I love an alpha hero. Love the moods, the commanding air and swagger. My Calvin has some of those attributes, but he's also got a tender side, a huge, caring heart and a surprise or two up his sleeve. Take today for example. Calvin went for some groceries so I could work on my writing. It was the coldest it's been so far this winter, and he brought home a bouquet of sunflowers.
There's more to being a hero than broad shoulders and ripped abs. My Calvin has broad shoulders; they're just more stooped than those of my paper heroes. And at eighty-one, his swagger is a tad slower. But his actions and attitudes are no less heroic.
As romance writers, we often get bad press for creating men that couldn't possibly exist. That we make ordinary men look less-than. I take offense to those claims. For I use the many good and cherished qualities of my intelligent, humorous and sentimental husband to infuse my male characters with the attributes that make them truly heroic.
For there's more to being a hero than ripped abs and swagger.