By Amanda Bretz (Guest Blogger)
When I set out to write my first erotic
romance I didn’t start writing it because I had a burning desire to
tell this one particular story, as had been the case with other
things I’d written. It was more about testing myself as a writer
and seeing if I could actually craft something super steamy.
As a reader I had to slowly come around
to the idea that erotic romance was a legitimate genre. I had several
misconceptions before I’d ever read a single word. I thought I
wouldn’t like it. I thought it was synonymous with pornography. I
thought it would be heavy on cheesy dialog, oversexed characters and
poor writing.
Boy was I wrong.
And all it took was one good writer to
prove it to me. In early 2012 I read Educating Aphrodite by Kimberly
Killion and I was intrigued. It wasn’t porn. The story was
well-crafted and well-written. It was sexy and steamy, but it wasn’t
gratuitous. After dipping my toe in the erotic romance waters so to
speak, I read several other short erotic romances before making the
commitment to read an entire book. By the time I reached Bared to You
by Sylvia Day I’d found a new favorite genre.
Reading those novels made me think
about the romances I’d written, contemporary romances with one or
two fairly tame sex scenes. Prior to writing an erotic story, I chose
to focus more on the sexual tension between my characters and I
didn’t go into a lot of explicit detail in the novels I’d
written. After reading some erotic stories, I wondered if including
more sex in my own writing could create a more realistic bond between
the hero/heroine. I tried that theory out when I started writing the
love scenes in my third novel. In that book, I decided to give the
sexier and more frequent love scene thing a try.
My third novel is by no means an erotic
romance, but I think just as reading intelligent, well-crafted erotic
romance helped me be more receptive to the genre as a reader,
exploring the sexier side of my writing and my characters in one book
helped lead me to create an erotic story. Feeling lucky, or
ballsy-I’m not really sure which-I decided I could do this. I could
write erotic romance. Or at least, I hoped I could.
I admit, when I sat down in front of my
laptop and set out to write erotic romance, it wasn’t easy in the
beginning. My bravery faltered slightly. At first I was a bit timid
with the language. I knew from reading other books in the genre that
I was expected to write about the sexual acts and body parts in frank
terms. That was honestly the biggest hurdle. Once I got comfortable
using the accepted lingo everything else seemed to flow rather easily
from there and it felt like I’d been writing erotic romance for
years. Now that I’ve written one erotic romance, I think the genre
will be something that I’ll be reading and writing for quite a
while.
Having said that, I am very pleased
with my first venture into erotic romance, which is also my newest
release called Tropical Heat, published by Total-E-Bound. The story
holds a special place with me for many reasons, not the least of
which is that it is set in a part of Jamaica I visited on my
honeymoon. Not only is Tropical Heat my first plunge into the erotic
romance genre, but the story is also the first title to ever be
released by a publisher rather than self-published like my three
previous books. Here’s a bit more about the story.
Blurb
They have one night together to explore
their passion, fulfill their needs and quench their desires, but will
one night be enough?
Rayne Willows is an artist from the
Pacific Northwest looking to shake up her boring life. A trip to
Jamaica sounds like the perfect way to let loose and rekindle her
passion for photography. When she meets local man Marcus Greene on
the beach in Ocho Rios, sparks immediately fly. Marcus offers to show
Rayne around his beautiful hometown, but during the sightseeing tour,
the two quickly realize the passion they have for each other can’t
be held back. They decide to make their one night together a sexy
experience neither of them is likely to forget.
Excerpt
Surrounded by the cobalt ocean and the
lush green hills, I couldn’t help but feel inspired. Jamaica was
all that I’d thought it would be—and more. I closed my eyes and
reveled in the sensations. The catamaran I was on swung and swayed to
a rhythm that only it knew.
The sun burned on the breathtaking
horizon. Thanks to the powerful early-morning light, the sea
glittered clear to the bottom of the cerulean depths. I turned my
head when briefly the calypso music stopped and the captain announced
in his lilting island accent that we’d almost reached our
destination.
Ocho Rios. We were almost there. As an
artist I had spent the last ten years dreaming about visiting here,
all of Jamaica, actually. Seeing the popular tourist destination of
Ocho Rios had always been one of my deepest desires. The town was
home to so much beauty.
The boat was en route to Dunn’s River
Falls, and I couldn’t wait to experience the rush of the water, the
absolute freedom of being one with the land as I explored the natural
wonder. When I stepped off the boat dock and touched down in the soft
sand, a hundred possible paintings flashed in my mind. The landscape
that was set before me became my canvas. The beach at sunset with
hues of tangerine, scarlet, turquoise and lavender. The beach at dawn
when the sun kissed the shore good morning. The beach on a rainy day,
with the turbulent churning of a navy blue sea against an angry, dark
sky.
