Male Brains Versus Female Brains

Ya'll, I'm still dancing on the ceiling from my news with LSB. Got my contract in an email yesterday, and I'll be sending it off today. Happy, happy dance.

Part of what makes writing fictional characters so challenging is the difference in the way men and women think. As a woman, I have to write my male characters in a believable way. If he and the heroine are in danger, he's not going to be paying attention to the way her hair curls around her face or be thinking about how he should've put curtains up in the kitchen while he had the chance. A woman might think how dashing the hero looks with his hair falling over his face, or have the fleeting, silly thought that she should've finished the redecorating. The hero may think about the first time they made love, or appreciate the twitch of her derriere as he follows her up the stairs. (My friend Sloane's dear Studly had a conversation with her once, and it pretty much summed up that when a man sees a woman, he sees T&A. Doesn't notice her 'flirty skirt', or the color of her eyes, or the shape of her mouth. He sees her breasts and her bottom.)

To prove my point, I have diagrams:

The Male Brain:


There you have it. (Although, the Male Brain pic is supposed to be a gif. It, um, moves. If you know what I mean. But Blogger insists on uploading it as a jpeg, even though I saved it as a gif. Oh, well. Hopefully you can still get the idea.)

P.S. On a personal note, completing Week 2 of my low-carb lifestyle, I am now 8 pounds lighter. Yay!

P.P.S. My buddy Kate has a new Muse. Oo-la-la! Towel-Boy just didn't cut the mustard, and the new guy is showing an awful lot of skin. Plus he's got a tat. Grrrrr.