Sunday, January 18, 2015

Selling the genders to each other

There's a chain of restaurants called Twin Peaks, and their major advertising point seems to be their waitresses, who have to fit within a very narrow ranges of measurements, including weight and bust size. (my wife confirmed that the first time we ate there, asking our server) We've been there twice now, and both times I was surprised by how good the food is.
The décor got us talking, as most things do. What, we wondered, would a a restaurant focused on the opposite demographic look like? If someone wants to lure in the average Jane Q. Public, what do they use as bait? A catchy name, to start off with. Maybe 'Brawn.' That's short, easy to remember, and lets you know what you're in for. How about the servers? Men, of course, but where Hooters and Twin Peaks each have standard uniforms, Claudia and I thought a little variety would be in order. After all, when you're castle-building, you may as well go in for the deluxe model with all the frills.
We came up with some good candidates, like a lumberjack (a direct steal from the ladies around us at the time), a stereotypical brawny Scott in a kilt, your classic Hollywood barbarian, and a sampling of the different types of gladiators that the ancient Romans used to organize for fights in the local arena. So far, so good.
We were pretty clear on what our target market was, your average straight woman and your average gay man, and part of my interest in the conversation was getting a better idea of how to write stories that have appeal across the gender lines. I've had good reactions from women to my stories, but understanding exactly why person XX liked story GB is something I need to be better at. Um, did you just mutter, 'Control freak?' Where on earth did you get that idea?
But halfway through a dish of queso, I started having some doubts. The generic concept is so obvious, why hadn't someone come up with it before? A quick Google search for 'Male version' popped up with 'Male version of Hooters' as the second option. There's lots of discussion on the topic, loads of jokes, and even a Youtube video of a skit done by a comedy troupe. But no websites for open businesses.
Further discussion followed. I offered the observation that men seem to be more visually oriented, and hence the constant sight of lovely ladies is more incentive to come spend their money than the reverse would be for women. I was told that my observation is outdated, and a bit of minor research done later suggests that this idea has been called into question recently. Then the conversation moved into an uncomfortable area, and places like that are where most of my stories come from.
Maybe both men and women are equally connected to the input from our eyes. But there's connection, and then there's comfort. Imagine: it's late at night, on a deserted street in a non-residential neighborhood, when a man and a woman pass each other on the sidewalk. Just as they're side by side, one gives the other a smile that says, 'I'm really enjoying looking at you.' If the man smiles at the woman, is this the opening scene for a romantic comedy about love at first sight, or for a very dark thriller about infatuation and madness? How about if the woman smiles at the man?
Of course you can't tell. Each setting could go either way. But if you know this book or movie was written by some high-school dropout who's never taken a writing class in his life, which would you expect? More to the point, if you're the man in our scenario, would you give that look if you knew the woman was armed? Ladies, if you were in that real-life situation, would you want to be armed?
Classic models about desire and gender are being reexamined, but a very ugly truth has been more or less constant since we started hanging out in groups to fight off the lions and other meat-eaters. Men are more likely to be a threat to women than vice-versa, usually that threat is linked with our sex drives, and those facts are more well-known among women than men. I've got my own thoughts on the first two and believe me when I say that sooner or later you'll see them in print. But that third one, in my opinion, is the most relevant. If you can't see how that's relevant to our hypothetical restaurant, ponder this. Would it be on the mind of the very last customer of the day? The woman who's alone in a building with twenty well-built men who have had to smile and be nice for the last eight or more hours?
Now take all that, and apply it to whatever you want to do. Think about it when you're writing a story for an anthology with a female target audience, or a screenplay for a cable channel that focuses on women's issues, or if you just want to make your female characters seem like they're not just guys who put on make-up at the beginning of the day.
Also, I do want to specify one thing. This is a blog post, and as such it's a focused discussion on a particular topic. My full feelings on subjects like this are very involved, and constantly evolving. As this topic is more sensitive than a nitroglycerin milkshake, please don't assume I've given you a complete opinion.
Still writing.

Monday, January 5, 2015

Relaoding

Welcome, 2015! Come on in and make yourself at home. Never mind the mess. The last tenant was a bit lax on the housecleaning. We've got plenty of space for improvements, built in connections for new ideas and more power, and I think that back room would be perfect for new achievements. Oh, wait. You didn't bring any baggage, did you?
So less then a week into this new year, I've already got a lot on my plate. I want to touch up Roja, then stick it on a hook and toss it into those murky waters to catch an agent. I have 'In the Dark' making rounds, including to the fantastic person who did most of the proofing on Roja. There's one short story getting rewritten, and another getting written again because the original was on paper only and that paper is somewhere in nowhere land. Oh, and I need to finish The Red Man Burning this year, too.
Aside from just being psychotic and ambitious, there's a point to all this, of course. This is what I want to make my living at. To do that, I need to produce. Production = Money. Money = me riding around the house on a gyro-balanced unicycle on Monday mornings instead of going to my current job. Well, in theory anyway.
That's the point.
Side note, good news. It looks like 'Penny Dreadful' is going to be returning this year. Chills and shivers for everyone. Possible good news? There is talk of a Space:1999 remake. I will reuse what I posted on Facebook when the subject came up.
“Everyone repeat after me: Please don't suck.”
Writing, and will still be writing when this year closes.