So today I'm bring back an old, but popular post about writing the male POV...
Even though my male Peruvian dance instructor reads/writes poetry, says that East of Eden reminds him of Thanksgiving and writes things on Facebook like, “When I’m with you, there is a million dances but not enough songs.” and “Fingerprints that you left in my soul.” he will then post as his Facebook status:
Counting sheep is boring…. one Playmate, two Playmates….
As a female writing from the male point of view you need to remember that
men like sex. Men think about sex. All the time.
What else do you need to know? You need to decode what men say.
For instance below are the results from a Men’s Health magazine survey that asked men to list of The Top 5 Qualities Men Want in a Wife.
And as a public service to women writers I will decode this list – what these men are really thinking are in the parenthesis.
The Top 5 Qualities Men Want in a Wife Decoded:
1. Financial Savvy (will not spend more than $100 on a single item of clothing – including shoes and handbags)
2. Independent (has her own stuff going on so she won’t notice if I go out with the guys for a beer)
3. Intelligent (knows not to walk in front of the TV or talk during a game)
4. Loyal (will not disclosed embarrassing info about him to her girlfriends/family)
5. Sexually Adventurous (will have sex more than once a week)
So there you have it – men decoded.
Here’s a sample from Playing For Keeps - Fantasy Football Romance (Season 1)
Once seated, Ryan did his best with small talk as dinner was served. Having Jake and Hannah act as chaperones helped. It kept him from jumping Samantha, who at the moment seemed to be interested in the intricacies of her place setting, leaving her dinner plate untouched.
“You’re not eating,” commented Ryan.
“I’m supposed to tell you I’m not hungry, but I’d be lying. The truth is, my dress is ready to bust at the seams.”
Bust. He couldn’t help it. Really, he couldn’t. His eyes dropped to the material straining against her full breasts. An amber necklace fell just above her cleavage like a sign saying ‘This Way’. Would he be a complete degenerate if he silently wished for the fabric to give way? No, he didn’t think so. He was being a man. That’s what men did, they wished, fantasized, and dreamt of sex. Statistics proved it. Who was he to fight Mother Nature?
Whoops, caught in the act. “Just admiring your necklace.” Taking a sip of water, he looked across the table at Jake.
“By the look on your face you want to be my necklace.”
He choked on the water as a laugh threatened to burst out. If he wasn’t mistaken she was flirting with him and he responded in kind. “Or your dress.”