Recent discussions and comments have prompted me to think maybe my thinking is a little off. When I first began writing my Arbor U series, I thought what I was writing was pushing the proverbial envelope during my sex scenes, since I actually described The Act, with part A sliding into part B, and the shower scene in book #3. Twenty-five years later, I find what I've written is more the mainstream, since I don't use any terms other maybe 'cock'. The penis is described as a 'shaft', 'male member', or even 'dick'. But nowadays, you hear 'cock' being used in R movies and even TV after 10pm.
And since my early beta readers were kids around age twelve, plus my own thirty-something self, and the occasional senior citizen, so naturally I thought this was my target audience. My own mother voiced her opinion that my books be required reading for all HS seniors....'If only you would take out all those bad words!'
And indeed, in the past nine years I've been doing the craft fair circuit, I've only had the occasional teenage bookworm stop by my booth. The majority are women my age, or even twenty-somethings, wanting anything from Fantasy to Christian Inspy.
So maybe it's time to kick the heat level up a notch? After all, my 1st agent called Forbidden Love 'erotic romance'. And its heat level doesn't even compare with Teacher's Pet. On the heat scale, Keri and Kyle check in at about a slow-burning candle, while Tammy and Kevin are maybe a campfire hot? Harlie, feel free to voice your opinion here, lol!
I noticed when I was rereading book #4, Balancing Act, that the final sex scene takes its time; describing everything they are feeling and experiencing (nope, not gonna tell you who!), and that with a small amount of rewriting, I can make that scene come alive a bit more.
So anyone who read the love scenes I posted between Elicia and Eric; Amy and Matt; and most recently, Keri and Kyle, let me know if you think I need to kick the sex into high gear? I can always make a tame version for the more reserved readers; I've already done that for Kenzie's books.
For the first time since I began going to karaoke, none of the songs I sang last night will be repeated. Why? Too low. I only sang four songs: Bye Bye Bye (although at times I was okay, overall, yuck!); Bye Bye Love (again, I was okay on the chorus, but not the verses, so 'Bye Bye'!); Beds Are Burning (awful!); and Being With You (sounded okay while singing to YouTube, but on my own....nah.).
And because B and I caught a train on the way home (a train!), the spouse griped because I was home at 2:30am. I nearly got up and slept in the other room. I'm rapidly losing my patience with his snide comments.
But On A Good Note....
Balancing Act is formatted! All I have to do today is double check a few areas and send it back:) Then my editor can start hacking my scenes to pieces. I hope she'll be kind to Gretchen....the poor girl just fell down the slippery slope of trying to please everyone. But more about it as we get closer to publication!
Come back tomorrow for more of the 2002 saga of the Youth League Baseball:)