My alter ego did a book signing Saturday with several author friends. One thing I love about signings is being able to speak directly with book store patrons, to find out what they like. One woman told me she loves a strong hero, a hot man who would lay down his life for the woman he loves. She said she was divorced but hoped to someday find that kind of man. Her companion, who looked a few years younger, said in reality, no man would act like the hero of a romance novel.
That got me thinking about the heroes in my books. Are they perfect?
Hell no. They're always flawed in some way--they have to be. But in the end, after they've worked through all their baggage, they are pretty darn close to perfect.
Is it unrealistic to hope for a man like that? I don't think so. Now I'm not advocating throwing away a great guy because he leaves peanut butter fingerprints on the cabinet or forgets to throw his socks in the hamper every now and then. But what's wrong with hoping for a hero? It's not like grown women are holding out for the Easter Bunny or Santa Claus. Heroic men exist. I have one. And I know lots of other women who also have one.
What do you think? Have women lowered their expectations? Or should single ladies wait for that knight in shining armor?