For me it's the action and world-building that flip my switch. The more creative I can be, the better I like it.
I love action, shoot-outs and explosions. I absolutely adore chase scenes and fist fights. In every one of my novels you will have one or more of these scenes. The wilder--the better.
In Slipping the Past, I have a fight scene on top of a skyscraper between two reapers, resulting in a free fall from 150 stories for two of the characters.
In Last Flight of the Ark, Kaleb is attacked by one of his passengers, bitten and mutated, bringing about the beginning of the end for an enemy bent on harvesting his crew for food.
In Blown Away, MacKay and Boomer face off with seawasps and a bomb in a G-class freighter's holding tank. In the second novella in the same book, Happy Trails, There's a HALO (high altitude, low observation) jump from the stratosphere that kicks off a chase scene on an alien world where the pair barely escape drowning in rapids.
Now, what do I like writing the least...
Sex. Yeah, I know, it kind of goes hand-in-hand with erotic romance, but it's hard to keep it fresh and not have the same old throbbing encounters. There are only so many words an author can use for Mr. Willy. Seriously...
Pecker.
Cock.
Dick.
Prick.
Penis.
Pecker.
Wood.
Erection.
Tackle.
Slong.
*Sighs*
I refuse to resort to purple prose. No purple-helmeted, love warriors here.
*Looks behind her to find nosey husband sneaking a peek.* Mention penis and men appear. I swear it's like one of those silent dog whistles. They just know you're writing sex and it lures them like a siren's song.
I digress. Where was I?
Yeah--love scenes.
*Sighs louder* You can go away now, man of mine. I'm not writing anything pornographic. I promise.
When I first started writing erotic romance, I used to want to run and hide under the bed when I handed it over to the Betas to read. I've since gotten over that, but it's still not easy. Erotic romance requires a certain amount of finesse in the love scenes and when they go wrong, they can go horribly wrong.
Thankfully I haven't had any of those horribly wrong moments yet.
Well, that about does it. What I like writing and what I don't like writing so much.
Thanks for coming by,
D L
9 comments:
Oh yes, husbands and partners just know, don't they and when you hastily switch screens that sort of confirms it. My husband hasn't read any of my books. I think its better that way!!!
I love that HALO jump, Dawn!! Would I dare do anything like that? No.
"Mention penis and men appear. I swear it's like one of those silent dog whistles."
ROFL! Never thought of it that way, but I think you may be right. It's like they can sense things heating up, or the keyboard burning...or something. It's like radar. And they do seem to become shoulder parrots at the worst possible times. Don't know about you, but I can't sort through a sex scene when someone's loitering about with hovering curiosity. :]
Mine never reads my books either, Barbara...just those occasional "delicate" snippets.
Fun post, Dawn!
I agree with Laurie, that line cracked me up!
I liked the post; it was entertaining.
Thanks,
Tracey D
great post, Dawn. Your imagination knows no limit, despite the looming distractions of the husband checking things out.
Be glad your men don't read your sex scenes. Mine suffers from delusions (and I let him keep them because I'm a good wife) that every sex scene is inspired by him. And every male character with a dominant personality? Also inspired by him. *Eye roll while smiling* I love that man!
My killer when it comes to sex scenes is always a sudden emergency (read whining session) from the kids. I lose time rereading what I previously wrote before interruption because I've totally lost 'the mood'.
Loved your post, Dawn. My silly hubby read my first book about a vampire then bit me. After a smack to his forehead, I kindly explained that it's fiction not fantasy. :D
Great post, you had me laughing.
LOL. My husband really was standing behind me while I was typing this up this morning. No kidding. Really. And he happened to look over as he was stuffing the wood stove and see my list. Of course that caught his attention. You should have seen the look on his face as I continued on, knowing he was reading every word. That'll teach him to snoop.
Bad, Dawn, bad, bad, girl.
He's never read anything of mine, but I wonder if he's going to now.
Tackle? Wow, I feel left out because I haven't seen that used before! Haha, loved your post!
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