………my earlier post about the ease and/or difficulty of writing in a genre outside one’s comfort zone (whether it’s erotica or something else entirely, it’s all the same). To challenge myself as a writer is to better myself at the craft of putting words together and coming up with magic.
Most of my stories reflect my life, as I’ve mentioned in at least one other post. When I mention to friends that I’ve taken on erotica, to a one, the response has been only positive. So, I know this story will be received with a lot of love and support.
But there is a huge amount of fear attached to this.
I have a tremendous fear of letting go of my intellect and embracing my passions.
In short, I have to go from icy logical Vulcan to fiery impulsive Romulan.
Because, you see, I’ve been saying over and over for awhile now that I want passion in my life. Passion for what I do, in the creative sense. Passion for what I want, in the professional sense. Passion in all of its glorious and beautiful and frightening and positive glory.
What is erotica but a tale of two adult people surrendering to fiery, impulsive passion?
“To create out of logic rather than emotion is not logical.”
I think Spock would have said something like this. Whether or not he agreed with it, he would have seen its truth.
To create something, it must be born out of emotion by way of passion.