Giveaway and Writing Sex Scenes: A Guest Post by Author Stacy Eaton

Thank you for hosting me here on Rage, Sex and Teddy Bears! I do have to say the name of your blog is very intriguing and I absolutely love it! 



  (Awww, thank you  kindly)




The name has also inspired today's post....... the writing of sex scenes........



(You NOW have my full attention)

In today’s world sex is viewed much differently than it was 25 years ago. When I was a teen, you didn’t see half the stuff on television that you do now. We didn’t speak about sex openly, and when we did….. it was with our girlfriends behind closed doors. As a young girl, I remember reading Judy Blume books and being embarrassed.





Now in 2011, sex sells. That is just plain and simple. Think about it. When was the last time the love of your life has swept you away? Devoured your body and soul? Can you remember? These days in the hustle and bustle of life, work and kids, people are lucky if they can fit 20 minutes of alone time with their significant other a week. So when they can’t enjoy it themselves, they read about it in books. I know I do.





I love to read, and I read all kinds of books. I have read some pretty spicy scenes that have left me feeling very hot and bothered and I have read some that had my mouth hanging open because I was either in awe or shocked at what was happening! I gotta tell you that shocking me is pretty hard, but there are some writers out there that can do it.





When I got to the chapter where the first love scene was going to take place I had to stop. I had to decide just how deep I was going to go with it. Was I going to be soft and let the reader imagine what could have happened? Or was I going to give them the play by play that would give them the ultimate visual? This is a hard decision for some writers and can put your book into a whole different category. Some people want to imagine what is happening, while other want it lock, stock, and barrel in front of them.


After deciding how much they want to give the reader, they need to decide on the terms that they will use to explain what is happening. This might not seem like a hard thing to do, but if you are writing a hard core book, you don’t want to use “ he parted the petals of her flower” when talking about the female anatomy. (and yes I have seen that actually written in a book). The same goes with men, do you use the words “his engorged throbbing staff of desire” or something more along the lines of “his thick pulsating manhood”.


 
        


I honestly think it comes down to what the writer is comfortable talking about. These scenes for some writers are the hardest to write. They have to think long and hard (no pun intended)  of how to write what they want tastefully so it doesn’t offend people. Some authors I know don’t think twice about it, it just comes naturally. I envy them.


No matter what we decide, I know that as writers we want the reader to feel comfortable with what is written. We do want to raise their blood pressure and get them a bit hot under the collar. We want them to imagine they are in the scene, that this could be happening to them. Why else do people read fiction novels if not to live the life of someone else for a brief time? Who doesn’t want to be swept off there feet or have the best sex of their life?





However a writer spells out the love scene, hard core or soft and gently passionate; know that when the writer is done typing that scene, they are normally up walking around, taking a cold shower or getting some fresh air to shake of the increased endorphins that they have just created in themselves. It’s kind of hard to write it if we aren’t imagining it in our minds….


Thank you very much for allowing me to visit with your guest! I enjoyed being here today!
Thank you!! That was a great post.


About Stacy Eaton



Stacy currently works as a Police officer for a small township in Southeastern Pennsylvania. While her current position is that of a patrol officer, she spends a lot of her time doing investigations and crime scene processing. Forensics is something Stacy loves and she takes her job very seriously.
She is also the wife of a Police Officer and with their constant schedules life can be very hectic in their home. Stacy has two children, a son who is currently in the US Navy, and a daughter who helps Stacy market her books to teachers and other parents while at school and church.




You can learn more about Stacy Eaton and her fabulous books at the links below:
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As an added bonus, Stacy has graciously agreed to temp us with a small sampling of her latest work. Please enjoy! 


BLURB:


"I'm still a cop, and my blood runs blue."

Officer Kristin Greene has always felt that something was missing in her life. Although her job with the Fawn Hollow Township Police department keeps her busy, she still feels like there is something else out there for her. She soon finds herself investigating a homicide where a young woman has had her throat ripped out. As she begins to dig for the answers, she finds herself thrown into a world she didn't know ever existed. When the two strong and silent men walk into her life, she finds herself being pulled into a love triangle that has been going on longer than she has been alive. Who are they and why do they keep calling her Calista? Join Kristin as she fights to learn the truth about the recent murder, the two seductive men who have entered into her life and the real truth about herself.

Just a quick interjection here- Come on, tell me that blurb didn't grab you by the short hairs.

EXCERPT:

Mr. Taylor's nostrils flared and his mouth slacked open slightly as he looked into my eyes. "Dead, she's dead?"

I stared at him, damn, did I forget to wipe the sign off my face that says, "hey man, sorry, but your daughter's dead." How'd he know that? Had someone from the scene called him already?

I turned back to Mrs. Taylor and found her staring at her husband eyes wide, mouth open as if she would speak.

Wait, this was not going how it should. I cleared my head and looked back at them. Mr. Taylor had moved over to stand beside his wife and they were both looking at me now, waiting.

"Mr. and Mrs. Taylor, I am very sorry to say that your daughter Dawn is dead." I HATED saying that sentence, but it was a sentence that was drilled into you from the moment you entered the academy. You do not say, I'm sorry was in an accident, or I'm sorry your daughter did not make it. Not in the first sentence. You can elaborate later, but that first sentence, has to be the one they remember for the rest of their life. The one that tells them, this is not a sick joke, and they are not just going to wake up tomorrow and find her asleep in her bed. That sentence had to say it was real and it was final.

They both stared back at me. I saw Mrs. Taylor's lips move, and I could have sworn I heard her say "he found us", but I thought it was more in my imagination until I looked into Mr. Taylor's steel grey eyes and saw them widen  and look at me quickly to see if I had heard what she said. I managed to keep my face perfectly clear and thought I would mull over that statement later.

Buy Links:

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Outskirts Press

 Okay, this was scheduled to be just a guest post/tour stop type deal, but because this lady and her book impressed the everloving crap out of me.......
I am offering out of my own very shallow pocket, a choice of the print or e-book copy of My Blood Runs Blue.   Winner's choice, if you are out of the US, the e-book is automatic. Good luck.