No, I’m not moping. I’m not having a crisis of confidence. I had an epiphany. It’s actually been a long time coming. While writing my Twisted series, I experimented with writing a lot of different kinds of relationships like my characters experimented with sex play, and I realized that the relationships I like writing the best are the ones that end happy.
There’s a big difference between romance and erotica. The Romance Writers of America (RWA) doesn’t define erotica, doesn’t even list it as a subgenre so that should tell you something right there. (Or not. They don’t list erotic romance either. Don’t get me started on the RWA.)
My editor explained it this way: Romance = HEA, Erotica = Life. Romance readers, for the most part, don’t want realistic. They want the fantasy. Erotica readers like realism. (Generally speaking. There are always exceptions.)
But I love escape. It’s what I’m best at, and to me, erotic writing IS escape because my real life is rather dull. Not that I want the kind of excitement I inflict on my characters.
Erotica gives writers the freedom to explore controversial subjects not typically covered in romance: cheating, group sex, bondage, etc. I’ve written about all of that. Maybe I’m too kinky to write romance. I got labeled an erotica writer by people who don’t understand either genre because my romance novels have a lot of descriptive sex scenes.
I hate rules and definitions and labels. Maybe this is why I fit so well with Evolved Publishing. A romance publisher would’ve rejected Her Twisted Pleasures, but EP does all genres. They didn’t define my romance novels. I did. J
So whether you want to call it erotica, romance, romantica, or erotic romance, I’m going to call my writing trash. That covers it all.
I searched ‘erotica’ on Google images and this is the first picture it found.
How do you define erotica and romance? Are you an exception?