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Romance and erotic romance authors have a rare opportunity
to live out fantasies we may never dreamed possible. In our minds we can make love to a werewolf,
or travel in time for a romantic rendezvous.
It really is an amazing job for someone who likes to live in his or her
head!
However, along with this type of writing fun comes certain
situations where even I have blushed at my computer screen:
Here are my top five blushable moments:
1.
The first time I wrote the word nipples - Not peaks, not tight apex, but nipples. It was my first foray into learning how not
to use euphemisms for everything. I
actually turned away from my monitor as I typed the word, but I also crossed
over the threshold into being a real author who doesn't use purple prose.
2.
Dealing with the condom - Unless we are writing historical or
paranormal, safe sex is important, and many publishing houses require it. Somehow putting the condom on gives me no
trouble, but the whole disposing of it seems to perplex me. It is not something that you want to spend a
lot of time talking about, or at least I don't. I finally resorted to researching proper condom
etiquette. FYI the rule is that the man
is responsible or dealing with his own… disposal. For my story that was just released, Hands On
Me, I managed to turn this once awkward scene, into something that helped move
the plot along.
3.
Shaving and grooming – I never really discussed
this at length, but then I had a critique that asked me to describe my hero's
"situation." Every generation seems to have their own standards for
handling their grooming. Right now the
trend is for little to no pubic hair. I
know use this to show something about my character. Is my hero male a metrosexual who keeps
everything perfect? Or do I have a man
who doesn't care about following the crowd?
In a upcoming story I actually used this, not only as comic relief, but
to show how my hero changes once he's in love.
4.
Double Penetration – Anyone who writes sex
scenes knows that it has to be more than an instruction sheet, but somehow my
first double penetration scene gave me tons of trouble and lots of deep blushes. There were just so many parts and pieces to
fit together correctly, and I had to make sure my readers would understand what
I meant. I wrote the scene first as an
outline making sure I had everything in the right place, and then came back and
added in the plot, etc. However, in a
ménage romance, this scene can be one of the most emotional.
5.
Pushing My Own Limits –There have been many
times where I have been lying in bed thinking about a sexy scene, it may push
the boundaries, or sound a little left of center, but I have found that one
hundred percent of the time when I go with my gut, push past my own boundaries
and write the scene as I envisioned, it turns out much better. For my upcoming story, The Promise, I was
curious as to what would happen if my heroine was denied her orgasm, I went at
it full-throttle, and it goes down as one of my favorite scenes I have ever
written.
One thing I have learned from writing erotic romance is that
if it turns me on, it has a better chance of doing the same to my readers. At the end of the day, isn't that what we all
want?
I wish you all happy and sexy reading!
Kim Carmichael
Agent Gwen Fredricks
is a living target. Captured after a
failed mission, the code to crack a safe has literally been permanently hidden
on her. To free herself, she must retrieve
a final key. All
Agent Colin Alexander has to do to avoid a desk job is get a
code said to be on an enemy agent. He
never dreamed it would actually be on the agent, especially Gwen.
The simple shoot-and-swoop mission takes a turn for these
two sometime-lovers and full-time rivals when they call a truce to give into
their desire. Now with the promise to
keep both hands on each other at all times, they share a night together. Loyalties are tested when Gwen manages to swipe
the key away, and Colin discovers the code carefully embedded into Gwen's tramp
stamp tattoo in a glow of UV light. When
morning comes they must decide if what they feel for each other is worth
betraying their agencies.
About the Author:
Kim Carmichael began writing eight years ago when her love
of happy endings inspired her to create her own. She has a weakness for bad boys and techno
geeks, and married her own computer whiz after he proved he could keep all her
gadgets running. When not writing, she
can usually be found slathered in sunscreen trolling Los Angeles and helping
top doctors build their practices.
Excerpt:
"Stop!" A man yelled.
The barrel of another gun met her inches from her face. She
tensed, not from the gun, but from the familiar inflection in his voice. The
position of both their weapons hid the man's face.
"Get in and lower your gun, or we'll both lose."
"Back up and lower yours, or you won't have a hand
left." No one told her what to do, not ever again. The click of her
cocking her weapon echoed around them.
He stepped back. "Get in and close the door."
With her gun still raised, she stepped and waited for her
opponent to flinch first.
"Now." He moved a fraction of an inch.
She did the same, and with the silent acknowledgement they
would both comply, they lowered their guns in unison. She almost shot herself
in the foot at the sight of the man who greeted her. Before she made a mistake,
she de-cocked her gun and shook her head. "Colin?" Her body betrayed
her by trembling. Was this her punishment?
"Gwen." He shoved the gun in his waistband.
"You're the one. I would have never guessed."
Think. She screamed at herself to remember her training, and
not allow him to best her or distract her. She glanced around the room, giving
her time to not look at him. Agents were supposed to be everyday people and
blend in, but Colin Alexander stood out. From the moment she quite literally
fell into his lap through a two-story ceiling three years ago, she wasn't sure
why his agency chose such a standout. She supposed his combed-back black hair
and golden eyes were some bizarre form of female torture.
