Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Jen Winters Guest Post!

Happy Halloween, Readers! Jen Winters here, guest posting on The Erotica Writer Blues! Thank you so much Jordan Buchanan for having me and giving me the chance to chat with you today!
For those of you who don’t know me, I write paranormal romance as well as homeschool my kids, and stay at home mom. You can tell I do all these things because my house is only clean once a month…for about two hours…
I am also a staunch supporter of the indie community! I promote and advertise other indie authors as much as I am able, and I admin a very special Facebook group called Author Promo Co-op. We don’t actually promote to each other, we help each other promote to our readers! This is an author’s resource group and a close knit circle of friends. We welcome any supporter of the indie community and liberally use the ban button to keep the spam away.

This week, I am happy to announce that Kissing Demons is going on its first Kindle Countdown Deal!! It will be available for download FREE from October 29th through November 2nd! Woohoo!! Can’t beat free, right?!

Why am I giving away my first book this week? Because I am having a PART-AY! October 30th I am hosting a paranormal romance SPECTACULAR!! We have an amazing line-up of authors taking over from 2:30-10pm CDT. We are having a huge competition to see who represents their favorite supernaturals best! Are you a vampire? Shifter? Spell-caster? Or Fae? Pick a team. Participate in the daily competition questions leading up to the party. Participate in the competition at the party, and we will find out who is the best!

I am looking forward to getting to know you and your favorite supernatural! Don’t forget to share this post and show our host some love! And remember…

Thursday, October 15, 2015

Changing the aesthetic

I met a gaggle of great new-to-me authors at DTHE3, and I've been trying to read at least one book by each since. I didn't think it was possible to do, but I believe I have overdone it. Yes, I have overdosed on erotica. I literally can neither read nor write another sex scene and will have to wait until the effects wear off. Whew.

I've been noticing recently that authors are trying to embrace the notion that not all heroines need to be reed thin or cover girl beautiful, although the hero always thinks, and tells her, she is. Absolutely nothing wrong there -- beauty is in the eye of the beholder, right? It's subtly written, usually along the lines of "he loved her curves". You' will never read "he kissed the adorable pudges of fat bulging at the base of her shoulder blades" or "he lovingly caressed her muffin top". She is usually self-conscious about her weight, while he thinks she's crazy for not recognizing what a knockout she is.

The heroes,however, aren't getting cut any slack. They are all handsome, hot and, without a doubt, hung like a horse. All are unbelievably skilled lovers. In a book I recently finished, I lost count of how many orgasms the heroine had,each of them "the most intense//overwhelming/amazing she'd ever had in her entire life".  How high does that bar go anyway? The love interests in our books are never short or chubby. It's as if there is an unspoken bond among romance writers to compensate for real life by giving us perfect book boyfriends. Is there no room for reality in romantic fiction? If I wrote a love story about two overweight 50-somethings, would anyone read it?

Personally, I find all sorts and sizes of people attractive. If you iined up the guys who ever played the part of love interest in my life, you'd never find a more diverse group. Not a George Clooney or Brad Pitt in the bunch but still capable of making my heart beat faster and my temperature rise.  I was never tempted to impose unrealistic expectations on them regarding appearance. However, I can't say
the same for myself. I completely fell, and still fall, victim to the belief that because I'm not thin and growing older, with the wrinkles and gray hair to show for it, it's not appropriate for me to act in a sexual way. My husband once broached the subject of recording a video. "I do NOT want to see that," I told him."If I ever see myself having sex, I may never want to have it again, and I like it far too much to give it up."  I've always said that you can get a woman to do almost anything if you convince her she looks beautiful doing it. I guess I'm harder to convince than most.

I'm going to keep my eyes peeled for more romantic characters that stray from the conventionally good looking mold. I'm rooting for the nerdy guy that fixes the computer, the accountant that saves me money, and the contractor that builds me a steam shower. My heroes!

Thursday, October 8, 2015

No bail will get you out of this jail

Two days of partying at Damn, That's Hot Erotica 3 are in the books, and it has been great! The authors and bloggers are unbelievably generous with the giveaways. The participation level by the attendees is high, and everyone is having a blast.

