Thursday, April 26, 2012
I started out writing erotica on a dare. I had no idea about the market, what was being published, or what wasn't... but once I'd written a short erotic story which got a very good reception, all that changed. I found that I'd really enjoyed writing the story, so I wanted to continue. What's more, I wanted to get my work published. I started researching books and magazines, and continued to write naughty short stories.
I was very lucky in that I got one of my first few short stories published in the now defunct Scarlet magazine. The buzz of publication was immense. It spurred me on to pen more smut, and soon afterwards I was fortunate enough to have a story accepted for publication by Xcite Books, in one of their anthologies. From there, I wrote and wrote. Through University and through a full time job (I'm now self-employed), I never stopped. But although my plots became more adventurous, the sex became quirkier, kinkier, and (hopefully) the quality of my work improved, one thing stayed the same. The length of my work. Granted, my average word count per story increased from two to four thousand words, and I even started creeping up towards twelve thousand words on occasion, but I was still firmly writing in the short story category.
Why? Because it became my comfort zone. I entertained vague ideas of novels, and stashed them away in the darkest corners of my brain to be brought out "one day," but stuck with short stories. That is, until I was enticed out of my comfort zone, like a donkey with a carrot. I was asked if I would like to write a novella for a brand new range of books being put together by Xcite Books. I umm-ed and ahh-ed for a little while, then sent back a "yes please," before I changed my mind. I knew that once I agreed to it, I wouldn't back out.
Then I panicked. What would I write about? Did I have a plot detailed enough to sustain a novella length piece of work? Would it erotic enough? Romantic enough? Interesting enough? My panicking was irrelevant, of course, because I'd signed a contract and promised to deliver a manuscript by a certain date, so I could waste time worrying, or just start writing. So I did. And it was a huge learning curve for me. I actually drafted out a plan before I started, which I'd never done before.
Eventually, I finished it. My first novella. I read it, re-read it, tweaked it. Then I hit send and promptly panicked again in case the editor hated it. Thankfully, she didn't. Other than a couple of minor changes, it was good to go. Woohoo! Then it was a waiting game until the release date... which was this month.
Yes, April brought the release of my first ever novella, as part of Xcite Books' The Secret Library range of books. My novella is called Off the Shelf, and appears in the book entitled Silk Stockings. Here's the blurb:
At 35, travel writer Annalise is fed up with insensitive comments about being left on the shelf. It’s not as if she doesn’t want a man, but her busy career doesn’t leave her much time for relationships. Sexy liaisons with passing acquaintances give Annalise physical satisfaction, but she needs more than that. She wants a man who will satisfy her mind as well as her body. But where will she find someone like that? It seems Annalise may be in luck when a new member of staff starts working in the bookshop at the airport she regularly travels through. Damien appears to tick all the boxes; he’s gorgeous, funny and intelligent, and he shares Annalise’s love of books and travel.
The trouble is, Damien’s shy and Annalise is terrified of rejection. Can they overcome their fears and admit their feelings, or are they doomed to remain on the shelf?
You can check out an excerpt and the buy links here: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/the-secret-library-silk-stockings/
So, I eventually broke out of my short story comfort zone. Granted, my longest piece of writing since the novella has been twelve thousand words, but I broke out once, so I can do it again, right? ;)