TSTL

I’ve been pondering the Heroine who is Too Stupid To Live, and I have to wonder: why does she exist? Is she evidence that romance readers who prefer their heroines dumber than rocks are also seeking to identify with the hero and not the heroine?  Or maybe that the reader who loves these dimwits is perhaps rather dim? Disparaging assumptions about reader intellect aside, I still don’t get how this monster came to wield so much power or appear so frequently.

Candy thinks it’s a “cheap and easy source of conflict: heroine puts herself in danger, and hero has to rescue her”1. It feeds the rescue fantasy in a really lazy way, she says.

I agree that the method behind the madness is certainly true in some cases, but I have to ask what the point of access might be for a reader relating to the protagonists (if one assumes that the reader relates to the protagonist couple when reading a romance). How does a reader connect with a heroine who winds up in dangerous situations, draws ridiculous conclusions with no evidence, and generally exists in a state of cluelessness?

I think there’s more likely some degree of hero-fascination in seeing the capable rescue the incapable, assuming again that the female reader in question is often the functioning caregiver in a given situation. But is there also an attraction to identifying with the clueless and often-rescued? Broad assumptions, ahoy!

As Candy and I were discussing the subject, the question of identification reared its head. Do readers even identify with the protagonists at all? Is that a mistaken concept?

For example, in the circumstances of a TSTL heroine, Candy says, “a good deal of it’s also feeding into the ‘rescue me, big hero dude’ fantasy, in which case, I’d argue the point of identification is at least partially with the heroine. This is all assuming that readers identify with the characters, too, because a lot of readers don’t. I don’t, for example. I tend to be more of a spectator.”

Myself, I’m not a spectator as a reader, though I have to think hard about my role as reader when I choose a romance. Reading romance demands a different kind of involvement on my part. I don’t seek to identify with one or the other of the pair, but with the emotional development between them. It’s not so much the individuals as what is between them that attracts me.

What’s interesting is the one area in which Candy and I agreed: to quote Candy, “For romances, I have to like the protagonists in a way I don’t have to when I’m reading other types of fiction.”

Hear, hear. If I find one of the protagonists unlikable, I can’t participate in the development between them, though how I participate other than empathizing is something I’d have to ponder further, as a ready answer isn’t popping into my brain.

Candy explained further better than I could: “I don’t think empathy is strictly necessary, [but] believability is important. They may not make decisions I would, but I need to appreciate how they arrived at those decisions.” In other words, it’s more a question of being able to relate to them than it is to empathize with them in all aspects of their story.

Thus encountering a heroine who is Too Stupid To Live ruins a lot of the enjoyment, though whether the reason for that ruination is because of a lack of connection to the protagonists, or a mere disgust for rescue scenarios is an individual determination. Sadly, we’ve encountered plenty of dumbass heroines, like Lee-Lee from Desire’s Blossom and Whitney from Whitney, My Love. (Aside: it is amazing how many people read Whitney when they were younger, then went back to read it again after more romance experience and HATED her insipid blockheaded ass.)

Does the TSTL heroine piss you off because of sloppy characterization? Inability to relate? A natural inclination to dislike the stupid and blissful? (Sorry, that’s me.) What’s your take?

1 Candy’s addendum and assorted thoughts:

There are only so many ways to invoke conflict in romance. Too much external conflict, and you risk switching the focus of the story from the relationship to the external circumstances, in which case, it’s not really a romance any more. Too much internal conflict, and you have a claustrophobic story, or one in which the hero and heroine are either separated for a long time (which: bonerdeath), or one in which the hero and heroine are fighting constantly (which: even bigger bonerdeath). A TSTL heroine who needs to have her stupid ass saved is an easy way for the conflict still be focused on the couple while adding a sense of adventure to it all. Plus, hey, lookit how gosh-darn spunky she is! Isn’t she feisty? And look, another 20-50 pages of story, what with the TSTL set-up, the heroine falling into danger, and then having to be saved.

