I have long since missed the deadline for this link up, but I was still intrigued by the Write on Edge prompt about writing from a different gender perspective. Since I usually write nonfiction/memoir, I wasn’t sure how to even start with a male character. I thought instead of switching genres AND perspectives, I would try writing a post I was mulling over anyway, but write it from Robin’s point of view instead of my own. It was really hard, especially considering (or perhaps because?) I’ve been married to the guy for 10 years. Thoughts?
At work, people come to me with problems, and I solve them. Problem: Our trades didn’t post. Solution: I researched it, and you didn’t follow your procedures. If you had, you’d be fine. Problem: We are out of balance. Solution: I’ll write a query and find your missing money.
Done.
Problem: There’s a pile of stuff downstairs we don’t need anymore. Solution: Sign up for the city-wide garage sale. Problem: There’s water in the basement. Solution: Short-term, tear out the wet drywall and carpet and get everything up off the floor. Long-term, fix the landscaping and gutters. Problem: We got home late and nobody feels like cooking. Solution: Order a pizza.
Simple.
At work, people thank me for this.
At home, it’s:
“OK, but do you have time to organize and price all this stuff by Saturday!?”
“Oh, ugh! It’s still all wet! Oh, this is so yucky. Yes, you can tear out that bar, but what about this and this and this and this and this?”
“Really, pizza? Don’t you think we’ve eaten too much junk this week already?”
She could just let me have the win, but she hates it when I’m right.
Well, that I understand. And she’s good at what she does, I’ll give her that. Stuff happens on time. She knows where stuff is.
I guess we need each other.
