With a hint of a sneer she asked "Like 50 Shades of Gray?"
"Uh, no!" It was brusque, but it was apparent nothing I could say at that moment, in a noisy bar, was going to salvage that introduction. I excused myself, feeling rather offended.
I haven’t read 50 Shades of Grey, but I’ve read several articles, blogs, and reviews on it. Everyone says the writing is terrible; even fans of the book admit it. Why would I waste my time reading terrible writing? Just to read about BDSM play, something that probably looks like an average Tuesday night at my place? Meh...
Don’t even get me started on the whole fanfiction thing.
Anyway, back to my mortification at being summarily dismissed as a writer of Mommy Porn...
I started thinking: just how do I pitch my stuff now? I have a few things in the works. How do I pitch the "Misadventures" to that publisher or TV exec, in a post-50 Shades world, without being immediately categorized or dismissed as a copy-cat?
I’ve always found it interesting and (usually) amusing when people tell me what my blog is about. I hold that it says more about them than it does about me or the blog. They tell me I write about fucking, that I write erotica, that I write about “some pretty crazy shit”.
That people remember my writing as being explicit, means I’ve done my job as a writer. I am a human with a healthy libido: sex happens. There’s no need for a blow-by-blow.
The real story is in the before, the after, the in-between.
Then it struck me: when it comes to my Misadventures, I don’t write about sex, so much as I write around sex.