First off, I want to talk about girls. Having already done a post on boys, it seems only fair.
I’ve always loved girls. Particularly strong girls. Powerful women. Women who don’t knuckle under to fear. Damsels who rescue themselves. Which might be why nearly all of my own protagonists have been female.
You probably wouldn’t guess that to look at me. I’m a fifty-plus-year old stay-at-home dad. My life is pretty mundane when you get right down to it. I balance the checkbook, I muck out the chicken cage, I drive my various kids various places.
The hero is always a girl.
I’m not sure why. As a kid, I watched Emma Peel dispense hurt in a leather suit. Continue reading “Girls, Super Girls, and Alyx”