Hello, lovely peeps, Doris here. I must admit I had no idea what to write about this week, and then hubby was giggling about something, namely a colleague’s reaction as to what I was writing, and I thought to myself, yeah, let’s revisit that topic.
It ties in somewhat nicely with Ravenna’s post on what Erotic Romance really is. You know, even though I write under my own name, it’s surprising how many folks have no idea what I actually do.
Then again, maybe not. Unless you’re friends with me on Social Media you probably wouldn’t guess that I’m an author. I don’t go around handing out business cards at the school gates, that’s for sure, or any other time for that matter.
But, every once in a while it will come up in conversation.
“Oh, what do you do?”
I usually smile and say, “I write erotic romance.” That results in one or the other reaction but nearly always this face.
Especially, when I then go on to explain what I mean by that. Always amuses me greatly, I have to say, especially when folks get so embarrassed by the mere mention of sex that they turn red and scurry away like frightened little rabbits.
I kinda feel like saying, “It’s okay, you can’t get pregnant from reading a book, you know.”
Of course, you get the other reaction too. The wink, wink, oh I know what you’re doing now. No wonder you have nine kids and do your husband and you really do that…
Well, as far as I’m concerned that is almost as rude and nosy as the folks who exclaim about the fact that we do have nine kids and don’t we own a telly etc.
My standard reply to that always is, “Yes, but sex is so much more fun.”
Cue, red faces and they slink away. I once gave that response in the middle of a crowded church hall, after Sunday service.
I ask you. Mind you, that same church also insisted that I stop writing erotic romance and hubby lost his job as Sunday school teacher after he point blank refused to take me in hand and make me stop writing.
I kid you not.
He is still most annoyed about the taking me in hand comment. As it happens he is my Sir and thus in charge in the bedroom at least, but he would never dream of stopping me from doing something that I love to do or to presume to run my life for me.
No, sireee, not our dynamic at all.
Anyhoo, I digress, as usual.
The point is, folks will have all sorts of reactions to your writing, and you need to grow a thick skin early to deal with the fallout. And there will be fallout unless you write under a pen name and keep it completely 100 % secret, and heaven help you when that secret comes out.
Of course, there is also a different kind of fallout, the positive one. I’ve met so many lovely people, both authors, and readers as a direct result of my writing, they, by far, outweigh the odd neigh sayer.
So, be proud, own the fact that you’re writing in the bestselling genre there is, regardless of what subgenre you might be writing in.
You rock, folks!
That’s all from me today.
Do stay naughty,