they don't think the way we do. They don't notice details like women do, they don't spend hours worrying about what others think of them, they speak plainly and don't play games, and sex for them is just that - sex. Sure, they fall in love, they feel deep emotions, but they don't spend hours analyzing those emotions like women tend to do.

So how do you know if you're writing a real man or your ideal-womanly-image of a man? The first thing you need to do is read your hero's internals and ask yourself if his thinking sounds like something a guy would say. Would Indiana Jones say it? What about Fox Mulder, or Ray Barone or James Bond or Jack Bauer or Han Solo or John McClane? All are manly men who were involved in one (or more) romances in their day. Even though it's an internal, you have to put yourself in a guy's shoes. Here's a good example. A few weeks ago I put on a pair of low-rise, flare, faded blue jeans and a ribbed, V-neck, olive green, button down sweater. I then asked my DH to describe what I was wearing. He came back with - tight jeans that show off your belly button and a green cleavage-shot sweater. See the difference? Men don't notice the little details women pick up on. When describing setting or characters in the male POV, err on the side of less-is-more. A guy might notice a woman's sparkling green eyes, but he wouldn't call them aquamarine or chartreuse or malachite (unless he's big into minerals). He'll relate things he sees to things he knows - for example, he might say her sparkling green eyes were the exact shade of the Green Monster in Fenway park, or (if he's rich) the deep green of a dollar bill or an exotic emerald. Keep your descriptions to a minimum when writing from the guy's POV.

The second thing to do is read your hero's dialogue outloud. Could you see your DH saying those same things? Your brother? If you're not sure, ask a guy to read it for you. He'll immediately tell you if you're on base or if you've totally missed the mark. Men get their point across in about half the amount of words women use to say the same thing. So when writing a guy, cut about fifty percent of the words you would use and you're on the right track. If you're inclined to have your guy say something like, "The situation is too dangerous. The sun's setting, your stalker's still out there somewhere, and you haven't slept in a week. It's just too risky to step outside even for a breath of fresh air." Instead try, "No way. You're not going anywhere on my watch." A man generally won't elaborate or give away information unless prodded.

Real men don't profess their love unless they're pretty sure they're going to get the same in return. I hate reading books where the hero's head-over-heels in love with the heroine and tells her right up front. Generally, men are cautious, keep things inside, don't say too much unless they absolutely have to. I've read some great books where the hero has come out and said they were going to marry the heroine right away, often in a comedic or overwhelming attraction sort of way, but the real emotions, the real words don't come until much much later. When they know the other person and are pretty sure the same will be returned, or unless for some reason they're desperate to get through to the other person and they think that's an acceptable risk. Be cautious about where you put that profession of love - too early and it won't be believable from a real guy.

Guys think about sex. There's no other way to say it. The first time they're with a woman, they aren't thinking about tomorrow or next week or forever by any means. They're thinking about right now and what happens as soon as they can get the woman's clothes off. I think this is one of the reasons you need to have more than one love scene in your books. The first is exploration - and let's say it plainly - generally it's all about sex, about touching and feeling and new sensations. The second should show the growth of the relationship, the building of emotions, the moment when one (or both) realize this other person is "the one". If it happens right away - no matter how emotional your hero is on the inside - it's not realistic for a guy. At least not any guy I know.

Of course, there are exceptions to these points, and it all depends on what kind of male you're writing. Betas are going to be more in-tune to their emotions, but really, how many beta males are there in romance novels? Do most women want a man who sounds and acts and thinks like a woman? Judging from the amount of Alpha male romances out there, I'd guess the answer to that question is no. Likewise, some men are talkers. I happen to be married to one. He can talk for hours about sports or work or politics. And that's okay. But he doesn't go on for hours about emotions, he doesn't analyze his feelings, and I can't get him to expand his horizons and gab about topics that are of no interest to him. So when writing a guy, figure out where his interests lie, and develop his character from there. He might be able to talk about college football for hours and hours even if all the heroine does is nod her head now and then and pretend to listen. In that instance, the whole 'men use less words than women' rule doesn't apply.

So here's the question(s) of the day: How do you write believable men? What tricks do you use to keep your guys from sounding like girls?

And here's the exercise for Monday: The hero and heroine from your current wip walk into a strip club. Write a paragraph describing what your heroine sees. Write another paragraph describing what your hero sees. Share with the rest of us. Looking forward to reading what you all come up with!

10 comments:

Paty Jager said...

