Barely Myself

Chocolate, romance, sex, and my musings. Read at your own risk!

Well, first I wrote fiction exclusively. After discovering nonfiction writing in a truly signature bonehead moment, there I was: and then I rediscovered it all. I really wanted to start an adult content writing business or something similar (like a sex blog) because I had the urge to venture off down that road. I am sure that I am not the only one who started a little dirty in their reading and writing. Sure, I read novels - the first ever was The Red Badge of Courage. But all in all, I read a smutty fanfiction website, VC Andrews for various reasons, and anything hot I could get my hands on. I filled my journals with all my thoughts, including my dirty ones. I frequently and freely wrote those dreams, those desires, and those musings in my mind. In fact, my muse never stopped putting out (totally intentional, I had to) until I decided not to in my writing.

I first assumed that I was writing all these things and had an obsession because I was enamored and abstinent: I decided no sex until absolute love (and marriage I was hoping!) and when I did have sex for the first time, things seemed just way too … off. Nonfiction writing is my first love it seems, and it also seemed I lost my other love.

That, however, was probably strongly due to the fact that my only trusted friend is the one who manipulated me. Not rape per se, but let’s just say we all make mistakes and regret the things we do some time or another.

If you have ever spoken to before, chances are you have heard me mention MH. That true and absolute love this romantic desperately wanted. Right after I stopped looking. I am not only a girl with a dirty mind: I am a girl with both feet in for romance. I am definitely a hopeless romantic.

Meeting MH, I knew that he was the one. I mean THE ONE. It couldn’t be more perfect, he and I. I was actually enjoying sex then and now. I was ready to start a few adult writing businesses which are in a suspended hiatus with my partner. Yet, I learned of an intriguing new subgenre: erotic romance. Even further into the genre I found my love for paranormal erotic romance. There couldn’t be a more perfect genre for me. As I examine the two, I find that I know this is the genre for me. It shakes up the writing career I am establishing at first, but then I find it totally fits my freedom as a writer. I just write whatever the hell I want to and I keep it that way.

So, I did what I do with my passions: I feed them with books. Only nonfiction books on writing at the moment (yeah, haven’t grabbed an erotic romance lately…sheesh!) but I take my last dollar and suffer all consequences to read on my passions. What could be a truer test of passions than one’s devotion?

So no joke, as I plan my paranormal erotic romance novella with the working title “Her Angel of Music” I am unashamed to write my take on a classic, to fill in the sensual blanks, or blog about the honest truth in my passions, and I am also eating chocolate.

Sometimes, it just hits you in the head when something is right, and you have to listen to your heart. We call those epiphanies, my friends.

Readers. Friends. Never be afraid to follow your dreams. We each have individual and unique desires. Niches are not just for business success, they are for personal success as well. Follow your dreams!