#RomBkLove – Heroes and Heroines


#RomBkLove Day 8: Heroes and Heroines. Who and Why? What is about them?

The flip answer is that heroes are hot and heroines non-existant. LOL. I write M/M; the dearth of heroines is a feature of the genre.

The more honest answer is pretty simple. Heroes/heroines need to be attractive in the eyes of their love interest, care about something outside themselves, and not be passive. That’s it.  No more or less is required. For convenience, I’m using male pronouns but this applies equally to male and female main characters.

Attractiveness isn’t a universally agreed upon standard and heroes often have quirky or unconventional ideas on the topic. The important part is that in the eye of his love interest, our hero is physically alluring and personally engaging. A big muscular hero could fall for a chubby love interest because they don’t feel fragile in the hero’s arms. He could find the love interest’s glasses a turn on because they remind him of the love interest’s witty intelligence. A hero could see beyond his love interest’s asshole nature to their hidden sweetness and insecurity. Individual details don’t really matter much and sometimes it can take a little digging to find a hero’s ‘personally engaging’ bits, but as long as they captivate their love interest, it’s enough.

Caring about something outside themselves is another subjective standard, but a necessary one. Our hero has to have some fundamental thing that motivates him outside of his own self-interest. Protecting his family, helping his friends, defending the innocent, seeking justice, rescuing kittens… something and it doesn’t even have to be the main thing. For example, a billionaire businessman whose drive for wealth and power is as much about preserving his father’s legacy or ensuring his family will never be homeless again as it is his own recompense. And sometimes finding that purpose outside of himself can be the whole focus of a story.

The third criterion is probably the most important. Cherry-picking from Merriam-Webster’s definition, a hero is a person admired for achievements and noble qualities, one who shows great courage or the central figure in an event, period, or movement. By none of those descriptions can a hero be passive. They have to do things and make decisions, even if they’re wrong.  A hero needs to try and fail and try again until he succeeds whether that’s with his love interest or something outside of the romantic relationship. He can’t just accept his love interests rejection, he has to hatch an over-the-top, crazy plan to win his love, overcoming all sorts of obstacles including literally falling on his face at the most critical moment only to stand back up and have another go. A hero with an intolerant, homophobic family has to actively choose between his parents and his love interest and maybe he makes the wrong choice a few times before light dawns on Marblehead. Boring heros are almost always reactionary.

That’s it. To me, those three things are the heart of a good hero or heroine. Everything else is just story specific details.

Gateway to Romance, M/M, and #RomBkLove

I’m in a bit of a writing slump. It happens. Sometimes ideas have to marinate for a while before they’re ready. But I don’t want to get out of the habit or making my word count for the day so when I stumbled on Ana Coqui‘s #RomBkLove Challenge and thought it might work to keep me on track. I doubt I’ll participate every day, but I’m aiming for 3 per week.

Day 1 – Gateway Romance

Family lore says I was born knowing how to read. No one ever taught me, I just knew. According to my parents, one day at three years old I was sitting on the family room floor “reading” a book out loud. It was one of my favorites called The Littlest Ballerina (the book and author have been lost to time) and my mother assumed I’d memorized the book, but every few sentences I’d get up and show my mother the book and ask “What’s this word?” The word was always “ballerina” which unsurprisingly comes up a lot in a book entitled The Littlest Ballerina.  After a bit, she realized that I wasn’t parroting what I’d memorized, I was actually reading the book. She asked me to read from a couple other books and then a few sentences from Better Homes & Gardens… and I read them all. She asked me how I learned to do that and I just shrugged. I was three.

By t9786515he time I was nine, I was reading far, far, far above my grade level and the town librarian didn’t quite know what to do with me. One day she handed me Sue Barton, Student Nurse which is the first of seven in the series and by the end, our fearless heroine is married to the handsome doctor and has four children. The book didn’t challenge me at all but should have had “Welcome to Romancelandia!” tattooed on the cover.

Before I hit eleven, I was completely out of the kiddie section and the librarian was even more flummoxed about what I should be reading. For whatever reason, she thought the nurse/teacher/secretary romances of the 1960s were as close to appropriate the adult fiction section got for a pre-teen and I loved them. I read them literally by the dozen, well the library technically only let me check out 10 books a week, but you know what I Flowers in the Attic (Dollanganger, #1)mean.

The next summer, there was a new sheriff, I mean librarian, in town who took a different position. This new librarian took a dim view of romance and told me flat out I shouldn’t be reading all that “inappropriate drivel”. She went as far as to refuse to allow me to check them out on her watch. Luckily, the other staff didn’t police my reading quite as much. That same year came the VC Andrews classic, Flowers in the Attic was smuggled to me by a friend via her older sister. The book was actually completely inappropriate for a twelve-year-old, but it set me on the path to more contemporary and explicit romances than I was allowed at the library.

This is where we enter the era of Annie’s Book Swap. I rode my bike all over the place scouring yard sales and library book sale tables for books that would cost me pennies on the dollar and I’d generally make money (ie book credit) recycling them at Annie’s Book Swap for the romances I really wanted. What can I say? I was an entrepreneurial kid. Annie’s introduced me to Joanna Lindsey, Jude Devereaux, Kathleen Woodwiss, Catherine Coulter… and so many more.

My journey to M/M romance came much later and was the same as it is for a lot of people. For anyone who stumbled in here accidentally, M/M is shorthand for romances featuring two men. I voraciously read zillions of romance novels for a long time and then in the early d2536103ays of my first Kindle, I discovered a couple free M/F/M (ie 2 men and a woman with no interplay between the men) menage romances from Samhain and went searching for more which quickly led to M/M/F (ie with interplay between the men) romances and finally M/M.  Honestly, I can’t remember what the first M/M romance I read was. I binged for like a month, spending a lot of money I could ill afford at the time. The first I do remember specifically was Caught Running by Madeline Urban & Abigail Roux, which is a good read, but when folks ask me where to start with M/M romance, I have a few hip-pocket recommendations. In no particular order:

There are others I recommend if someone’s looking for something particular, but that’s my intro to M/M romance list.

And now I’ve written one of my own, Where I Belong will be out May 27th from JMS Books.


Available for pre-order at HERE at JMS-Books and HERE at Amazon and will be available for FREE from Kindle Unlimited.