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Throwing (or writing) like a girl

I’m at the stage of life where I go to Little League games to watch and cheer on my grandson. In the stands a few games ago, I turned to another oldster and said, ‘You have a boy in the game?’ He replied, ‘Yep. You’ll see him. He throws like a girl.’

I watched the boys warming up and, sure enough, it was easy to pick out his grandson. He threw like a girl. I tried to capture what characterized the distinctive throwing delivery but could only return to the old saw about pornography, ‘I can’t describe it but I know it when I see it.’ (By the way, he played just fine despite his odd throwing style).

This brings me to the actual point of this blog post: writing like a girl. You see, I’m a man. Been one all my life and didn’t realize I couldn’t write like a girl until I tried it. Actually, it’s more basic than that; I didn’t know how to think like a girl.

I had a perfectly good premise for a story. It was about a middle age woman with grown kids and a husband totally immersed in his work. Feeling adrift, she decided to take a solo trip through the southwest of England, ergo the name ‘Southwest’. Obviously, I couldn’t have her just wander around by herself so I had her hook up with a young Irish girl waiting tables in a B&B and decide impulsively to help the girl out of a jam. I thought I was doing okay until I tried to divine how the women would relate to each other. That’s where I ran off the tracks.

When I showed my brilliant draft to some women, I was universally booed off the stage. ‘No, no, no! That’s not how they would relate or how they would discuss sensitive matters. You’re going at this like a typical man; just bulling your way in and crashing around breaking crockery.’ Ouch. Looks like my feminine side was not as evolved as I had thought. Back to the WIP for a thorough rethinking.

The moral of this tale of woe (although I’m told I finally got it right): Writing like a woman takes a different mindset and it’s imperative that real women parse any effort of a man to convincingly imitate female thought, action or communication. I have been properly chastened.

  1. November 13, 2012 at 10:22 pm

    Aw, Alex. Properly chastened. You do have a more difficult challenge than a woman doing the opposite. After all, what with our hormones and such. And I’m sure you’ve heard it said a pregnant woman is the third sex! Well, I know you are in good hands. Don’t forget, you can blame an awful lot of your character’s slips and idiosyncracies on prologue!
    Hey, your narrative is always strong enough to carry. I’ve read your work.

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