Okay, I'm not exactly the grinch when it comes to Valentine's Day, but at times, I feel like I'm dang close. It's never been a favorite of mine, mostly because I haven't found that certain someone that I want to be with for the rest of my life. I'm not necessarily begrudging others their happiness, but V-Day can be a tad neh-neh-neh-neh to all the singletons in the world. Nothing worse than watching other women receiving beautiful boutiques of flowers, gifts, etc etc all day long. Especially when you KNOW nothing is going to be delivered to you.
What's worse is that the day almost begins to make you despise the idea of being single--or see yourself as abnormal because you're actually...well, kinda happy most of the time. For that 24 hours every year, you're SUPPOSED to want to be in love. Well, whatever, yo. It makes me want to get all kinds o' street, saying, "I don't need no man to make me happy!" (Complete with a snap of the fingers and a neck roll. (g))
Anyway, where am I going with this? This is probably a horrible segue, but the whole love fest I bore witness to yesterday got me to thinking about relationships. Mostly about how for that one day a year, EVERYONE is MADLY in love. Their partner can do no wrong, they've never had an unhappy moment. In short, everything is bliss.
*Insert a big eye roll here* And a loud chuckle. Yeah, we all have those blinders on moments. I do, too.
But love, reeeeeeal love isn't perfect. We all have things about ourselves that annoy the hell out of our partners. We all have personality quirks that make our loved ones want to slam their heads in the car door. We make weird noises in our sleep, emit strange smells, have bad table manners (gah, sauce globbed in the corner of someone's mouth is SO disgusting)...we say the wrong things at the wrong times and in the wrong company (foot meet mouth)...we have that one joke that we just can't let go of, and which is slowly making our partner's brain bleed out of his/her ears because they can't stand to hear it even one more single time.
In short, there are times when you look at the person beside you and think, "W.T.F.?
But just as those things can annoy the hell out of you, they also make your partner the person that they are. And sometimes, their quirks are what make you love them so dang much.
In my opinion, we need to bring these quirks into our novels. The dashing hero without so much as a propensity to ever lose his shit over something the heroine does or says isn't real. Everyone gets on everyone's nerves at one time or another. If your hero thinks EVERYTHING your heroine does is cute and amusing, and just so dang special, gah.... You need to come back to planet earth and remember that to be human is to be annoying as all hell sometimes. It's what puts the character in our characters.
So, I want everyone to dig deep and find a small snip to share that highlights some disgusting/annoying moment that one of your characters experiences at the hands of his/her loved one. And to up the ante a bit, the one that I subjectively think does the best job of amusing/disgusting/annoying me, wins a Free MYSTERY Book! I'll announce the winner next week -- so get your snips in NOW! :)
ETA: If you're not a writer, dig up an excerpt from your favorite book.
A couple from me:
I awoke with my nose pressed into Gabe’s armpit. It wasn’t exactly the nicest way to start the day.
Maddy and Gabe, FAKING IT
I heard the scratch of Caleb’s lighter and found myself glaring at his lit cigarette with outright hatred. Everything in my wardrobe smelled like smoke; my hair smelled like smoke, even my skin seemed to be infused with the lingering effects of Marlboro’s, no matter how hard I scrubbed.
“That’s a disgusting habit,” I said, whipping the page of my book. He didn’t answer. I rolled my neck, trying to work out the kinks, but my annoyance only intensified as the seconds ticked by. When I looked up, he was engrossed in the pages before him, seemingly oblivious to my discomfort.
“I heard you,” Caleb said, flicking his ashes into the soda can he was using as an ashtray. That done, he took another long drag.
I bit my lip and fumed in silence. At least he had blown the smoke in the other direction.
Makenna and Caleb WALKING IN SHADOW
YOUR turn! Who's first? :)