I grew up surrounded by guys. Two brothers and the family we did everything with had 5 boys - no girls. So I grew up around testosterone and grunts! LOL I really don't do that much other than be in their POV and try to keep the conversation short and the emotions on a leash. But my guys still have more emotions than they should some times. I think.

Okay, this is kind of hard to do the assignment. I'm not sure there were strip joints in 1887.

"That's shameful! How could she... you know." The woman didn't have a stitch of clothing on and she - Maeve bit her lip and looked for a way to get out of the establishment. Why did Zeke bring her here? The woman on the stage smiled painted red lips and winked at the men ogling her like a plate full of steak and potatoes. Oh, disgusting that man was actually drooling! Her stomach rolled, and she pushed through the men to find a door and fresh air.

Zeke smiled. The lady dancing on stage was comely and had a body a man could easily wrap his arms around and enjoy. She definitely had the attention of the men in the room. And him. Her breasts bobbed as she moved and gyrated her ample hips. A man would have to be dead not to respond to that. Someone bumped into him. He shook his head, pulling his attention from the stage.

Damn! He forgot about Maeve.

chanceofbooks said...

In my WIP, I have a fairly beta hero. He's been beta since my first idea, but I'm thinking on the rewrite, he's going to have to get slightly more alpha. I KNOW I'm going to have substantially reduce his wordage-- he sounds too close to one of her friends right now.

When I was revising my YA, it worked for me to filter the hero's words through a celebrity double--I used Dean from Gilmore Girls--and asked myself could I imagine the writers giving Dean similar dialogue? Would a Dean-type hero talk like this?

The YA was easier in this respect too b/c its first person. It's the internals in the current book that are tripping me up--I know that a guy really doesn't take the time to sort out their feelings, but as the writer and grand dictator of their thoughts, I feel compelled to do it for them, to explain and justify, give reasons. One thing I'm trying is to let the dialogue show more of what's going on in his head--but again I know I'm skirting the too wordy issue.

Great post and lots of fodder for thought.

chanceofbooks said...

Oh. There was an exercise.

The loud music and lack of windows made Gen instantly claustrophobic. She tried pretending that she was Viv and that this was a fun, sexy adventure. It was no use. Her dollar bills were staying put in her wallet and her eyes were staying trained on the sticky floor.

She had to shout to be heard over the pulsating bow-chicka-bow music. "They really need to hire a better cleaning crew."

Dan laughed. "That's not a big priority at these type of joints."

Gen instantly bristled. "Well it should be. I think I'll just stand, if you don't mind."

#

The smell of rank beer was everywhere. On stage, a bored bottle blonde gyrated while her tits stayed still. "Not even worth drawing," Dan thought and continued to look for Mr. X.

The abundance of female flesh had momentarily distracted him from Gen. She looked like she was being led to an execution.

"This is supposed to be fun?" she asked.

"Now might be a good time to apologize for men everywhere," he replied.

Karen Duvall said...

Paty and Wavy, what great examples! You're a tough act to follow.

I try to think like a guy when I write from the male POV, but I make many of the obvious mistakes you mention, Ely. Which is why I run stuff by my husband. However, he doesn't have the typical male mindset being one of those sensitive new-age guys (aka beta). For example, if he knows I'm getting a haircut that day, he'll always greet me with "Your hair looks nice," though I know he can't tell that I've done anything. If I shaved my head bald, that would be different (not happening in this century). He's real good at saying whatever he thinks I want to hear and will avoid conflict at all costs. Typical male behavior.

My hero in DG is a gamma guy. 8^) He's a professional psychologist so he does tend to go on about cult behavior and history as he tries to educate the heroine. That's his job, and it's the job he's doing for her as a cult intervention specialist. Other than that, he doesn't say much. But he is sensitive and thinks more with the head on his shoulders than the one between his legs. Ahem.

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Lyssa strode through the bar, head held high, and it suddenly registered that all eyes were focused on the bimbo up on stage and not on her. She gave the red head -- obviously not her natural color according to where all eyes were focused -- a cursory glance. The woman up there wasn't so hot. Lyssa sucked in her gut and pulled back her shoulders for maximum boob effect. No use. Not a single head turned her way.

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Dylan swaggered between tables where he assumed people were seated. He saw only one thing. Whoa, baby. Check out the rack on that chick. Were those real?

Karen

Alice Sharpe said...

You guys are all so good at this!!!

