Michael, the MC in my first book is self confident to the point of arrogance.
There, I said it.
I still like him.
Why? I mean arrogance is not a trait many people like to put up with arrogant jerks in real life, let alone in their fiction. Of course, Michael is clever enough not to treat the reader (1st POV) as inferior in any way shape or form. But the way he thinks about almost everyone and everything else?
He is a Jerkass with a Heart of Gold, but he still an asshole. And yes, he has the whole Freudian Excuse territory covered. Turns out his father, who abandoned him at the tender age of 10 was also a self-centered a-hole who built an entire life an ocean away. A life that did not include his first born. The rotted apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, no matter if you rip off said tree and replant it in a different hemisphere.
This attitude serves him well when things go to hell in a hand basket in Woodstock. Some badassery is required and Michael has enough piss and vinegar to make things happen. But being angry at the world won’t solve all his problems, in fact it creates just as many. Accepting that the universe does not revolve around you is sometimes the best policy in life and in love.
The above is a work in progress (as per the title). I’m trying to shake myself loose of the rut I’m stuck in, query wise. If a query has to reflect the style of the work, then calling the MC out for his douchebaggery may be the way to go.
What do you think?
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