One word of warning, and I hate having to say this, but there are folks out there who get their jollies by trolling events very clearly labeled as ADULT and finding posts or pics to report. Because of it, authors must promote their erotica in PG13 ways. Let's use the Muppets for the 50 Shades movie sequel. On second thought, that could be pretty funny. Miss Piggy in a black wig as Ana, Kermit as Christian -- think about it. But I digress. What happens if a pic you post is reported? Facebook blocks you from your account for days, a week, a month. You're in Faceboook jail. Needless to say, I'll be cautious with my posts.

REMINDER: My timeslots are 6 pm on Friday and 9 pm on Monday. It is a private event, and you need an invite to attend. Friend me on FB and I'll be happy to send you one.

Xander's Garden
 I'm within shouting distance of finishing the first draft, but struggling a bit with the ending. Even though it's a futuristic fantasy, it still must tie up all the loose ends. I hate to finish a book and think, "but what about..." 

Here's an excerpt from one of my favorite scenes:

Rose poured Xander a third cup of tea and took her accustomed seat. “She’s better, better than I thought possible after only a few days. She’ll be here today to work in your office, I’m sure of it.”
“She doesn’t have to; I hope she knows that. I don’t wish to rush her.” He looked toward the doorway as if willing Violet to appear. “I had a message delivered to Janis’ parents. Perhaps the loss of their daughter will help sway them into making a favorable decision about taking in her child.”
“You would think they would want to know their only grandchild.”
“Yes, you would. In any case, we’ll go on as we have been for the time being. At least we have a few months free of worrying about Daron. What has become of your plans for Ladies’ Night?”
“We’re going to meet about it this afternoon and get back on track. I think the activity will do Violet good.”
“Yes, it will do me good,” the girl agreed, stepping into the room. “Thank you for giving me the time I needed, but I’m ready to work.”
Xander smiled for the first time in days. “Wonderful. Happy to hear it, the children have been asking for you, and Rose has threatened my life if I've made a mess of your file organization.”
Violet, with a seriously determined look on her face, took a seat next to Rose. “I need to ask you both something, and I want an honest answer. What if I told you I’d like to become a sex provider?”
Xander’s jaw dropped, and Rose audibly gasped. “Violet, why?” she stammered.
“I want to go to University, and it’s the only way I can imagine making the money quickly enough. I know I’m inexperienced, but I can learn. And I’ve been told I’m pretty.” At that, she looked down at her feet, her cheeks pink.
“You’re beautiful, Violet. That’s not why I’m hesitant.” In truth, Xander was unsettled by his reaction to her request. Is this what a father feels when he realizes his little girl has grown up? If so, he had a new found respect for fathers everywhere. “Maybe it would be best if you talked this over with Rose. I trust her judgment on this.” Rose shot him a look that spoke volumes; she was quite aware he was dodging the issue.
“Why don’t you go grab some breakfast and some coffee, and I’ll meet you in the dining room in a few minutes?” she asked Violet. “It’s still early, and we should have the place to ourselves.”
After making sure Violet was out of earshot, she turned to Xander, daggers shooting from her dark eyes. “Thank you very much for putting the monkey on my back! You think this is a simple hiring decision? She’s not like the girls who normally come to us, and you know it.” Rose was something to see when angry. Her cheeks flushed in a lovely way as she stood before him, fists on her hips. 

“I know. I don’t think it’s right for her either, but she has a point about money for University. We all think she should go, right?”
Rose blew out a breath and sat back down.. “Yes. You haven’t heard from your parents yet, have you?”
Xander shook his head, his expression somber. “There is one other option. She’d still have to take a client, but only one.”
“Oh, my God, the Virgin Auction.”  The light bulb went off over Rose’s head. “It has been so long since we had a candidate, I had forgotten all about it. Xander, you’re a genius.” She startled him by jumping up and kissing him quickly on the cheek before flying out the door “I’ll explain it to Violet right now.”