Left brain/right brain. That sums it up rather nicely. My better half can choreograph a fight scene, or action scene better than anyone else, particularly me. However, elegant language describing the feelings between a man and a woman...not his thing.
One of our biggest arguments goes along the lines of "No guy would ever say something like that." Or take the time I showed him a friend’s book cover - it had a shirtless hunk wearing a cowboy hat and sitting astride a motorcycle. Hubby’s comment - "Are you kidding me? He’d have to ride at two miles per hour or the hat would fly to the next county. And when he stopped he’d be scraping the bugs off his chest."
You’re getting the idea. Sometimes I just want to shoot him.
However, when it comes to butching up dialog, my partner’s got no peer. My guys tend to talk way too much. His men get the point across in two sentences or less.
I think what makes it work is that I see with my heart, and he sees with his mind. The combination really fires up the pages of our romances.
We’re nothing alike. I yell - he’s beyond quiet when he’s ticked off. I hate to cook - he’s a gourmet chef. I hate storms - he goes out to the porch to watch the lightning and downpour. You get the idea. But it’s a match made in heaven - providing we credit God with a strong sense of humor.
July 31st we’ll be celebrating our 43rd wedding anniversary.