I know I told you that I completed my first ever M/M short story a few months back, but I have now broken my duck in regards to M/M novellas! My first 15k M/M romance / erotic novella in now finished and ready to send off.
What a journey that was! If you were to ask me if I found this to be outside my comfort zone, I would answer yes. If you were to ask me if this was outside my own experiences, I would answer yes.
I’ve sent a copy off to my friendly gay readers, guys who have guided me in the past with other work and I hope to hear back from them soon. Hopefully I will have described all the anatomical details correctly. They did correct me on a couple of details last time, things I couldn’t possibly have known (but that’s one of the hazards of this type of project, isn’t it?), but these pointers have served me well this time around.
For anyone who’s interested, I will reveal more when the completed story is resting on a desktop at SteameReads, but for now, I am going to celebrate with a hot bath, a small glass of red and perhaps give myself a ‘little reward’ for having finished…
If a man was to wake up one Saturday morning as an adult female, with a timer nearby counting backwards 23:59:44; 23:59:43… (to assure him that it wasn’t permanent) what do you think he would do with his remaining hours?
Think quickly because his time is running out.
Here’s a couple to start you off – and this is purely speculation;
1) He’d immediately strip off his jammies and stare at himself in the bedroom mirror. Probably for hours.
2) He’d phone the nearest veg shop and get them to send round a corn cob, a cucumber…anything!
3) Once he’d reduced the fruit and veg to a sticky pulp, he’d probably Google the address of the nearest lesbian nightclub.
4) Out would come the camera for a hundred ‘I shot myself’ full-length mirror pics.
5) He’d finally succeed in locating that elusive clitoris!
PS with regard to point 3, I assume he wouldn’t want an ordinary M/F tryst. I couldn’t imagine ‘her’ wanting to lie beneath a guy. I may be wrong…