Writing a hinky sports novel is a bit like Will Farrell making another ESPN-based movie. Nobody expects it to make much sense, but you know you’ll get a couple of laughs, see some boobies, watch some guys do stupid things in their undershorts, maybe experience an unexpectedly touching moment.Continue reading
Under all those words, you’re still a virgin.Continue reading
An important part is getting your characters fuddled with wine, or magical enhancement, or the compliments of someone very attractive, and encouraging them to make some bad decisions.Continue reading
I didn’t expect to fall for him. You know. Just a little crush. Where you dream about him at night and wake up and write a scene where something nice happens to him, because you feel just a tiny bit guilty for messing him over all the time. He has big black eyes and a warrior-god body and a very magical, authoritative, yet sensitive way of satisfying a woman. And he won’t quit until you’re satisfied. A lot.Continue reading
When I write a sexy paranormal story, the speculative idea is like that little turn of the wrist that makes all the pieces in the kaleidoscope shift a fraction of an inch … and suddenly you see a whole new pattern. The junk inside the kaleidoscope is the same old junk. But because the light is shooting between all those mirrors, an ordinary little piece of life becomes fascinating.
Do this with sex and you’ll see what I mean about keeping it fresh.Continue reading