Are our flaws really that terrible that we have to rid ourselves of them right away? As a writer I wonder about this, since characters are loved for their flaws even more than their strengths.
We love Charlie Brown every single time he screws up. Would we still love Linus if he started attending a 12-step group for his blanket addiction? I think we’d get tired of that fast. What about Lucy? She is perfectly conceited. And Pig Pen? He would be boring if he got diagnosed and “treated.”
Please, please, pile on the flaws! Gimme more than I can handle! I want a gallon of flaws. Run them off on the mimeograph machine so there will be enough for all of you.