My dream woman is the protagonist's love interest in my novel. She has every quality I could ever hope for in a partner. Smart, strong, funny, loyal, fierce, good at what she does, devoted. Cunning. On and on. She does not exist. I have never found an actual woman who satisfies this archetype.

But when I need to feel good about women again, I just go and read my book. It always provides an escape and I always feel better imagining what it would be like if Rory Halsted really existed.