A great blue heron’s call is an ugly thing, resembling’s someone’s great-aunt Millie clearing her throat after a forty-year pack a day habit. Harsh, inelegant, an ironic trait for such a beautiful birds. The geese must laugh behind their backs. After creating Celeste, I realized I’d saddled her with a honk the Three Stooges would have been proud of.
Deborah, in Hungry, has bathroom issues that flare up when her species hits puberty. I just had to mortify her. Couldn’t help it.
As a writer, have you ever created a trait that you realize has given your character unintentional baggage? As an avid reader, have you ever snickered at the pitfalls of characters, especially very virtuous ones?