I’d also like to stress that TSTL behavior doesn’t always break a book for me. One instance of TSTLiveability might be forgiveable, especially if the heroine is young and naive. If she doesn’t learn, however…that’s when I contemplate bringing out the giant bat marked “A Clue” and beating her over the head with it. There’s also the question of believable motivation. If she’s being TSTL for sufficient cause, or if circumstances are desperate enough that the TSTL behavior might actually make sense or seem like a viable option at the time, I might be more inclined to forgive her. And then there’s magnitude of TSTL behavior, too—how much does she endanger herself and the other characters? How likely would it be for somebody in similar circumstances to do something like that? For instance, take Merry of The Windflower, especially her escape attempt. Merry is young and sheltered, but not necessarily stupid; however, her attempt to get away from The Black Joke was pretty ill-advised—but the Curtises did a great job of showing us how desperate she was, so while I was cringing and going “No no no bad idea,” I wasn’t angry at her the way I’d be at a garden-variety dingbat heroine. As Sarah said, “Keeping the reader from getting angry at her is probably the border between ignorant naive heroine growing up and TSTL heroine.”

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  1. Qadesh says:

    What—E said!!  Unfortunately there is ample evidence that TSTL females & males exist in horrifyingly large numbers in real life, so is it any wonder they exist in fiction no matter the genre? 

    I think the TSTL heroine is very personal, as is evidenced by this discussion.  What would bother me as a TSTL heroine, might not bother another reader.  I might not be able to describe a TSTL heroine, but I know it when I read it.  For example, the heroine putting herself into danger wouldn’t necessarily bother me if she had a reason for her actions.  If she didn’t do something phenomenally stupid to get herself in that postion, I might not mind.  If her actions were justified.  Now the justification might be subject to debate, but if it works for me I’m ok with it. 

    I remember my first forays into reading Romance fiction.  I was in high school and a friend’s mother gave me a grocery bag full of books.  Most were Regencies and a few were Barbara Cartland books.  Now I had little romantic experience at the time, but even in high school I knew a wallbanger when I read one.  Her heroines defined the phrase TSTL.

  2. tisty says:

    don’t have time to read all the great comments here as I’m supposed to be working (shh don’t tell my boss) but as I cherry picked my way through the though that struck me ( and forgive me if it repeats something already said) is that I’m not as irritated by TSTL heroines as much as I am by omnipesant (if that is how you spell it) heroes!!! You know the kind, the ones seem to know the answer to every damn thing, smart arse pricks that they are.

    The one that comes to mind, which isn’t from a book but he has many booky friends, is bloody Jack in Cameron’s Titanic movie. I’ve been analysisng for a course and What I want to know is Has that bastard been sunk so many times before he just always knows what is going to happen next? they whole way through he tells Rose what is going to happen and what to do to survive it. She (a very keen TSTL character is ever there was one) listens to him only half the time and keeps jumping on and off lifeboats for fuck sake. I tell you at the end, Jack would have earned my full respect if he’d pushed the bitch off the door and let her freeze to death!

    Ok maybe TSTL does irritate me a little, but why is that hero’s have to be so damn smug?

  3. iffygenia says:

    Sorries, sorries, I’m weeks late to the party.  But I lurve this discussion!  TSTL is the #1 thing that makes me hurl.  (Books.)

    I have a theory.  It’s probably condescending, it’s certainly pitying, it’s unavoidably holier-than-thou.

    I believe many readers who love TSTLs are women whose lives are full of responsibility, looking after other people, placating a boss at work and husband at home, always having to “be the mom”.  If that’s your life, surely it’s the ultimate fantasy to spend a day as a self-centered, unreasonable, willful, priorities-screwed-up, don’t-have-to-listen-to-anyone TSTL.  My theory: women tire of being Super!Mom! and think “What wouldn’t I give to be a shallow bitch for a day!”

    In short (kinda), I cast a vote for the reader identifying with the heroine.  Not in a realistic way (“I like her. She’s TSTL. Like me”? or “I like her. Her life is empty and she has infinite time and money for shopping. Like me”?).  Nah, the reader identifies (OK, really projects) onto the heroine in a purely escapist, fantastical, Calgon take me away version of what life could be like.

    Look, for example, at chick lit.  I label a book chick lit if the whole book is about the heroine, and the heroine’s whole character is about the heroine.  “It’s all about meeeeee!”  She spends the book being petty, self-centered, materialistic, irresponsible….  OK, I don’t like the genre.  But guess what: the people I see reading chick lit on the train are… women who spend half the commute on the phone, micromanaging their irresponsible kids/spouses/sitters/dog walkers.  (Me too! on eavesdropping.)

    I know, it’s about 50 lemmas short of a proof, but I think I’m onto something.

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