The hero who is nothing but a hunk of meat

That’s it. I’m about ready to throw my hero off a cliff, chained to a block of concrete.

Oh sure, he’s a gorgeous guy with rippling muscles and the face of a warrior. He’s hot, he’s sexy.
And he has NO personality. Like the other mindless heroes strutting around bare-chested, he thinks he’s all that and a bag of chips.

News flash: he’s not.

What was I thinking? He imprisons the heroine in a shack on an island where they duke it out verbally, and sure, he brings her wildflowers and gifts, but my God! Where did I get this jerk? Do you think there’s a place where I can buy him a real personality?

I feel like there’s a missing part. I know his goal, his motivations, his conflicts, but what I don’t know are the things that make him unique. What makes him different from all the other shirtless wonders?

Maybe I need to add an irrational fear, like a healthy dislike of medieval cockroaches….:rambo: