So I was driving from the gym to work and I was listening to Zinc FM Cairns. A young woman had rung in as she was trying to track down the bloke she had a ‘sleep-over’ – one night stand with. Apparently she met him in one of the local bars here and things happened and they hooked up and I’m assuming, due to her on air level of enthusiasm, he must have been good to sleep over with…ah, sleep…can’t get enough of it. The problem was this woman did not remember the bloke’s name and she wanted to hook up with him again. In fact, other than being introduced for a nano-second and then imbibing copious amounts of the old fermented grape, she couldn’t remember his name. Not even when they were on their sleep over. She kept expecting he would repeat it. I can’t see how. It’s not like he was going to say “My name is Wayne. Do I need a condom? Get your clothes off. Did I mention my name was Wayne? Great tits. My name is Wayne."
Anyway I liked her. She made no apologies for the sleep over or wanting to meet up with him again. My point is, and I do have one, there are people who are critical of erotic romance saying that it’s not realistic and those things don’t happen and if they do women who have sleep-overs are sluts. Here’s the thing – yes, erotic romance is about sex and reality and it’s in your face and if you don’t like it in your face then put your face somewhere else. And yes, sex happens. As for women being sluts? What do we call the ‘Waynes’ of the world? Isn’t there some proverb about sin and casting stones?
Hook ups happen. No apologies.
Wednesday, 21 December 2011
Hook up...
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Thursday, 22 September 2011
This too shall pass...
Exactly...though Julia forgot to mention the heroes need to be deep, soulful thinkers who have learnt from the pain of their twisted, convoluted past and the heroine needs to have a 'daddy' fetish and the stamina of a warthog...
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, erotic romance, erotica, Julia Barrett, menage, romance books
Sunday, 14 August 2011
Random thoughts # 34098….
Do happy endings really exist or are they a greeting card company plot to make us feel bad if we’re not in a relationship?
And what the hell is a relationship? You either love – hate – lust – loathe – or are bored shitless by someone so why just plonk all those emotions under one pathetic banner? Call it what it is I say.
Do we read erotic romance for the sex or the romance? Hmmm?
I know that if one of the pumped up–bouffanted heroes off a romance novel appeared shirtless or in a kilt or pretending to be a werewolf at my door I would laugh my arse off and give him $50 to get a taxi to the airport.
Real men – flaws and all – can’t beat ‘em…some times you wish you could but beating’s against the law.
Hoping you are the same…..
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Sunday, 12 June 2011
Random thought #13678...
When I was a kid and someone first explained sex to me I said ‘No way! That so does not happen.” I thought it was the most ridiculous thing I had ever heard. I just could not believe any girl would allow any boy to do that.
Now as I sit and write the sequel to The Not So Secret Baby, I think to myself how much girls really want boys to do that and other things to them and how, unfortunately a lot of women have to find sex in erotic romances rather than with one of those boys….maybe they just never grew up and our imaginations outstripped theirs…just another random thought…
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Monday, 30 May 2011
Cherry Ripe....out now
Cherry Ripe - part of the Dirty, Sexy, Yours series is out now - click here to take a squiz - http://secretcravingspublishing.mybigcommerce.com/products/Cherry-Ripe-%28Dirty%2C-Sexy%2C-Yours%29.html
Yes, it's another cover with a nipple on it...
The blurb
When the lights go out Cherry gets to meet the sexy new neighbor she’s been lusting over from afar. Making out with the hot guy is better than reading a book with her pet tortoise. But what of the characters in the story? Can they put their lives on hold long enough for her to have an orgasm?
Mick is more than happy to take Cherry on the ride of her life. She is ripe for the picking and he wants on and in the lady. He can think of lots of sexy and dirty things to do to her in the dark. Her book can wait.
And what of storybook couple Constance and Jethro running for their lives? Can they outrun the madman with an axe? Is the strong physical attraction they have for each other based on fear or lust? Can they stay alive long enough to find out?
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Tuesday, 4 August 2009
He did what to her on page one?
I was blog hopping – checking out who was thinking what about various things. One blog, that I hadn’t read for a very long time made me think one thing straight away – and that was huh? The writer, who is a writer, was complaining about erotic romance books and how these books always have the hero and heroine having sex in the first couple of pages. Hmmm…while I’m a great believer on having an opinion, why would you set out to read an erotic romance knowing there’s a bloody good chance that sex is going to happen in the book and more that likely, from the erotica books I have read, in the first chapter or in some cases the first sentence?
