General: Nanowrimo 2015

I guess I’m an erotic author at heart. I’ve managed more words this Nano than in any of the last five years.

Before anyone gets upset with me, of course, I’m an erotic author. It’s what I’m writing and I think it’s pretty good, too.

What I should have said, and will fumble my way through, is writing erotic, I’m writing more seriously. Taking myself as a writer more serious.

I don’t feel like a pretender even though I’m writing under a different name. I want to respect – hope I am – this genre, its authors and readers.

Nano is the kick in the pants for me to get Bonnie and Boris down on paper – in the computer – and out to you. I think you’ll enjoy them. I find them funny – maybe more who I wish I was, in the sense of confidence. To be and do whatever without stressing over what it is I’m doing. And, no, not their sexual lives. The core of the characters that’s what I wish I had more of.

Ah, I think I’ll stop that line of conversation, no matter how much I try to say it’ll still be read – I want to be Bonnie and her sex life. Which I don’t, I just like writing it.

Nano’s a strange beast. Writing 1,667 words every day. Sure, authors should, can, do write more each day in their normal work life. But there’s something nutty about feeling the force of “must write 1,667 words today.” The need to reach 50,000 by November 30^th.

Or is it about knowing at that very second there are numerous authors all writing as you are. The proof you are not alone in your creative insanity.

For whatever reason, this year everything is falling into place. Who knows maybe in December my other writer name will get 50,000 words written. Then in November 2016 I can write beside myself and dual with myself.

Talk about multiple personalities, hearing voices in the head.

Yes, I’m a writer and yes, I’m just a tad nutty.

COMING 2016!!!!!

Visiting Bonnie and Boris: Re-introducing Theadora Mitchell

With everything, as we learn more, become comfortable with decisions, we do more and we do it better.

I started writing about Bonnie and Boris as a dare to myself and a quiet challenge to those who know me. The me behind Theadora Mitchell. I know who know who I am and I can only guess at those who think they know, but I picked a pseudonym simply for the freedom it offers. A freedom away from the definition I and everyone around me have placed on my being.

Theadora Mitchell is a combination of names; names I’m confident no one expects who these non-immediate people are to me. Thea’s a protective barrier between the audience she’ll find and the audience I hope my other writings will find. The audiences may be one and the same; however, their needs differ as much as my writing does. And when those readers, who do not fit Theadora, look for my other work, well, they won’t have to worry about what they’ll find in the books. A freedom for me; a safety net for my readers.

No, I do not write smut or porn. No, Bonnie and Boris are not about me and mine or any fantasy of either. They are a fictional couple who fit together. Who are written as a loving, caring, trusting couple who are free to explore and play in my imagination. I’m not naïve in that I’ve never seen an adult magazine or movie…please is sex supposed to be that boring? I’ve watched documentaries on human nature and self-discovery and exploration. The psyche behind the individual is fascinating whether it’s a mass murder or a dominatrix and her submissive.

Am I writing literary erotic…ahhh, yeah, nope. I hope I’m writing steamy heat with humour…let’s face it sex can be pretty funny. We’ve all got some type of jiggly part, make some strange noise that only makes an appearance when ____ and _____ or _____ happens. And I’m sure when it comes to the other people who live with us at times, no one wants to be caught in any position making any noises that would cause blushing should we be seen/heard or have to explain when asked if we heard/seen anything strange the night before.

Hmm, this was supposed to be me re-introducing my characters to you, but as with free writing it took a turn on its own (hence having to change the title). I’ll close today with letting you know that while Bonnie and Boris’ Bedtime Stories: Gift Giving Done Right is still available, it is going through a revamping. My publisher and I have decided to go with a few bundles of B&B’s short stories instead of individual shorts. So, I’m tweaking and writing new playtimes for these two characters, a year’s tale of fun. They’ve actually turned me into a plotter writer, a new experience.

I hope you’ll tune in again each Tuesday as I try my best to bring something interesting, something new about my writing, share my journey as I learn more about writing erotic/erotica. Till then…toodles.

WHOOOOO-HOOOOO - things are looking new

Hey, all.

There's exciting news happening for Bonnie and Boris. They're getting a revamp!

I love their first Bedtime Story...how could I not, I wrote it. But, as with all newbies, I'm more comfortable with this genre and with writing it...calling myself an erotic author. So, with my publisher's help and blessing, we're reworking these shorts into Bundles.

