Stubborn as a Virtue.
My mother always complained about my bullheadedness. I’m horribly stubborn. Slice off my nose to spite my face stubborn. Make my jaw ache from gritting my teeth stubborn. It’s a major character flaw in what could be a sunny personality. It drives my husband batty. It ticks off my sister. It prevents me from seeing all sides to an argument.
So why do we like our heroines to be stubborn? We also like them to be smart, enterprising, courageous, and hopefully, beautiful (without them knowing it, of course). But stubborn? That ain’t no virtue. Ask my mother. It’s not pretty to see a girl with a steely set to her jaw and daggers in her eyes.
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