Had a chat with a male friend this weekend about the fine line between romance and erotica.
He is well aware that I write books but I think he assumed I wrote sweet romance.
I assured him that I did not.
He then jumped from sweet right to erotica.
The conversation rolled quickly downhill.
Whoa! What about romance? What about having sex in a story without it sounding like a badly written letter to Penthouse Forums?
He didn't get it.
We discussed at length the wording differences between romance sex and erotica sex.
For him it was either all or...well...all.
For me it was writing what I was comfortable with.
I enjoy reading erotica but deep down (actually, not that deep) I'm just a prude.
I blush just thinking about writing it.
I blush even more thinking about someone I might know reading it.
I'm just always blushing!
And yes, my own sex scenes make me blush but only while I'm writing them. ;)
To make a long story short...too late...it was good to get another point of view, especially a male point of view, about what he perceived was between the pages.
A quick thank you to Tara at Tara Tyler Talks for saying such nice things about me today!
So, anyone else NOT at the Romance Writers of America convention in NYC?