I, too, make the too many words for a typical guy mistake on occasion and in rewrite, pare down the hero's comments. After reading your blog, Eli--which was, as usual, well written, well thought out and interesting--I got cold feet about the book I just sent in. Guess we all know what I'll be doing to the hero's speech and thought patterns when the galleys wing their way back.

Believe it or not, I have found the Harry Potter books to contain very good examples for male vs female speech. Hermione thinks something and says it. Feels something and expresses it. Ron and Harry, on the other hand, often feel abused, threatened, angry, terrified, etc. and seldom say a single word about it. Interesting.

Now for the challenge. Wish you guys didn't set the bar so damn high:

Julia--

Where was Will? She'd give him another five minutes, then she'd take off without him. Sipping her coke--she couldn't drink this close to flying--she watched the stripper on the stage above her wiggle out of her underwear and gyrate to the music, eyes closed, mouth open. Interesting career choice. Lots of benefits if you enjoyed second hand smoke and pole burns in private places. Damn, where was Will?


Will--

Lucky thing it was too dark for the bouncer at the door to see Will's blood soaked sleeve. Will grunted a greeting, handed over the ten dollar cover charge and staggered to the back where he leaned against the wall and scanned the room for Julia. There she was, sitting at the foot of the stage, seemingly oblivious to the near naked woman spinning her pasties a mere three feet away. The girl had talent. An ill thought smile cracked his lip. He wiped the blood away with the back of his hand and made his way toward Julia.

Paty Jager said...

Wow! You have all done good! :)

And once again - the different voices! I love reading these examples just to see what everyone comes up with and hear their voice in the writing.

So will this scene be in the book?? It made me think I could pretty easily put a bar scene with a prostitute lap dancing the hero with the heroine sitting there - or they could go into a house of ill repute because they are going to be on the hunt for someone who would frequent such places. Hmmm... Need to get writing!

Elisabeth Naughton said...

Wow, you girls are all so good! What a great group of writers.

Paty, ROFL. See the ideas you can get from the blog? I expect to see a strip club scene in your next book. ;)

Wavy - loved your last line. Yes, I hope he does apologize for men everywhere (not that it would last, but still...)

Karen, I think Gamma's make the best husbands. Mine also knows what to say to avoid conflict. LOL Loved loved LOVED the way your heroine was trying to drag attention to herself in the strip club. So totally what a woman would do!

Alice - great point about the Harry Potter books. The difference in POV is obviously evident amidst the teen genders too, huh? And you're so totally a suspense writer...love how you pulled the bloody arm into your example.

And Piper...I'm ROFLMAO. My example just went right down the toilet. Loved your "story".

Piper's right, all your voices rang through in the examples again. Great job, ladies!

chanceofbooks said...

Love everyone's examples

Danita Cahill said...

Okay, just now seriously at my internet computer for the first time today...

This is hard, Elisabeth. I never thought about my hero or heroine going to a strip bar.

Kevin leads me by the hand thorugh the front doors of Beaver's Unlimited. What a name. What a place. The air is thicker than coastal fog in here. The blonde woman on stage, dancing with a pole between her legs, looks like someone I would've avoided in high school. I wonder what led her to choose such a profession? Was she sexually abused as a child, or is she a drug addict, willing to do anything to support her habit? I can't imagine any woman in her right mind, choosing to pursue this lifestyle. Kevin leads me to a table and pulls out a chair. He waits nearby until a cocktail waitress comes to take out order. Kevin glances at the woman on stage. I'm amazed when he doesn't stare like most of the other men surrounding me. When a waitress, with a name badge "Tiffy" comes by our table, Kevin's gaze nestles between the crevace where her push-up bra and her uniform collide. Kevin clears his throat, tears his eyes away from the waitresses' cleavage and orders me a Diet Coke, mixed with Sprite and a shot of root beer. "I'll be right back," he says to me, and strides across the room.

He hated to bring Dianne into a place like this. He knew it wasn't a place she'd feel comfortable. But right now, her safety depended on him. He couldn't let her out of his sight, and he needed to find Kenny the Hammer. He needed to know what happened to Travis. Kevin was used to these type of places. He'd arrested the pole-dancing blonde with the big jugs on drug charges at least three times. She was a hell cat on wheels to handcuff and haul in when she was wired too. The cocktail waitress, now she was new. She had a nice rack. He wondered what her drug of choice was. Eventually he'd probably find out, charge her with possesion, haul her downtown. He wanted to hurry with his business and get Dianne the hell out of here.

Elisabeth Naughton said...

Nice, Danita. :) I like how the suspense writers all add in elements of intrigue.