I’m still in NYC right now, but this post is about something that happened just before I got here. I was invited to be the guest of honor at a book club—my first! And you know you never forget your first.
The meeting was to discuss Fall into Winter – my debut anthology of erotic novellas.
Sweet right? Damn right it was.
S.W.E.E.T also happens to be the name of this unique book club, which stands for: Sophisticated Women Exploring Erotic Texts.
I love sophisticated women. I love exploring, and I definitely love erotic texts. I knew this would be my type of club.
I arrived at 7:30 in the evening, and the majority of women were already gathered at the meeting place—a beautiful home in North Toronto. The club was made up of professional women in their twenties and thirties. It was their third meeting, after having read Fifty Shades of Gray and Bared to You.
There was food and wine and dessert, and … there was an agenda. Holy god, these women were serious. They came prepared with overall impressions, suggestions, likes and dislikes. Their questions were specific.
Animated, lively, at times vulgar and hilarious, we discussed favorite stories, specific scenes, and male characters. We even talked about synonyms because they liked my word choices. This was a great compliment as I’m a logophile and words are important to me. I’ve written about their impact in a previous post called “It’s Only Words … or is it?”
For erotic writing, however, I rely on several aids, and one I particularly like is The Bald-Headed Hermit and the Artichoke. It’s an erotic thesaurus with a sense of humor. There are more synonyms to describe the penis than any other word in the English language, but a “steamin’ semen truck” or “purple headed yogurt slinger”? Not exactly erotic, is it? I promise you’ll never find those terms in my books!
A large part of the discussion centered around my story “Act Three” and its controversial scene. From there, we talked about rape fantasies, fear, and how writers push the envelope of what is erotic.
One of the biggest compliments I received was their thoughts on my female leads. They considered the women smart and intelligent unlike the leads in the previous two books they had read. For me, this was extremely flattering considering my demographic is more of the 30-40 age group. It was so encouraging to meet women who identified with themselves in my stories.
FACT: I don’t write for stupid women so you won’t find them in my books.
The evening ended close to midnight, and I had to get up in seven hours to catch a plane. It was wonderful to hang out with open-minded women who talk about sex, sexuality, and their love of good writing. No, I don’t consider these women open-minded just because they read erotica. They are open-minded. Period. Because of that, they’ve taken to exploring this in their books.
I want to thank the beautiful women of SWEET for their praise, charm, and humor.
A special thanks to O, the gracious host, for making my first book club meet such a sweet experience.