Here I sit in the abyss between finishing the second draft of my first novel and waiting to receive a proofread copy back in the mail from a friend who has taken on the task of reading and editing it. Yikes. It’s a deep abyss. The abyss of not being able to continue with a beloved project. The abyss of not knowing what to write next while the urge to write will not let go of me. I sit here thinking about what to do in the meantime, and the thing that pops into my mind is the wide, wild world of erotic fiction.
So many people are writing erotica these days. Some of it is quite good. So good in fact that I feel challenged to create my own. I’m very much inspired to dip my toes into the water and see what I can come up with.
But, crazy as this sounds, thinking about attempting this causes me to blush and question myself.
Those who have read “Velvet” are shocked that I, Echo LaVeaux, can write sex so well. That I can describe feelings and sensations as well as I do. I guess the only way I can explain this is that I have a deeply sensual nature. I feel, see, hear, taste and smell everything deeply. Every sensation is a whole new world of understanding for me. And since sex involves every sense, including the spiritual one, I feel the urge to give writing erotica a try.
For those of you who have done this, do you find it easy to write? I admit it took me a month to get over the insecurity of writing such deeply sexual scenes. Why, I don’t know, but I believe it goes back to my strict fundamentalist Christian upbringing.
Ugh. Will I ever get past that?
Anyway, if you write erotica, please let me know how easy or difficult it is for you to get the scenes down on paper. Until then, I will allow myself to dive deep inside and pull out a story. Keep your fingers crossed for me.