Quote by kistinspencil
And further, does it vary by category?
Hi, Kirstin. I'm responding to your post mainly as a reader (not a Lush author).
Recently I read all the entries to the "Foolish" comp and am using what I took away from that experience to answer your question.
What I remember about those stories is not the blow-by-blow details of the sexual finale, rather the manner by which the author led the reader to the denouement. It is the characters and the world they existed in that stays with me. I want stories as windows that open out onto improbable lives.
I like to have sex scenes sneak up on me, surprise me. I love it when the erotic turns up out of the blue in the contemporary Literary and Strange Fiction I habitually read.
I recently read a collection of short stories by the contemporary author Carmen Maria Machado (See link below and use the "Look Inside" facility if you feel inclined to check out her style. That first story, The Husband Switch, is the one I'm referring to.
https://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B074V66JFQ/ref=ppx_yo_dt_b_d_asin_title_o08?ie=UTF8&psc=1
In the first story she describes making love aged seventeen to her future husband outside the house, pantyhose tugged down. Afterward, dressing again, the soil beneath stocking and her needing to pull her hose down and wipe her knees.
I just did not see it coming, found it exquisitely erotic (I have a fetish). Machado is a superb writer. Have you read her, Kirstin? I imagine her as someone a savvy girl such as yourself might have already encountered.
I'm posting my response mainly as a reader (not a Lush author).
Recently I read all the entries to the "Foolish" comp and am using this experience to answer Kirtson't question.
Looking back now on that experience, what I remember about those stories is not the blow-by-blow details of the sexual finale, rather the manner by which the author led the reader to the denouement. It is the characters and the world they existed in that stays with me. I want stories as windows that open out onto improbable lives.
I like to have sex scenes sneak up on me, surprise me. I love it when the erotic turns up out of the blue in the contemporary Literary and Strange Fiction I habitually read.
At sixty-six, my sex drive is no longer the monster it once was. These days I feel very little compulsion to seek smut merely to abate an itch — which is one reason I read so little here on Lush, sorry to say.
From a writing point of view: for me, it's all about creating for the reader the way characters are yanked from their lives by the prospect of sex, how the impact of a sexual other can alter them — the sheer otherness of their object of desire.
Well, that's the theory. Whether I succeed? Only you, dear readers, can answer that. (Sorry couldn't help popping on my author's hat).