When I stepped a little closer to the
falls, my heart pounded. The rushing water was so loud, I could
barely hear my own thoughts. I stopped to stare at the unique rock
formation. Nestled in the cliff just off the beach were the falls.
The water cascaded down through large boulders, which resembled a
jagged staircase.
Taking a step forward reverently,
somewhat timidly, I dipped my head under the spray that emptied out
into the sea and pulled back instantly. Despite the tropical weather,
the spring-fed water coming from the falls was frigid. I paused to
look around, wondering if everyone else on the beach was as shocked
by the chilly waters as I was. Groups of American tourists shrieked
and splashed around on the beach, while running back and forth
between the waters of the deep blue Caribbean Sea and the crisp clear
water from the falls.
The scene made me smile. I brought my
camera’s viewfinder to my eye and began to snap pictures of the
idyllic landscape.
I nearly gasped in surprise when I saw
a shirtless bronzed Adonis jogging towards me. Even though it was an
invasion of his privacy, I used the powerful zoom feature on my
camera to get a better shot. I zoomed in further, closing in on his
washboard abs. I swallowed hard. I’d heard of a six-pack, but the
sexy hunk was sporting an eight-pack.
When he got closer, I twisted the lens
and readjusted the zoom to focus in on his face. I clicked off a
half-dozen shots in rapid succession as he ran towards me. His
features were so stunning I knew he had to be some type of celebrity
in Jamaica on vacation. Those eyes—they were the colour of warm
caramel, and as he approached me, I could have sworn he was looking
deeply into my own. God, he was gorgeous. I snapped one more picture
of him as he jogged past me and it was all I could do not to follow
him with my camera.
Want to know what happens next? Here’s
where to buy Tropical Heat:
http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&CAT_ID=&P_ID=2165
About Amanda
Amanda Bretz is the contemporary
romance author of Finding Justus, Love in Greener Pastures, Love,Simplified and Tropical Heat. She holds a degree in communication
from Florida Gulf Coast University in Fort Myers, Florida and has
written for both print and online media. When not writing, Amanda can
be found whipping up something delectable in her kitchen, spending
time in nature or getting lost in a good book. Amanda works as a
freelance journalist and is writing her fourth novel, set in historic
Saint Charles, Missouri, which is where she resides with her husband,
Brandon.
How to reach Amanda online
Website: http://www.amandabretz.com/
Twitter:@realamandabretz
https://twitter.com/realamandabretz
8 comments:
Hello, Amanda,
Welcome to Beyond Romance, and congratulations on your new release!
Actually, I have a TEB book set in Jamaica: Fire in the Blood. Sounds like it's a bit different from yours, though - it's a M/M/F vampire story!
Keep writing the spicy stuff - you'll make readers happy!
Congratulations on your first erotic romance. May there be many more. As a reader, I love erotic romance. I am so glad there are books out that don't use the euphemisms of yesterday. I like the explicitness that is available in erotic romance. I get involved in a well-crafted story and when it comes to sex I want that part of the story to be done well also. Nothing is worse then a build up of sexual tension then the bedroom door closes or, even worse, a poorly written sexual scene. As long as there are erotic stories to be told, and done well, we readers will be there.
Hi Lisabet,
Thanks again for hosting me! I actually have ideas for erotic romance stories floating around in my head right now, so expect to read more steamy stories from me ;)
Thank you for your kind words.I think there are more erotic stories in my future :)
I agree. How disappointing when the bedroom door closes in the book you're reading. I remember one book where the (huge, bestselling) author wrote about the characters who were in a pool. He gave sexy descriptions of how the man was so attracted to the woman. He told us they embraced, then it was "when they finished...". I was like "WHAT? He's not going to tell us what happened, not even that they had intercourse?" Nope. Just - when they were finished. I thought, wow this guy is scared to write about sex! Lame.
Congratulations Amanda on jumping into the erotic writers' pool! It's fun here. :)
Thanks, Normandie! I agree, so far it has been very fun ;-)
Great post Amanda, looking forward to reading Tropical Heat. Congratulations on your first erotic romance, here's to many more!
Best,
Kate
Thank you, Kate. I hope you enjoy it. Marcus, my hero in Tropical Heat, is a very yummy number, eyes the color of warm caramel and skin like smooth milk chocolate...okay, now I am salivating ;-)
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