When
people ask me where I get my inspiration from, well, like all erotic writers I've lived a
little, sure. I also mine my travels, my part time work, my friends
and neighbours, stories about celebrities, but mostly my stories
spring from an over-fecund imagination. Have I been in a threesome,
or been whipped by a mask-wearing dominatrix? Well, read my stories
and tell me how convincing they are! Any erotic writer worth their
bondage gear can, with rounded characters and real situations, take
you right into the heart of a story and keep you there.
If that story happens to canter into a slick penthouse suite in
Manhattan or a back-street convent in Venice, well, so much the
better. The imagination is a great alternative to travelling.
Erotica, unlike porn, should be about atmosphere, suggestion,
anticipation and the senses, a climax in the real sense of the word
with a beginning, a middle and a satisfying end.
So what do my family and friends
think about what I do? My 23 year old son, far from finding it
cool, is embarrassed by the whole idea and hides my books if visiting
mates are likely to see them. A chosen few of my more 'broad
minded' sisters and friends have read them, but others would never
look me in the eye again if they knew how expert I am in finding
sexiness in strawberries and olive oil!
As
to the nuts and bolts of getting published, the world of erotica
revolves around the efforts of individual writers. Unlike mainstream
publishing, fees for erotic short stories and novels are
non-negotiable, fixed by the publishers, so there is no call to share
10% of your precious royalties with an agent. And once you've proven
your credentials to an eager editor, then there will be no stopping
you.
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