I am very clumsy. I drop everything. If it's on the ground, I trip. I am perpetually covered in bruises I have no memory of acquiring. My mother eventually gave up on telling me to look up when I walk because I stumbled too often with my eyes off the ground.
I hate it when clumsy is done to be cute. I hated it in Twilight, and I still do. That being said, my characters have clumsy moments. I find myself raising an eyebrow when no one in a book ever stumbles over something as they creep through a dark house, fall as they take the stairs two at a time, or bounces in their saddle like a sack of potatoes.
You say this as if there's another way to do it.
I hate it when clumsy is done to be cute. I hated it in Twilight, and I still do. That being said, my characters have clumsy moments. I find myself raising an eyebrow when no one in a book ever stumbles over something as they creep through a dark house, fall as they take the stairs two at a time, or bounces in their saddle like a sack of potatoes.
If I trip, I make sure to trip dramatically.
You say this as if there's another way to do it.