A Writers Confession…

To date, 112,444 words.  I’m only about 2/3 through the rough manuscript.  Both concepts are equally disturbing.

Have I really typed that many words?  What do I do with this mountain?  How do I divide it?  I’m close to a chapter that could work for a cliffhanger, but I hate those.  Plus, that would leave the remainder short on word count for a novel.

But the real confession…

It’s a Romance.

That wasn’t the plan!  I read Sci-Fi and Fantasy.  I want to write Sci-Fi and Fantasy.  I gave up on romance in my teens (in the 80’s), because the characters were too stupid to deserve any happiness.  I won’t list the writers who did this to me, they have followers.

Because most of my manuscripts-in-progress have some element of Romance, I spent the last three years trying to play catch up.  There are many improvements to the genre, stronger characters, better plot lines, believable dialogue.  Personally, my discovery of Paranormal Romance, with the smaller Fantasy sub-genre, was the only way I was able to make sense of the things I was writing.

I keep telling myself that it’s a Sci-Fi with a romance sub-plot, but it’s not.  This story is ‘girl meets boy’.  It’s on a planet far from Earth, but in our Galaxy.  About three or four hundred years in the future.  I asked myself, “How difficult would it be to find a man acceptable for this particular woman?”  Turns out, pretty damn hard.

The problem?  It’s not a good romance by Romance standards.  The carnal relationship starts right away, not delayed for effect.  The male antagonist isn’t an Alpha-hole  who needs to be reformed.  The female protagonist isn’t in her twenty’s, naïve, and needs to be sexually educated.  It’s almost bizarre opposite land.  I will be pushing  Romance readers away in droves.

The squishy bits will turn off most traditional Sci-Fi readers, although that genre has made some changes, too.

Am I blurring genre lines or just writing something unmarketable?

On top of all that, apparently I’m writing ‘hard core erotica’, although getting a definitive definition for that is difficult.  I try for the ‘pan away to the fireplace’ trick, but it’s ridiculous, considering how much of the relationship changes in bed.  I can’t just say, “She is falling for the guy, and decides on hot sex and a relationship.”  I have to show that, right?Anyway, ‘Bad Sex Scene Award’, here I come.  Yay!

So, apparently, I’m writing an Epic length, ‘hard’ Erotic Sci-Fi Romance.  My potential readers are few.  I’m so screwed.

Next week, let’s explore the confusing world of erotica.  Look for my next blog; When is a Cock not a Rooster?  Warning, 18 and over!

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5 thoughts on “A Writers Confession…

  1. Inventing a genre isn’t a bad thing. This is your story and you set the rules, or not. Who says there needs to be rules? I say go for it, screw the critics.

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