This blogger then went on to criticize the fact that romance cannot come from sex, that these books were unrealistic, that the words authors use were ‘inappropriate’ and she would never read any of them again. First up, that’s absolutely her choice to not read erotica again. I respect that. But I gotta’ say that the whole thing about romance books, whether they are mainstream or erotica, is that they’re first and foremost romantic fantasy. That’s what people want to read. A book allows you a couple of hours to kickback and not think about all the crap going in your life or has the laundry been done or can I serve up cereal again tonight for dinner or do I pay the bill on the reminder notice or can I push it ‘til the final demand? Reading is a break from real life. Most readers recognize that. While they would like a hero, maybe wearing a kilt, to kick open a door, storm in, snatch them up in his arms and take them to some wildly exotic place and shag their brains out giving them repetitive mind blowing orgasms, I gotta tell ya’ it’s a pretty fair bet it ain’t gonna’ happen in real life. It’s fantasy. Readers know that.
As for the romance not evolving from sex, well here’s the thing, it can and it does and if it’s never happened to you then don’t declare it can’t happen. How do you know? Inappropriate language….really, what is inappropriate anymore? ‘Fuck’ is used constantly as is ‘cock’ and ‘pussy’ and ‘arse’ etc not only in books but on TV, music, film and in the street. If you find those words offensive then you have every right not to read an erotic romance. Those words, and much worse, are going to be in there and I would have assumed a writer, in the romance writing business, would understand how different genres work.
Yes, I respect her opinion. No, I don’t agree with her dismissal of an entire genre. That’s dismissing the readers who love it.
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Friday, 2 January 2009
Dirty, filthy, naughty….
Who me? Yes, apparently so. It has been explained to me that anyone who writes erotic romance will go to hell. Well first up, I was going there anyway. Secondly, I never base my beliefs or thoughts on the hypocritical bullshit of others.
So there I was getting told, in less than subtle language, that erotic romance is not true romance and that the people who write it cannot write real romance. Hmmm…I reckon that’s a pretty big call. What is this knowledge based on? The Doomsday Book? The laws of the Magna Carta? The philosophy of Socrates? Written on the wall of the ladies powder room? From a fortune cookie? No – just good old fashioned dyed in the wool prejudice. Yes – everyone has a right to an opinion just as everyone can say yes or no to a particular type of book genre. And have an opinion by all means and if you must inflict it on others don’t expect everyone to agree.
So - are erotic romance writers filthy? No. We shower every day – sometimes twice – depends on water restrictions I guess. Are we depraved? Depraved meaning wicked? Yes, some of us are very, very wicked and we like it. Are we naughty? Only every alternate day and it depends on chocolate supply and how the hormones are running. Can erotic romance writers write real romance? Well of course they can. They use a computer. It’s very easy.
Life, as we know is not just about missionary sex with the lights out. The thing is romantic sex has been around this Billy was a pup (Aussie for a very long time). People like it. They’ve discovered babies come from sex. No really, I heard it the other day. Forget all about the stork thing. Sex is out there and we have to deal with it. Yes, you can avert your eyes and no one would think any less of you. You can say ‘oh no, I will not buy the smutty book with the half nekkid couple on the front.’ That’s your right. Or you can look and ponder and wonder how he could possibly get the leverage to do that to her and can I try that at home without pulling a muscle?
Okay – so that’s sex, now to love. People fall in love. Songs are written about it, florists thrive on selling roses and white weddings are always happening. So, let’s add sex to love. Pretty obvious huh? So then put those two concepts in a book where the hero and heroine are wildly attracted to one another and fall in love. They are so attracted that they make love…you know because they are in love. Is there a problem with that? Is she not supposed to have sex with him? Ever? Is it forbidden to read stuff like that? If so where is that written? In the small print on the back of the cereal box?
The thing that interests me is that there is a clear market for erotic romance. So why do wowsers or some non erotic romance writers get their knickers in a twist over the morality of it? I write mainstream romance and erotic romance. Is that like having an angel on one shoulder and the devil on the other? Am I only half bad? The thing is we have so many people running around telling us what to do that I say - back off Betty and let us at least choose the books we read or write. How does mine or anyone else’s choices make any difference to a wowser?
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