Like the title? I am so clever, right?
But, seriously, I do not like to write sex scenes. Do. Not. Like. I know it’s supposed to show the emotional arc of my characters and the connection of their souls and blah, blah, blah, but you know what I’m thinking?
WHAT IF MY GRANDMOTHER READS THIS? (Or my mother-in-law, or baby sister, or… you get the drift).
I know, I shouldn’t think that. And I’ve gotten better at blocking that out. With each book I am pushing myself to get more comfortable with the whole writing about sex thing. And, I really do think I’ve gotten better at it. In fact, for my current WIP I have a whole chapter almost entirely dedicated to sex. It’s a miracle!
I was actually going to tweet about it, but… well, my baby sister follows me on twitter and… well, not okay.
Point being, I always feel like I’m the only one out there on this I’m-uncomfortable-with-this boat. And maybe I am, but I feel like it’s an important facet to the stories I’m telling, so I’m working on it, improving, blocking Grandma out.
And I think that’s okay.