When I started my heroine's character profile, I knew she had to be strong. First of all because I hate writing or reading about weak women. I just can't do it. Plus, for Mel to still be alive after all that she'd suffered, she had to be stronger than nails. And she is. In fact, her strength of character is also one of her flaws. Things like that get me all excited.
Her needs are simple. Safety, control, chocolate. Money doesn't concern her other than to have enough to insure the three things I named above.
There are some things I'd like to share with you about Mel that didn't make the book. She attended the University of Hawaii, her first attempt to get away from everyone. Hawaii's hang loose attitude afforded her some privacy, but in the end it was the tourists who drove her away. Funny that she now depends on tourists to bring in enough money to survive the winters. While in college, she attained a degree in art and has a very artistic side to her. Her medium of choice is batik fabrics, and her quilts are so intricate they look as though she's painted them with fabric. Needing a summer job, she answered an ad for a lodge in Alaska, and she never left.
She does not love easy, but when she does it's forever. She's practical, most of the time, dependable all of the time, almost to a fault. Adventurous, skilled (she has her pilot's license, know how to drive a boat, and use a gun), and pigheaded. She never shares personal stuff.
For how she looks. Of course she's attractive, but she doesn't care that she is. She dresses like a man in tank tops and flannel shirts and if you don't like it, tough. She's comfortable. This does tend to be the Alaskan way when it comes to fashion. Anchorage, Alaska has been vote the worst dress city in the United States. People don't care how they look as long as what they wear keeps them warm and comfortable. This kind of thinking appeals to Mel.
Here is a little bit from Cache's point of view when he sees Mel in the Anchorage airport. She's there to pick him up, not knowing who he really is.
Like a fist to the chest, recognition hit him. The last photograph he’d seen of her had been when she was eighteen. She’d been laced in drug rehab for an accidental overdose. At least, that’s what the papers had reported. Many speculated that it had been attempted suicide. ache was one of them.
She looked much the same as that last photo. Long blond hair, a little darker with age. Same regal bearing, daring anyone to question her. Same pure alabaster skin as white as virgin snow. She should have looked unhealthy, but the color of her skin gave her a vulnerability that contradicted her don’t-touch-me demeanor.
The eyes would tell. No one had eyes the color of Amelia Bennett’s, and he’d looked into a lot of them. Taken thousands of headshots, and nobody’s had come close to sucking him into their depths the way hers had.
Aviator glasses shaded the woman’s eyes, but she held a sign that read, "Edge of Reason Lodge."
This was the woman he’d come to expose.
Only five more days until EDGE is released. Don't miss tomorrow as I'll introduce you to Cache, my hero. For now, ask anything about Mel or share what you look for in a female character.