The Magic of Writing

Can you believe I’ve been working on my WIP pretty steadily for the last three days and I still haven’t written their sex scene?

(which is exactly where I stopped last week) And in those three days I’ve only done some layering and revising, that added three more pages? It’s ok though. I’m ok with not getting a lot of pages written because I still feel like I’m getting a lot done.

You see, when I first starting writing erotica, it was easy. It sacrilegious to say writing is easy, and I’m praying I haven’t cursed myself for saying it now, but I have to be honest. I honestly believe it was easy for me because I was ignorant. I didn’t know what to look for or how to make my characters strong, or really, how to invoke any other emotions in them than lust.

I’m learning now though, and I’m not going to say the writing is harder, but it is more work. Mentally and emotionally it’s more work to try and make my characters come alive other than just in the bedroom. But I love it! There are times I hate it. Times I think I suck, and I’ll never finish a novel that is publishable. Times I think I’ll never be able to write more than bedroom stories, but truly…I love it. I love the challenge, the work, the magic of characters coming alive in my mind and turning into more than just names and descriptions on a page.

That’s the magic of writing.