by Mary J. Williams
Warning: I apologize right up front. This blog post is not filled with wild sexual escapades. Read on at your own discretion.
One of the things I love most about romance novels is the wide variety of sub-genres. From the sweet and wholesome, to the dark side few of us are willing to traverse—either as writers or reader.
Literally, there is something for everyone.
Let me preface the rest of my post with my feelings on the subject. Morally, I have no objection to any form of consensual sex. Whatever floats your boat—so to speak.
When a book skates the meaning of consensual, that’s another topic for another day.
My journey as a romance novelist began on the spicy side, though never what I would call erotic. I’ve always enjoyed writing what my characters are feeling instead of the mechanics of the act. Again, a personal preference.
After a while, I noticed I wrote less and less about sex and more and more about the relationship. Why? Simple. I was bored. And if I’m bored writing a scene, I can’t expect my readers to stay engrossed?
I want my readers to be clear. The hero and heroine in my books are hot for each other. They have massive quantities of sex and enjoy every second. But in my books, you won’t read about every time they get naked. Most of the action—intercourse speaking—takes place off page. One longish love scene. A few minor make out sessions. Some major kisses. But graphic? Nope.
I’m happy to talk about sex. Or read about sex. And I’m thrilled to live in a world where there are so many books about people having sex. I’ve even delved into a few—happily.
But, I’ve settled into a place where my books are an emotional journey. I love dialogue. If I could write nothing but conversations between my characters, I would be like a bee in a field of clover. Heaven on earth. You’ll notice that my hero and heroine talk during sex. A lot. Funny. Irreverent. Intense. Sexy. They cover a lot of subjects while getting naked. And while in the act. And after.
Realistic? Probably not. But even though romance novels often reflect world subject matter, most of the time, I don’t expect—or want—reality. I want an over the top love story. The end of the journey may always be the same happily ever after.
But the journey? Each author is—and should be—unique.
So, let’s talk about sex. And talk. And talk. And talk.