Well, it's finally happened. I've come to that dreaded point in my book we all fear. THE LOVE SCENE.
I've danced around it for months, Yes, I'm from the sixties generation of free love and tossing my parents' moral teachings out the window along with my bra. Except, I was a nerd. Not a hippy. The most daring thing I did was buy bell bottom jeans. (They didn't make them in a short length then, so by the time I hemmed them, they were flares.)
First, my critique partners have repeatedly pointed out my hero and heroine aren't together enough. Probably my little Puritan inner voice shrieking in horror when I attempt to throw them into an intimate situation.
No, I'm not a prude. (Most of the time.) Hard core erotica is not for me. I want a real love scene. A little hot but the kind that touches your heart.
Our Yellow Rose RWA chapter once had a guest speaker who presented a discussion on writing a hot, hot love scene. Part of her reference material was the Kama Sutra and a variety of lists of erotic words.
Uh, no. I'm not sure I could recreate some of those positions, much less write them in a way that wouldn't sound like preparing homemade pretzels. Besides, I'm a firm believer in the difference between sex and love making.
Meanwhile, I open my manuscript and stare at the blank pages. I've heard some authors put in a filler word where a love scene is supposed to go, then go back when they finish to add them. Postponing won't help me. At the end, there will still be my hero and heroine waiting to do the deed.
How have you handled this? I can use all the help I can get.