Guest Post by Carey Decevito, author of Almost Forgotten

 

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A Dollop of Sweet With a Dash of Spice: Insight of an Erotic Romance Author

Put it here.

Tuck it there.

Assorted parts are thrust, screwed and banged into place.

Screaming, hair pulling, tweaking and if everything works out, you’ve got a big
old smile on your face.

No, I’m not talking car mechanics, I’m talking about sex. More specifically, the
way it’s written.

Have you ever come across an intimate scene that left you scratching your head,
wondering how the main characters seem to have all of a sudden become athletes
in the Sex Olympics?

I bet even the best of contortionists or world class gymnasts wouldn’t be able
to replicate some of those moves!

In my case, becoming an erotic romance writer happened purely by accident.

Here I was, writing some new romantic thriller when the idea struck me. Why not
break a few personal writing boundaries? I knew I had a knack for writing
romance, so I thought, “How hard can it be?” Right!

Today, come to mind, when I look back at the journey that’s brought me to
publishing Once Written, Twice Shy and Almost Forgotten, the first two books in
my Broken Men Chronicles series.

The way I blushed fifty shades of red as I wrote those first few scenes is one
of them. Hell, I still blush, particularly when I come up with something
outrageous!

The second: how many times I would rewrite said scenes to get them just right. I
guessed that the most basic sex could turn out so hot! That’s also when I
realized where a lot of authors, who toy with erotic writing, go wrong.

Sex doesn’t need to be all acrobatics and mechanics to be good. It’s nice to
write a shower scene that’s a little over the top, sure—I myself am guilty of
doing it a time or ten—but if the words flow, the emotions show, you don’t need
all those fancy death-defying positions and a minute account to make your reader
feel like the proverbial fly on the wall.

The third is that there is such a thing as too much sex. Build the story and add
some “spice”. A novel can contain a lot more than the average two to three
scenes in it without coming off as crass. It really can be a beautiful piece of
art.

All in all, my foray into erotic-styled writing has definitely led me down a
path I never expected. Suffice to say, it’s not for everyone. Am I happy with my
achievements, of course! Do I plan to write more erotic romances? You bet! Will
I still be blushing by the time I reach a dozen erotic-themed novels? You’re
darn right I will be but I’ll still be putting them out!

In closing, I’d like to thank my host for having me. And for those of you
reading this post, I hope that you’ve laughed, been educated and gotten curious
as to the inner workings of this particular erotic romance author.

 


About The Author



Born and raised in small town Northern Ontario, Canada, Carey Decevito has had a
penchant for reading and writing for as long as she can remember.

As an adult however, more than a decade had come to pass before sleepless nights
plagued her with exhaustion, demanding that she put pen to paper (more like
fingers to keyboard) and start writing again.

And the rest, as they say, is history!

A writer of erotic romance, this lover of food will throw in a bit of heat, a
dash of sass, a pinch of comedy and a dollop of real-life experience in order to
provide her readers with a story that will mess with their emotions from start
to finish.

Family and friends are her lifeblood but Carey also enjoys conquering the
outdoors, sports, travelling and playing tourist in Canada’s National Capital
region.   When life gets crazy, she seeks respite through her writing and
submersing herself in the latest addition to her library.   If all else fails,
she knows there’s never a dull moment with her prolific story-teller of a
five-year-old daughter, her goofy husband and their two cats who she swears are
out to get her.

With three published works under her belt, Almost Forgotten  is the second of
her  The Broken Men Chronicles series.


About The Book

Jake had it all: money, women, great looks. For all intents and purposes, he was
happy. Or so he thought he was.

A series of women and an unexpected appearance by a ghost from his past caused
him to re-evaluate his life.

Why had she come back? Why was she standing in his firm’s boardroom with his
opposing counsel? But the burning question was, why did he give a damn after
fifteen years?

She’d broken his heart all those years ago and Jake chose to live the life of a
bachelor from there on out. Along with his fast-paced career, he ran a
fast-paced social life. It’s what worked for him. Or he’d at least convinced
himself it did.

The loneliness his large home presented the minute the housekeeper went home and
the women that warmed his bed deserted him, left him wanting. Could he have what
so many of his friends already did: the woman, the family, the house with the
white picket fence? Maybe. But just because he desired these things, things he’d
sworn off ages ago, doesn’t mean that they were destined for him.

One thing was for sure, with Danica back in town, Jake’s life was never going to
be the same again.


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One comment on “Guest Post by Carey Decevito, author of Almost Forgotten

  1. Sylv says:

    Thanks as always for your continued support and for hosting today

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