Late night musings
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roxyOr just shit that pops up in my brain.
Lately I've been reading/skimming stories, J2s, in which the main characters (Jensen or Jared because, y'know, J2) are raving assholes. Like, really unlikable jerks. But it seems the writer doesn't *get* that they're jerks. They have J or J meet J or J, treat the other like shit but the J is all, "oh, he's just kind of pushy/arrogant/misunderstood"--pick one, and then drapes himself all over the landscape singing the many praises of their one true love. And everyone around them is all amazed and overcome with how beautiful their love is.
I don't get it. Can these writers really not see the character they've written is a *terrible* person? I can see falling in love with a character but don't gloss over the fact that they're assholes or bordeline abusive. I've written those characters and loved them but they were nightmares you wouldn't wish on your worst enemy and the other characters knew it. None of the stories that make my eyes bleed belong to anyone on my friends list and don't ask. Mostly because I don't remember who or where. I just have this habit of scrolling through summaries and asking myself, "Could it be as bad as I imagine? NAAAAAH, no way."
Oy. Way. So much way.
Could one of you write me a note to give to the job and explain that I can't be working five days a week all day because I've got stuff that needs writing? And if you can work in something about how I deserve a raise and possibly one of those nifty red sweatshirts with the logo on that'd be cool. Thanks!
Lately I've been reading/skimming stories, J2s, in which the main characters (Jensen or Jared because, y'know, J2) are raving assholes. Like, really unlikable jerks. But it seems the writer doesn't *get* that they're jerks. They have J or J meet J or J, treat the other like shit but the J is all, "oh, he's just kind of pushy/arrogant/misunderstood"--pick one, and then drapes himself all over the landscape singing the many praises of their one true love. And everyone around them is all amazed and overcome with how beautiful their love is.
I don't get it. Can these writers really not see the character they've written is a *terrible* person? I can see falling in love with a character but don't gloss over the fact that they're assholes or bordeline abusive. I've written those characters and loved them but they were nightmares you wouldn't wish on your worst enemy and the other characters knew it. None of the stories that make my eyes bleed belong to anyone on my friends list and don't ask. Mostly because I don't remember who or where. I just have this habit of scrolling through summaries and asking myself, "Could it be as bad as I imagine? NAAAAAH, no way."
Oy. Way. So much way.
Could one of you write me a note to give to the job and explain that I can't be working five days a week all day because I've got stuff that needs writing? And if you can work in something about how I deserve a raise and possibly one of those nifty red sweatshirts with the logo on that'd be cool. Thanks!
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3/9/13 05:40 pm (UTC)What I mean here is when they're--*assholes*. I mean terrible, abusive people who are being presented as being funloving, cocky and maybe a tad pushy but for the other character's good. What *you're* talking about I love, in the hands of a good writer. *eyeballs you with fondness*
This post was brought on by a story I read in which Jared pretty much assaults Jensen and makes it seem like a good thing, intrudes in his life in a stalkerish way, has an affair with Jensen that sort of came up out of the blue because Jensen insists that he loves the boyfriend he's living with but wait, it's okay because his boyfriend is having an affair, oh wait, no he isn't and drops Jensen when he finds out about the affair. But that's okay too, because it turns out Jensen likes being treated like shit. Or so I'm led to believe by the progression of this thing....
I blame myself. I will insist on clicking on things I know can only be clunkers. I'm a reading masochist. :)