Look for a year's worth of playtime with Bonnie and Boris coming soon.

Finding Readers, Twitter and Facebook Friends?

How does one find new twitter and facebook friends? 

I'm finding that as difficult as reaching out to readers.

Since I am starting new and am an alter-ego I need to reach people who are on the same page as me when it comes to writing sexy. With limited contacts it feels too weird to retweet the same items I know they already have. To share the same items I've found on mutual pages.

I'm joining groups and they are a learning curve.

It's not easy being the "other" identity. Maybe even a teeny harder than a new author. I'm searching for readers and follower-friends which are a new audience to who "I" am versus the normal everyday me.

Wearing too many sunglasses?

Not really. 

Again...only cause I've probably said this before...not one of us is a flat one dimension. I'm just another layer looking for your matching layer.

I'm open to suggestions?

Writing that second book

Here I am

I'm visiting Bonnie and Boris again. This time around they're taking us out to dinner and a show. And that's all I can tell ya.

What I can tell you, is how much harder it was to write this second story. Writing should be getting easier, shouldn't it? At least I thought it should, well, at least with erotica. I mean, I'm over the shyness and awkwardness of those first heated scenes. Using words I don't even say out loud in my real life.

I'm a grown adult. There's nothing dirty about what I write. My book cover is quite pretty. Tame if you really look at some covers for the genre.

I've written Bonnie and Boris as a loving couple who are secure in their relationship. Far more adventurous than anyone I know. Way more adventurous than me.

I think I've found Bonnie's voice and humour.

So why was this second book so hard...no pun intended...to write? I started this back in November 2014...it's a short story. Hit a complete mental block on how to continue. How to write those hot scenes. How not to sound repetitive and thrown in without story planning.

That's what I've learned is the difference between erotica writing and just writing sex scenes and making a book out of them.

Bonnie and Boris deserve my full attention. They need to be treated as full characters. It wouldn't be fair to just dump them into a bed of bodies and have them go at it. Have them not care about each other, look after each other. Hey, it took me over an hour to figure out Bonnie's name, why then would I just throw her to be devoured...sexually, not literally...well, sorta literally, but not at this writing. 

Is she part of me? Her humour, perhaps. Her opinions, probably closer to me than anything else about her. Her curiosity and daring...we're on different sides of the table there. She may participate more, but I'm sooooo the sideliner. Just cause I can imagine it doesn't mean I want it to happen.

Getting back to how writing this second book was more time consuming. Maybe it's because I had to think of the situation more...where was I going to put Bonnie and Boris...where were they going to take me? 

I can tell you this, they've introduced me to two new friends...Lillian and I just realized that the name I used isn't his name. Nope, he doesn't fit that name now that I think about it.

Oh, and I found Bonnie and Boris' last name...that too will remain quiet for now.

It's true. Writers' characters do talk to us. They do take us on their story more often then we take them on one. It's a matter of listening.

Plus, I think I was simply scared. Could I write another erotic? I think I have, but am waiting on feedback.

In the meantime, story two is done. It's alive.

So, why don't I feel any calmer?

Toodles

To Boob or Not To Boob

MuseitHOT Author

Cleavage - front, top, side, under, dang near whole kit-and-kaboddle.

Heaven only knows how they stay up...in...covered? Okay, I've heard about tape usage, but seriously do you really want to tape your girls to your clothes? OUCHIE-wowwow!

Besides I don't even trust double-face tape to keep my rug secure, let alone keep me from flashing.

So why this conversation? Well, scanning the entertainment news and the fashion and you can't help but see there's boobs, boobs, boobs everywhere. And I ain't talking boob-brains...not to be confused with the boobs-on-the-brains set.

Plus the upcoming new Blogger restrictions on adult content.

Plus...I'm so looking forward to summer, but while battling the bra this morning remembering how much I hate bras and summer heat.

Would I have a boob-job, boob-lift just so I wouldn't have to wear a bra in the summer?

Then the mind curved to how not to flash...now wondering how not to poke.

Bra or tape?

What about bounce? Not a lot to bounce, but there is bounce. Can you bounce-flash even if taped?

Does bouncing and tape even work together? Seriously, would sweating dislodge the tape? Would stronger tape be needed...hurt more coming off?

Think I'll leave all the boob coverage...degrees of coverage...to others and stick with the girls I have.

And the bra dance continues.