Guest Blogger: Holly J Gill
Firstly I would like to thank Lucy for allowing me to be a guest!!
My topic is about writing erotic/erotica romantic fiction and enjoy what you write.
Writing erotic/erotica fiction gets an audience, whether its “OMG that’s disgusting,” or “Wow, you really write that stuff, that’s naughty,” giggles. It comes with mixed reactions whether you’re shocked or intrigued. Sex, lovemaking is natural, a majority of us do it and actually like it, unlike the ones who like to be washing their hair! Whether you see Erotica as porn, hardcore, explicit disgrace, or shy away whenever the subject comes up, we are all entitled to opinions. However, on the other side, its lovemaking, passion, erotic, sexual intimacy and has its unique ways of having exciting fun, between consenting adults!
Erotica is a genre on its own, and not all about explicit sex, but if the story is structured well, with a good plot, setting and characters, it leads of into its own little word. The build up, the tension, passion and excitement and without the sex the story cannot be told, and would be missing the main highlights, it would be made boring, the sex is there to feel the appreciation and intimacy. But remembering to keep the story flowing and not just have it about the sex, add fantasises whether its dressing up or BDSM keeping the reader focused and enjoying the scenes, it’s the drive from the characters that make it special.
“Romantica” is used in romance and erotic, making it a huge category, but in these its not just holding hands these boundaries are removed, no limits, take it further and make the passion hotter than ever. They also like adding fantasy, mystery, science fiction or paranormal, keeping the story on its toes, just like any other fictions out there.
Erotica is unlike pure romances and looses the poetic euphemisms, making sure the story built up of the language and sexual imagery and these are used to drive the sexual tension.
After the recent success of Fifty Shades Of Grey it has finally opened the erotic/erotica world up. Finally able to go in a bookstore and see a novel of the genre on the shelves, and bookstands was exciting, yet again their was arguments and the book should only been seen on the top shelf, yet again the sex stigma. Young children can see it, yes they can, but they can also see thrillers with explicit murders being given step by step!
Now sitting down and actually writing an erotic/erotica, romantic novel with a good plot and characters can be challenging in itself. Personally keep writing as a hobby, write it for the pleasure, enthral the characters, plot and setting and love the journey. Submit to publishers with an open mind, become aware that if you get that contact it’s a bonus. It is hard no matter how many rejections you get and how disheartening it can be and you have low and high points, keep writing, keep sharing your imagination with your laptop, pen and paper. However, keep writing, hang in there! It is daunting the hours, time, and the research you put into the fiction but do it for the sake of your pleasure. I after years of writing secretly, I finally told my best friend about four years ago. Yes shocked, but she read my work and loved it. I never expected to be where I am today and thanks to Secret Cravings Publishers my first novel with Nikki Blaise is out there.
Getting everyone to agree to read erotic/erotica is a matter of opinions and it will always get the stigma. If you enjoy writing it, keep going, whether you write under a pen name or your own, keep going. Remember write for pleasure as the story unfolds within your heart. If it don’t fit, take it out, if it’s out of character get rid. You create these characters you know what they like and dislike, make them exciting and do crazy things it makes it more compelling, but keep the drive and enjoy what you write.
Happy writing and reading no matter what your genre!
Desires—a place where fantasies are made flesh and dreams become real. From BDSM to being a dog, Desires can provide it with bells on, if that’s your kink.
Stacie Clifford’s only desire is to regain her sexual confidence after her recent escape from an abusive marriage. She joins Desires looking for re-education in the joys of her body. There is only one condition; her contract states emotional attraction between tutor and student is forbidden. Stacie is fine with that; her heart is so battered she has no desire to give it to anyone else.
Then she meets her instructor, Dan. Instantly attracted, at first Stacie thinks it will help to make her sexually comfortable with him. But when she realises she is falling in love, she can’t tear herself away, contract or no. Stacie knows that, no matter how kind and caring Dan appears, he’s just doing his job. Can Stacie overcome her own Desires and walk away?
Dan moved closer to her and knelt at the side of the bath. He gazed deep into her eyes and then deliberately looked down at where her breasts were hidden under the cover of bubbles. His mouth was inches from hers. She could just lean forward and kiss him.
“How would you feel about playing with yourself in the bath? You could use your shower gel to soap up your breasts to start.”
Stacie looked at him, stunned, and glanced at the bottle of shower gel.
Well that wasn’t quite what I had in mind.
Stacie looked back at him. Was he waiting for her to begin? “With you watching?” she said, just to clarify.
“Yes, of course. I need to keep an eye on you. I have a feeling if I don’t keep watching, as soon as my back’s turned you’ll forget why you’re here.” His tone was teasing.
The idea was intriguing. What the heck? Why not? She raised her upper body up and slowly brushed off the bubbles so her breasts were on show to him. They gleamed from the water, and steamed slightly as they came out into the open air. Her smooth pink nipples crinkled and shrank in protest.
She watched Dan watching her breasts. His eyes flicked up and he gave her a smile, not abashed in the slightest. This close up, she could see details in his face she hadn’t noticed before. His lips were perfect and kissable, his cheekbones high and well-shaped. There was a slight scar, thin and about an inch long, on his right cheek. Stacie wondered how he had got it. His nose was elegant and his eyes looked like pools of chocolate framed by the kind of thick, dark eyelashes girls paid far too much money for. His gelled hair was styled in rough spikes and his stubble just cried out to have fingers rubbed over it. He was delicious.
She closed her eyes and dunked her head under the water, coming back up with her hair shiny and slick, plastered to her head. She felt like a mermaid. She ran her hands over her head and gazed at Dan, deliberately catching her lower lip between her teeth as she’d seen other women do. She didn’t want him to just be doing his job. She wanted him to want her.
Dan’s eyes were fixed on her. The candles in the room flickered in the damp atmosphere. Stacie took a bath puff from the side and squeezed a generous amount of shower gel onto it.
She lay back in the bath, bringing out her left leg from the water. Steam evaporated from her leg and she let Dan gaze at it for a second before leisurely applying the bath puff to her gleaming skin. She ran it down her thigh, then bent her knee, bringing her knee up to her chest and smoothing the bath puff down her calf, pointing her toe the whole time.
In her peripheral vision she could see Dan watching her keenly.
Holly J Gill Bio
Wife and mum of three children. I work as a care assistant at a residential home and in my spare time I write erotic/erotica romantic novels. My writing career started when I was a young child having a wild imagination. In my spare time I like visiting my friends, listening to music, watching movies and travelling the English countryside.
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