I always flake out on the sex scenes. EVERY. DAMN. TIME.
I’ve been working on this one for days. It’s stupid. I love reading a great sex scene. So why in the name of all things unholy can I not just write one without my brain grinding to a halt the minute the pants come off? I dunno. I figure maybe it’s got something to do with the unavoidable fact that there are only so many ways to have sex. At least, that’s true as long as your characters are human and uninterested in using recreational equipment, both of which apply to nearly all my guys and definitely apply to the ones currently waiting for me to get them off already. That being the case, as a writer you eventually feel like you’re repeating yourself. I mean, yeah, your characters bring their original spin to it, with their individual personalities and the emotions between them. Still, there are only a finite number of ways to describe the physical act of sex without sounding stupid and/or hopelessly purple.
It drives me up a goddamn tree, to tell the truth. I hate feeling like I’m saying the same thing I’ve said before, but I know there’s not really any way to avoid it. So I end up flaking out on sex scenes. And this is a big, important sex scene, so I’m having a big, major flake-out. Blargh.
Vent over. Discuss among yourselves :) Also, I’m curious to know if it bothers anyone when descriptions of sex aren’t particularly varied, as long as the emotional connection between the characters is good and engaging. As a reader I have to admit I don’t notice the sex descriptions as long as the emotions are there and the descriptions aren’t just plain bad. What do y’all think?
(ironically, I sort of feel like I’ve posted on this topic before…)
Written by Ally Blue
Ally is a rich and famous author of hot gay manlove. She travels the world in her private jet, being waited on hand and foot by her team of pretty young men who bring her umbrella drinks and make out for her pleasure . . . Okay, so that's her dream life. Her novels of Manlove & Angst are mostly written in her living room, in between working at the Evil Day Job and doing Mom Stuff. Oh, the glamorous life of an author!
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