What
is sensual fiction? I have found when I write fiction which is
decidedly about sexual situations, but don't do the graphic descriptions
of sex, normal readers of what is considered erotica on the Internet
are not terribly impressed.
I find, as I write the
erotic fiction which is "enjoyed"
by my readers, there is something missing from it. I suppose
that something is me. I empathize with Anaïs Nin as she
writes in her diary about the Collector:
I was sure the old
man knew nothing about the beatitudes, ecstatsies, dazzling
reverberations
of sexual encounters. Cut out the poetry was his message. Clinical
sex, deprived of all the warmth of love — the orchestration
of all the senses, touch, hearing, sight, palate, all the euphoric
accompaniments, background music, moods, atmosphere, variations — forced
him to resort to literary aphrodisiacs.
For me, this is fiction
which explores sensual and sexual situations - these are the "better
secrets." Some readers have told me how powerful this writing
is. Other have
sent practically
hate mail. Take it for what it is - a poetic form
of prose. Whether you love it or hate it, be sure to let
me know what you think by e-mail.
Desire
Walks On (2003) - an affair? an old flame kindled?
The Telamon and the Muse (2004 removed for
more work)
Bruised (2005)
- the morning after
Dear Muse (2006)
- a love letter
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