I hate when people get embarrassed. Seriously, I can’t handle it. I I’m not sure exactly why–but if I see someone in a particularly uncomfortable situation, my whole body hurts for them. I dislike it so very much that I have trouble spelling the word. It’s pretty much the only thing I have to look up every time I want to write it–and I avoid it just so I don’t get it wrong.
Even if it’s just television, I still get all stress-freaked and change the channel. Yeah, I am seriously that big of a dork. The thing is, I don’t really mind being embarrassed all that much. I am totally one of those attention seeking types, and I’ll take it however I can get it–but if it’s a stranger, (or worse–someone I actually know) I want to rescue them.
So, here’s the problem… I have trouble putting my characters in embarrassing situations. And, when I do finally put them in one, I rush it up to get it over with so they can go back to their normal, non-embarrassing situations. No one likes to see their characters hurt–even though that’s many times what makes a great book.
So, today I vow to revel in those moments. My heart might break a little for them, but that’s okay–because my characters are strong enough to get past it.
