INSECURITIES, WHATEVS: GUEST BLOG
BY MISTY DIETZ
A big thank you to Open Book Society for letting me take the floor today as I peel back the covers on insecurities and how they suck! 🙂
In my debut COME HELL OR HIGH DESIRE, my heroine Sloane Swift is self-conscious about her height. At 5’10”, there aren’t a lot of men she has to look up to. And as far as wearing high heels–out of the question if she has any consideration for the men’s egos… Until she meets the hero of the story, that is. (You were totally expecting that, weren’t you?)
You can bet that I lived vicariously through Sloane’s height because I am what you would call, um…vertically challenged.
This sometimes bothers me: having to stand in the front row for pictures, asking people to get things down off of shelves for me, looking up at people to whom you’re talking, and let’s not even start with the whole “looking for pants” dilemma.
What working on this story reminded me, though, is that most of us have an Achilles heel. A vulnerability that, if triggered, makes us feel insecure. In the story, Sloane recalls a painfully embarrassing episode from high school, and while she understands that she’s no longer that socially awkward, clumsy teenager, she still has trouble disassociating with the deep seated feelings of inadequacy those episodes ingrained in her.
Those feelings are what hold her back–what hold all us us back–in the here and now. So what Sloane had to do was first recognize that. Recognize that those episodes hurt and contributed to the insecurities she still faces today. Once those feelings were brought to light and examined, then she could see how they were holding her back in her everyday life. In other words…how they kept her from true intimacy in a relationship. Zack pushed through those walls she’d built when no one else had ever been able to do so.
But she had to be ready to accept his full court press for the healing to be complete. It was a journey that bonded them fast and forever.
As for me and my stature, I’m still working on that. My man likes that I’m petite, though, so that helps. And I guess when you’re really tall jeans can be a bitch to find, too, so I guess I should just bloom where I’m planted, right? 😉
What about you? What’s one thing about yourself that you’d love to appreciate more? Any tips on overcoming that nasty voice of inadequacy?
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Good morning, everyone, thanks for joining me here today! 🙂
Great post, Misty. I’m tall, so I always felt awkward growing up and towering over the boys. Not until high school did they start to catch up. I always wanted to be petite, but my best friend always wanted to be tall, so I guess it can be a challenge either way. My hubby is about two inches taller than me, and he loves it when I wear heels.
Renee! How lovely to meet you out here! Isn’t it interesting, but I never would have pictured you as a tall woman. And why is that? No idea. I should have asked you about your experiences growing up when I was writing Sloane! 🙂 Love it that your man appreciates you in heels – that is sexy! Thanks so much for stopping by – love you for that! xo