So you want to write erotic romance... I wish someone would have told me before I started that my parents were going to go berserk. Yes, really. Not that it would have stopped me, mind you. I'm thirty. I do what I want to do. Even so, it might have helped to be prepared for their reactions. I didn't consider it when I started. Of course, before getting published, my mom would just nod her head when I'd talk to her about a story I was working on and her eyes would go all cloudy. Writing is a wasteful pasttime in her opinion. When I finally told her what I was writing, the hysterics began.
I expected as much from my mother, but my dad has always been fairly (not completely! but about 65%) laid back, so I didn't think it was going to be an issue with him. Some part of me though he'd say "Are you getting paid?" And when I answered yes--even if it was a miniscule amount of money, he'd get over it and go on. Apparently I was wrong.
It seems I have been the topic of much discussion between my parents. So much so, I am now contemplating moving. Dad went to my hubby yesterday--who works on the same jobsite, and asked him for the nitty gritty on my books. Now, let me just say that my hubby has never actually read my books--just the kinky parts out of one story-- and let me tell you... The parts he read put his boxers in a major twist. He was one upset guy...who, believe it or not, was thoroughly jealous of the hero in my story. *_* He moped and stomped around the house for two days after secretly reading my ms, and when he finally got around to talking to me about it.
Anyway, so my dad went to Hubby. Not exactly an unbiased source. I'm sure hubby made it sound like I write pure porn--not erotic romance. I do know one of the questions was if writing about sex was one of my writing goals at the outset. And that my dad had tears in his eyes after hubby talked to him. It's clear he thoroughly did not approve.
Going through all this, I feel so drained. Emotionally, physically, creatively drained. It's like wading through sand, battling your family. The only supportive folks I find, are those would-be readers and others who also write, or are hoping to eventually publish, erotic romance. Hubby says he's supportive, but I don't call having my work constantly referred to as chick porn necessarily supportive. That he can deal with it--which he might as well, because I'm going to do it regardless--is the only big plus.
Anyway, I wanted to put this here, on my writing blog because I'm quite sure I'm not alone in this. It's just one of those things when you want something, you just have stop listening to what everyone (other than your editor!) is saying and move on.