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Why mid-career authors suddenly begin writing books full of random smut.

Because it's easy.

I wrote a sex scene that I ducked in the first draft of BtMB, and boy, I gotta tell you, that was fun. (There was a good deal of people doing what people do in the earlier drafts, but none of it was exactly spelled out. I have discovered upon reread and revision that this is because I Was Chicken.)

Anyway, it came out all rough and nasty and elbows and knees, and I'm quite pleased with it. And looking forward to all the other smutty bits I'm going to have to write between now and then (where then is the end of the revision pass.) This is the book with the (originally very glossed) somewhat nonconsensual erotic asphyxiation scene, after all. I may have to get somewhat drunk for that one.

(See further explanations: why so many writers wind up hopeless alcoholics.)

Anyway, I think from now on I'm writing lots of sex. It's fun writing sex; it's just character and voice, and conflict, and you don't have to worry about such fiddly details as plot.

In fact, perhaps I will just write books that are nothing but sex. Thinly diguised soft-core porn! Then I don't have to worry about theme and accessibility and craftsmanship and all that noise.

In fact, I think I'll start a literary movement, and we can claim it's an artistic revolution driven by honest appraisal of humanity (let's face it, most of us are motivated at base by food, sex, and baseball) and a rejection of hackneyed patriarchal narrative values.

Objective measures of literary quality are a tool of the patriarchy! Bring on the smut! Sex by page 30 or you can't sit at my lunch table!

...God, I'm bored.

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most of us are motivated at base by food, sex, and baseball

This is absolutely not true. Significant numbers of us are motivated by food, sex, and hockey.
And -- I meant to say before posting the last bit -- demotivated by baseball. Up! Down! No! Yes! Maybe!

Sigh. Some weeks it's hard being a Twins fan.
Laurell K. Hamilton, is that you?
faery smut! All sparkle and moondew lube, all the time!


(I have always had this strange [and probably distressingly profitable] urge to write Tinkerbelle as a Dom...)
Bring on the smut! Sex by page 30 or you can't sit at my lunch table!


Het smut by page 30. Gay smut by page 37. Barnyard animals (humans optional) by the, erm, climax.

*sends flowers*

Actually, I have gay smut by page 33, currently. The het smut has to wait a few chapters.
Sex by page 30 or you can't sit at my lunch table!

Mario Puzo will be just welcome at your table. Page 27 in The Godfather. I have only met two people who didn't start smirking at the mention of "Page 27 in The Godfather". I married one of them.
I didn't even know I'd met you!

Or possibly I didn't know I'd married you, which is even more alarming.

(Anonymous)

Hey, I'll join in. ;-)
In fact, perhaps I will just write books that are nothing but sex. Thinly diguised soft-core porn! Then I don't have to worry about theme and accessibility and craftsmanship and all that noise.




Too late.
Hey, there's a market for it! Score!
It's easy for you to say that -- I'm a near-as-dammit 42 year old married male! If I start putting smut into all my books, people are going to start psychoanalyzing my sexual hang-ups by remote control, and (worse) get them all wrong.

Damn it.

(The current book -- A MERCANTILE REVOLUTION -- contains, far as I can tell, no sex, although other books before it in the series did, and the next one probably will. HALTING STATE wasn't going to contain any, but I'm not sure about that any more and I've still got half a book to work with. So damn you for tempting me!)
Oh, I love you forever for the superglue sex. That was the most geektastic thing ever. Just saying.

You can get grandfathered in.

(Besides, I'm sure people will try to analyze my sexual hangups from my work, which is why I go out of my way to write about kinks I have absolutely no personal interest in. Think of all the fun we can have!

...on the other hand, this does send me out seeking detailed technical assistance on CBT. So. It has its risks.)

Yanno, if you wrote a lot of gay porn, you could convince the world you were a sock puppet for a slash writer. That might be fun. *g*
At least when you're bored, your job is still fun, and not soul-sucking being-a-tool-of-the-corporate-patriarchy?
It's the day job that sometimes kills me. :-P
LOL! i can think of several authors who have done just this... and seem to sell pretty darned well. Heck, i still buy them. :D
I ... don't. I used to like the Anita Blake series, and then it turned into pure smut. Now, don't get me wrong -- I -like- sex in my books -- but reading one of the new books is like liking garlic and then being fed whole cloves of it.
Well, if you're THAT bored, look at this, which tempted me into acquisition, with its nice low price and all. The picture fails to show the profile of the area where the hand grasps it--it's cut down a bit on top, to avoid the too-fat syndrome, and the underside has these wide ridges.

Swear to god, it's worksafe!
all that gets me is the front page. *g*

And I must say, I have enough pens...
*g* My first professionally published story was erotica. (It's disavowed, not because it's porn but because it's asstastic.)

Alas, most of my sex scenes are not the sort that make people want to go out and get laid. They're more the sort that make people ask "Did anybody get the license plate on that freight train?"
Objective measures of literary quality are a tool of the patriarchy! Bring on the smut! Sex by page 30 or you can't sit at my lunch table!

um, miss hamilton, i think you're posting in the wrong lj... ;)
In fact, I think I'll start a literary movement, and we can claim it's an artistic revolution driven by honest appraisal of humanity (let's face it, most of us are motivated at base by food, sex, and baseball) and a rejection of hackneyed patriarchal narrative values.

I dub this movement "pornpunk."
By page thirty?
I'm gonna have to get on the ball!

(Oh drat ... mind rolls into the gutter ...)
Page thirty-three. Manuscript. So figure, somewhere between twenty-five and thirty print.

I'm gonna have to get on the ball!

So to speak.
[LOL! Although sports seldom motivates me...soccer maybe.]

You have managed to answer a question posed by someone else on my flist three days ago, asking: "Why is there always so much sex in fanfic? As an old married woman I can tell you that sex is the least interesting and least important part of a relationship. And gets tiresome after a while."

Considered responding to it. Now...I'm considering just posting the link to this post.

Since you more or less said what I've thought, but slightly better.

As an old married woman I can tell you that sex is the least interesting and least important part of a relationship.

This is exactly why I make a fucking lousy married person.
Objective measures of literary quality are a tool of the patriarchy!

That made me laugh out of my chair. Having lived with four female polisci/women's study graduate students for four years ^_^ I miss the words hegemony or hegemonic, though ;-)
hegemonic hackneyed patriarchal narrative values!
I suppose if I'm going to write that paranormal romance my friends keep pestering me to write, I'll need to learn to write smut.

But by page 30? I'm not sure I've reach that point in my career yet!
There are definitely no competitive sports on my short list. Food, sex, and religion/drugs, and we've got a deal.
In some places contact sports qualify as a drug AND a religion.

Anyone ever live in Central Ohio?

They are polytheistic -- Christian and Buckeye Football.
let's face it, most of us are motivated at base by food, sex, and baseball

Um...one out of three ain't bad?

I'm an unpatriotic Australian. I'm not even motivated by footy. Of any code. Or even the allowed girly option of netball...
You don't sound so much as bored, more like Laurell Hamilton

Food, Sex, Football

If you are either in the midwest of the US, or on any other continent than North America, or in the Mexican part of NA.

Two different sports, same visceral drive.
"(let's face it, most of us are motivated at base by food, sex, and baseball)"

In that order?