Have you read The Rejectionist's
review of Maggie Stiefvater's book, Shiver? I don't know about you, but the first child-free moment I get, I'm going to rush to the bookstore and pick up a copy for myself. The Rejectionist wasn't exactly complementary of Stiefvater's style of writing or character development; on the contrary, the review was rather scathing and critical of the book's main character, Grace, calling her "even more insipid and insulting than Stephenie Meyer's Bella." Ouch! I've never heard of Maggie Stiefvater, but now I'm dying to read her books just to see what all the bad press is about.
It's reviews like that, however, that make me wonder 1.) how I can identify with angst-ridden teens such as Bella, and, 2.) if I'm doomed to create female characters who supposedly need a male to prop them up.
1. I've read the Twilight saga three times in less than a year and have since lost track of how many times I've seen the movie. I don't apologize for it. I'm also on my second run-through of the Sookie Stackhouse novels and totally hooked on HBO's True Blood. But why? What can I say other than I'm totally enraptured with vampire lore? I have been since before my tween years, and that fascination is growing to include other creatures of the paranormal realm. And Steifvater's latest book seems right up my alley. A life in which my love interest has the potential to literally love me to death is twisted, yes, but also very romantic. It's dangerous and unstable and volatile and . . . completely effed up. I like it!
If I had to choose which character I'm most like, Bella or Sookie, I'd have to choose Bella. I was that teenager (okay, young woman of 21) who basically dropped everything (school, family, friends) for true love. Granted, I wasn't running off with a vampire, but I'm sure there were some who were ready to stake my much-older man. Nearly eleven years of marriage and three kids later, however, and all is well in my world. But I'm certain my self-esteem was such that I would have willingly allowed a vampire to seduce me at sixteen, seventeen, or eighteen years old had the opportunity presented itself. If you're not feeling that unconditional love on the home front, why be picky about who does show an interest, especially when the packaging is so enticing as Edward Cullen, Bill Compton, or Eric Northman? (or shape-shifters and werewolves)
Like I said, completely effed up. I know denying who you are for the sake of love is wrong and weak, but it's also unstoppable. Love has the ability to make one act irrationally and, if anything were to happen to my real-life human husband, I'd probably curl up on the forest floor to die or, given that I live in Ithaca, go jump into a gorge.
Even though I'm older and wiser these days, there's still a part of me that identifies with those types of girls who would sacrifice who they are and everything they know for that crazy little thing called love. Bella surrenders to Edward (rather, he saves her life by turning her into a vampire, and then she turns around and ends up saving everyone else in the end). And even though wolf-boy Jacob might be the better, healthier choice for her, she can't deny her feelings for Edward. Even spunky, self-sufficient Sookie is powerless against the vamps. Will she choose Bill or Eric? What about shape-shifter Sam or Quinn, or werewolf Alcide? Are there any humans at all in Bon Temps that Sookie might settle down with? Me thinks not.
2.) And then I get to thinking about Sarah, the main character of the books on which I'm currently working. Have I created a wuss, a girl who is so unsure of herself she needs a boy to define who she is? I don't think so, or at least I hope not. Sarah is vulnerable and uncertain and self-conscious and everything that most teenage girls are, but she also (unwillingly) finds herself in a position of power. She has a love interest, yes, but her pining for him does not exceed what is normal for most girls her age (Bella excluded). After all, she's got bigger fish to fry. But even more so, Sarah's boyfriend, Adrian, is the type of guy who's not going to hog the spotlight. He's not the main focus of my books, anyway; Sarah is. I'm telling the story of her life, not the story of her love life.
I'm going to read Shiver and then write my own review. Perhaps I'll agree with The Rejectionist, and maybe I won't. But I'll tell you this, I hope and pray that should my works-in-progress ever go to print, they never end up on The Rejectionist's desk. Or I grow a thicker skin before they do. ;-)