I Write Smut

I write smut. That is a very bold statement for me to write considering the way I was raised and the impression that I give people when they meet me or even those that have known me for years. But it is the truth. I write smut. Some may call it by nicer names – I know I have. Erotica, erotic fiction, adult romance, dirty books or my classy favorite sexy romance, but it all comes down to explicit sexually based stories.

I never really thought I would be this sort of author when I was young. When I was in fifth grade and telling my teacher I wanted to write a book one day I never imagined that book would describe male and female genitalia in graphic detail. Or would describe what is done with those parts in great detail. I didn’t even know about such things at that age.

I was raised to be a very proper young lady. We discussed proper English, the correct way to address an envelope and great emphasis was placed on table manners and posture. Posture is not discussed when I describe a woman getting flung onto her back by a pirate. Ravishing and a straight spine often to not go together.

My education was monitored and promoted. I got excellent grades, teachers praised my work. Science was a big interest of mine and I studied hard as well as researched things independently. I found space and space travel truly fascinating. I loved to watch rocket launches, moon walks and splash downs like they were the Super Bowl. Now I use that knowledge to describe the control console that is pressing into my character’s back as the astronaut on top of her does whatever he wants.

I traveled with my family to explore and learn about other cultures, customs and people. I visited zoos, beaches and famous buildings. What did I do with all these memories? Of course, I turned it dirty. I had camels, palaces and a shipwreck before a woman has sex next to an oasis among other places.

I was shy with a stutter. I didn’t speak a lot as a child, nor do I as an adult. So naturally a common thread in my books is that there is not a lot of dialogue. Description and the reader’s imagination are strong aspects of my writing. I don’t think people want a lot of long speeches in their smut. They picked a smutty book for a reason. So my books aren’t long drawn out pages. Story, action, repeat, end of book.

So, yes, I write dirty books. My friends don’t read them so they can keep their image of me intact. My sisters ignore the fact that I even write them. As for me, I of course did not write a single dirty word until after both my parents were dead. And I refuse to go to a séance to hear what they have to say about these books now.

I write, I publish and I promote them. I even went to an author fair of just dirty writers. I have tried to describe it to people and I can’t. I used words in public that I never thought I would hear coming out of my mouth. My fellow debutantes would be thoroughly shocked.

It is almost like I have an alternate life. A big secret like Clark Kent walking around all nice and no one knowing he is actually Superman. I guess that would make me Smut Girl. But I couldn’t be because as I learned at the author fair, there are a lot of us out there. In the face of book banning, religious zealots and battles over freedom of speech, I steadily continue to write stories that are not allowed in many countries. Saying things and thinking thoughts that could have serious repercussions if I lived anywhere else. And in that way, writing things I was told never to say or discuss is very liberating.