Yes, the S word, so it must be Friday coz, it’s me again.
I’m having a bit of a fit. Why, I’ve got my knickers all in a twist, my dander up, my ire piqued. And it all has to do with sex! Too much, too graphic, it’s disgusting; why do people write that crap? Sex sex sex! It’s everywhere. We’re sick of it!
Well, I’m not sick of it, and the last time I checked this was a free country. No one at the bookstore registers are saying buy this hot book or die.
Sex sells. It really is that simple. But for me, an author whose first love is Romantic Suspense, I have to admit, in all of the RS pages I’ve written over the years there is hot, steamy, passionate love scenes. Not sex scenes, love scenes. There is a difference and there is a pace for both. In the stories I write right now, the ones that are getting published, the ones someone is paying me for, and not too badly either, there are sex scenes. There are love scenes too, they generally come (bwhahahaha no pun intended, well, ok it was, but so the hell what?) later in the book.
Now, first and foremost, I write love stories. For most people, sex is part of love. For some of those people, hot kinky sex is part of their love. I don’t do kinky but I do push it. I’ve had people come up to me after reading STAKEOUT and say, “Wow, you sure do have an imagination.” I scratch my head and think; it’s just basic sex, no monkey bars or trampolines. Maybe that person leads a sheltered life or maybe I don’t. But I digress. The point of this blog today is this: If you don’t like reading stories where two people who fall in love do what two people in love do, then don’t read erotic romance. And don’t knock me for writing it!
Now, there are levels of eroticism in erotic romance. Many ER books I’ve picked up hit the sheets running. There is little characterization or plot. The general gist of the story is the sex, and lots of it. Not my thang, but I don’t condem the author for writing it. I know when I pick up a book like that what lurks between the pages. It’s my choice to read it or not.
My first sale was written to the market. My subsequent sales are written to the market. For me it was not much of a stretch since I naturally write steamy. Yes, I had to think up a plot that would show case sex, sex, and more sex, but all of that sex didn’t necessarily have to be between my h/h. Other people could be having sex. But the really good sex is between my h/h because they have an emotional stake. Even if at first it’s more a physical reaction, they know there is something more then the skin on skin aspect of their relationship. The sex brings them closer, it forces them in many ways to confront their emotions.
But, sex in books isn’t for everyone, and I respect that. I don’t’ mind reading books where the door to the bedroom closes. Fine, I have an imagination and sometimes that can be better then having it spelled out for you. I love a good book. Does a good book have to have sex in it for me to enjoy? Nope, not even the hint of sex. I like characterization the whole human thing.
Markets wax and wane. Right now in the romance industry it’s erotic romance, paranormal, and inspirational. Four years ago you couldn’t sell a vamp book, now they’re everywhere.
The good thing for me is, unless something catastrophic happens in our world, there will always be sex between two people in love, so for me there will always be a book to write. If I have to tone it down to the market, I will. If I had to crank it up a notch, I would. I prefer not to, I am at my heat limit for myself personally, but my friend Josie Brown has a saying. “Publish or perish.” I perish at the thought of not publishing. So, I will write to the market, a market I happen to personally enjoy, but those of you who have your knickers in a twist because of the hot stuff going on in my stories? Consider yourself warned of the contents. Hell even my publisher has a warning on the back of THS.
WARNING! This is a really hot book.
And it is.
So, how do y’all like your romance?