What began as an experiment in seeing if I could write erotica under a pen name after writing as ‘myself’ for several years in a stop-start career, then began to grow over the last six years (at least in my own mind) into something I wanted to try and make a full-time, sustainable career in writing fiction.
I had begun writing erotica at the request of someone else, several years ago. I did as I had been ordered, not knowing what to expect, but the interesting thing was that I discovered that, over time, it began to free me – from my life, from expectations placed upon me, and most importantly, from myself. And I discovered that I wasn’t too bad at it, and that I enjoyed it! Yet I was beginning to feel displaced. Did I want to write about the sexual as something disparate and standalone with no context and no feeling? Did I want to write about the erotic at all? Why was I doing so?
My project for this year's NaNoWriMo is The Threesome, a trilogy which I have been planning for a number of months. This book series began life as an erotic dream which, excitingly, included me. It went something like this...
I find that I am much happier and able to communicate better when I feel that I’m writing as Ina than I am when writing under my ‘other name’. It’s a weird piece of mindset that I feel stronger as a writer as Ina, less likely to care if I have a bad review (although don’t get me wrong, that’s still pretty horrible), and, most importantly, I feel more able to write as my authentic self using a name I wasn’t born with, married into, or adopted in any other way. What do I mean by that? I simply mean that, as Ina, I feel free to just… create. And to create my way.
Sometimes it feels like I spend my whole life apologising. This post comes with the apology that I really should have posted it at the weekend, but I've only just come out of a mountain of edits for other authors. So, please forgive week 1 of my 12-week series about creating a life worth living … Continue reading Creating a life worth living: Week 1
My apologies for not posting here for a few weeks. Various issues have prevented my ability to do so. If you’ve followed my blog for long enough, you’ll know that I generally refrain from writing personal posts, but very, very occasionally I make an exception. This is somewhat of a long post; please forgive me. … Continue reading My writing: depression and direction
I want to say a big thank you, first of all, to my lovely readers who follow this blog. Having been dragged into the blogosphere kicking and screaming, I have discovered to my amazement how much I enjoy bringing you new posts each week, and how much I want to keep creating fiction for you. … Continue reading A Quick Update…
This post comes by way of an apology to those following my Love Slave story. Due to circumstances beyond my control, the next instalment is going to be a bit delayed. (That sounds a bit posh, so what I actually mean is that, since yesterday, the next instalment is stuck on a laptop that for … Continue reading Where’s the love slave gone…?
I spent a wonderful 24 hours over the course of last Friday and yesterday, engrossed in the many fabulous sessions in the first of three Indie Author Fringe conferences this year for self-published authors, organised by ALLi. I was very impressed with the wealth of information offered: advice for first-time authors, to designing book covers, … Continue reading Experiment: blogging an erotic novel