Is the idea of a feminine truck odd? I say no. I have spoken.
I used to adore trucks when I was little. My Dad had a 70’s-era Chevy… Behemoth, this ancient thing that used to roar down the road like a friendly lion.
Sitting in the passenger seat, windows down in the summer (this is when trucks were trucks—no air) I could peer out of the window and see everything. It took us where we wanted to go, and brought anything we needed on its back. I loved that truck.
So when I decided to give a truck to my Morgan, the horsewoman heroine of my newest story, I immediately cast an ancient Chevy complete with an irritable muffler and rust spots. Then I read Twilight. Since this story has a supernatural element, the heroine-with-an-ancient-truck was immediately out. Stephanie Meyer, I am glaring in your direction.
I drove around my neighborhood and had a look at newer trucks. I found them seriously wanting. Most of them totally impractical for anything besides showing off in suburbia. Morgan is not that kind of girl; she needs the truck to pull a horse trailer.
So I settled on either a Chevy, a Ford, or a Toyota.
From left to right: Dodge, Toyota, Chevy, Ford. I finally picked the Ford, because I liked it best.
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Aww no hating on Stephenie Meyer LOL! You can still use the old Chevy truck too! I like the Toyota best myself.;)
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