Oh, Hugh Laurie–why yes, I WILL go to the sock hop with you!
I’ve been watching a lot of HOUSE lately–you know, the medical show with the uber-hottie Hugh Laurie playing the crazypants doctor who somehow manages to figure out what mysterious disease a person has juuuuuuust in the nick of time. One of my favorite parts of the show is how sarcoidosis and lupus is thrown out as possible reasons in every episode; it should be a drinking game. haha
Anyway, I’ve been trying to figure out why I’m so fascinated by this show–both as a reader, a writer and an editor. What is it about his character that draws me in? And I think I’ve figured it out. Actually, there are a lot of reasons:
1–House says what we’re all thinking. Well, sometimes, when we’re honest with ourselves and don’t worry about being polite in society. haha. He’s a jerk, he doesn’t pull his punches, and his blunt lack of a filter makes me laugh. It also makes me cringe. But it makes him compelling because I literally don’t know what’s going to fly out of his mouth. I love characters who keep me guessing like that. Predictable stories get old, fast.
2–House is complex. As mentioned above, he has no filter and he’s often a jerk. He’s addicted to pain meds and seems to have no conscience at times. And yet at other times, he’s so vulnerable it breaks my heart. Characters who are transparent to me, who have serious flaws and yet these moments of utter vulnerability, make me riveted. I remember an episode where he told Cuddy that being in love with her made him a bad doctor and caused people to die, and yet he wouldn’t change a thing–he’d still love her. He was humble and real in that one moment and I just swooned because I knew it was hard for him to admit that. When I read manuscripts or books with characters who have a lot of room to grow, that kind of complexity and rawness needs to be there so I hang in to the end.
3–House is hot.
4–House surrounds himself with great foils and reflections of his own character. His coworkers reveals a lot about him–his odd unhealthy-yet-compelling friendship with Wilson, the way he treats his crew…yet they stick with him anyway. Not necessarily because they’re gluttons for punishment. But because they, too, see the multiple facets and recognize his genius. And I think that deep down, they realize they want to be like that in some way. They serve as our voice on the show, calling him out on his flaws, pointing out those moments of generosity.
I heard somewhere that House is considered to be the most accurate modernization of Sherlock Holmes. Upon considering this, it’s absolutely true. I’ve always been a fan of mysteries, and the way the show HOUSE unravels them keeps me coming back, week after week. But it’s not just the mysteries of the diseases–it’s the mysteries of House himself.
So, what TV show provides a great character study for you? Who is so fascinating that you keep coming back, week after week, eager to see what happens next?

But I love the hawks. They ride the wind currents on wide wings until – boom – plummeting into the hay field after one of those irritating voles that dig huge holes and eat flower bulbs.
When I write, I create a world, populate it with characters – good and not so good – and invite the reader along for the ride. An important element in making that journey rewarding is figuring out what motivates the characters. In THE PROFESSOR, the villain may have been warped by his childhood, but he chose to cross the line and prey on college women.
How did I fall in love with Sobek, the Egyptian Crocodile God? Why did I decide I needed to tell his story in Priestess of the Nile?
Sydney is as determined as she is capable and, despite a rough upbringing, she’s still quick to laugh (don’t let that phenomenal cover fool you) and quicker to help people who need it. Malcolm is hiding secrets behind a charming smile, and his first encounter with Sydney leaves him wanting far more. All he has to do is keep up as she speeds through the frozen streets of Anchorage and beyond.
Well, let’s face it, we all read to escape a little. Or sometimes a lot, depending on the day. When I started writing The Best Mistake it was just for fun (yes, writing is the most delicious fun in the world. Give me a bathrobe, a cup of coffee, and a laptop. I am in heaven). The premise popped into my mind that IF a heroine had a secret (maybe even to her) attraction to someone other than her boyfriend whom she adores (uhm, don’t tell my husband, but yeah, there’s been a wayward thought or two now and then about a certain rock star who shall remain nameless) and she accidentally found herself in bed with this hunky guy, what would happen next?