First of all, I have to say this:
Unless you're going to kill them – slowly and lasciviously - by the second page, please don't name any characters Bella or Cullen ever again. And Jacob is creeping its way up the list. Thank you.
So… I'm not understanding the use of condoms in erotic stories. I'm not talking about the ones equipped with nubs and ridges – you know, the toys designed to increase pleasure and drive the partner to orgasmic insanity. I'm talking about the plain, boring, vending machine-available, latex sheath.
Is the use of a shrink-wrapped penis designed to promote safe sex? Isn't this fiction? Nobody gets pregnant unless the author wants them to get pregnant. To ward off disease? Again, hello… fiction. Nobody has an STD the author doesn't want them to have. Not to mention I've been reading more and more stories where the condom comes off just before ejaculation and the juices splat on sweaty bodies and into mouths. So much for disease concerns.
If a reader wants to be educated as to the dangers of any of the above, there are a multitude of text and medical books that can provide that information. Though, admittedly, those books probably won't send a ball of passion from your throat to the moist nest between your thighs.
How about helping a writer out here? Do you prefer the men in erotic romance to come (pun intended) packaged in plastic, or au natural? Why?
When not at the keyboard, shoveling snow or mowing our 5 acres outside Freeport, IL, I'm trying to explain to my wife that the SOAP channel and the Game network aren't the only channels on TV.
I love love. That first touch of skin, the first kiss, the moment two lovers shed their inhibitions and their clothing. Add a hint of danger, a threat neither lover has the power to control, a dark reality that causes the hero/heroine/hero/heroine to reach beyond who they are and find a vein of strength he or she never knew existed, and I'm there.
I'm a devoted story teller. Be it a comedy, mystery, thriller, or horror tale, I'm always busy working on a story. Some days I start at sunrise. Other days I stop at sunrise. The bottom line for me is, I have to write. It's who I am, what I do. I have to chase that dream.
What dream you ask? The one where the reader finishes one of my books and says, "Now that was a great story."
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