“Opposites attract. If two people just alike get married, one of you is unnecessary.” —Larry Burkett
You’re preparing a talk to a women’s group. Or writing a romantic scene. Or composing a song. Where will you find a romantic idea to entice your female audiences?
Here are 3 Steps to come up with a romantic idea for your creative work.
Step 1. Write What You Know
Who do you know better than your spouse? You don’t have to go back to those budding-romance days. Look at why you love your spouse now.
Step 2. Use Opposites Attract
People love stories about how men differ from women. It’s romantic. So, list ways you’re different from your spouse. When you get about fifty…just kidding…ten, stop. Here’s mine:
1. He enjoys people. I’ve considered building a monument to the person who invented email.
2. He is a man of few words. That’s because I hog all the rest.
3. He finally comments on what I said five minutes ago. I’ve already forgotten what I said and moved on to my next idea.
4. He’s always right. I supply him with numerous opportunities, but I’ve reserved a billboard for the glorious day he’s WRONG.
5. He analyzes how to put gutters on our house. I analyze everything else.
6. He takes hot showers so long I can’t find my way out of the bathroom. To save on electrical costs, I freshen up in his steam wondering why my hair doesn’t hold a curl.
7. He leaves a mushy card on my favorite chair on Valentine’s Day. When I find it, I race upstairs, cut out two harts, glue them together, and slap a doily on it, tea stain down, and finish it off with, “I love you.”
8. He laughs at my humor. I force weak smiles while he over-explains the way things work.
9. He does the grocery shopping, if I make the list. I question why he didn’t know “romaine in a bag” meant the easy pre-cut version and not a humongous stalk of romaine that barely fits in the vegetable drawer and happens to be sold in a bag.
10. He never tells embarrassing stories on me. I use this godly man as fodder for my social media posts.
Step 3. Recall a story.
For each difference, recall a story that proves you’re different in that area.
Here’s mine for number 5:
At our last house, John stood in the backyard, staring up at the roof for a lo-o-o-ng time. I couldn’t fathom what the man was doing. I asked. The expert who configures the gutters for houses was coming the next day. Our roof had funky levels. John wanted to figure it out before the EXPERT came. Do you know what? When the EXPERT showed John his configuration, John suggested his own and the expert agreed it was better!
Now you see why I listed number 4. But I have to admit I my heart tingled that my man bested the gutter expert.
From this story, I can use a similar situation for my fictional hero. Because I know my feelings from my scoffing in the beginning to my tingles at the end, I can give my heroine those feelings.
What’s a story you could use for a creative activity?
This is hilarious, I don’t even know John but loved your descriptions of him!! a few were similar to the man who lives in this house… J
Also wanted to say thanks for the book “recommendation” last week. I saw it on display at the bookstore a few days ago and bought it quickly. Always glad to learn about more good authors!
Thanks, Kay. If John didn’t give me such rich fodder, I wouldn’t pick on him so much. I hope you enjoy The Governess of Highland Hall.
Alas, I delved into the budding-romance days for the romantic gesture I inserted in my novel. In college I craved arrowroot baby cookies. My boyfriend stopped his Fiat Spider at one of the local parks and handed me a box of the baby cookies. My spirit soared. He understood me. I tore into the box set on consuming at least half of the cookies. And inside was his fraternity pin. After forty-seven years together there have been several romantic moments, but this is the one that hooked me.
That’s very sweet of that man of yours, Marcia. And romantic!
I was at the lowest point in my life, dragging myself through each day. The first time I saw him, he drove up in a little sports car with a sail sticking out, ran to the beach behind my mother’s house and rigged his Hobie Cat, then hopped on, pulled in the sail and flew the hull (one hull stays in the water, and the one you’re on is way up in the air). He vibrated life, and took my breath away.
Jane, that is heart pumping story. Thanks for sharing it.