Today’s Memorial Day, when it’s all about the soldiers, past, present
and future. As a result, I’m not going to wax on too long, but since one of my recent stories featured soldiers as hero and heroine, I’ve thought a lot of late about this career choice. There’s an internal narrative piece in Honor Bound, my Feb 2010 Laced with Desire anthology contribution, where my hero, Peter, is thinking the following thoughts:
Recruiting a family wasn’t in his immediate future, anyway, because being in the National Guard, seeking overseas assignments, was one of the ways he’d decided to give back. He didn’t care if people thought it was old-fashioned or misguided honor bullshit. He liked bringing and enforcing the peace necessary for people to self-actualize. Having a front row seat when and if they learned not to live in fear, seeing their kids play in the streets without being blown up…it made it all worthwhile.
I was worried that these types of thoughts might be more civilian-driven sentiment, rather than really reflective of how the current U.S. soldier thinks. However, my soldier consultant told me that no, that this was the right tone. My heroine, Dana, is also a soldier, and she has a tattoo on her lower back, an eagle holding a flag in his talons. Beneath that is written, “Your freedom, my life.” It’s how Peter knows she’s a soldier, and it’s one of the first clues he receives that he’s found someone who shares, among other vital things, his straightforward code of honor.
Recently, I was taking a class. The instructor was a balanced person, one of those people who emanates tranquility and kindness, who relaxes everyone in her presence. So I was surprised when, in discussing romance books after one of her classes, her expression changed to one of resignation, and a wistful note entered her voice, suggesting that this lovely, nurturing person had an important part of herself not being nurtured. She said she’d like to read a romance to get some romance into her life, since the last time her husband had done anything romantic for her had been quite some time ago. I didn’t doubt her love for her husband as she made this comment, but it did make me think about this aspect of our relationship with our significant other.
Anyhow, I was absolutely thrilled with a book I recently read for research, The Story of My Life, by Helen Keller. It’s a short little journal of her thoughts, astounding in its eloquence and insights. First, to explain. As many of you know, I’m working on Peter’s story (Peter of the Knights of the Board Room series). Peter’s an active Army reservist when he’s not working for K&A, so it’s not surprising that the girl who wins his heart is also a soldier. Unfortunately, Dana gets severely injured in Iraq. She loses her sight and much of her hearing, and so Peter has to convince her, in the way that only a Master can, that she can trust him to love and care for her, as well as help her embrace a new way of living her life. So obviously reading about Helen Keller – from Ms. Keller’s direct point of view – was of great interest to me.