Today author Lacey Savage visits on her tour with Goddess Fish Promotions for the contemporary erotic romance, "Coming Unbound".
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Now, down to business! Thanks to Lacey for answering all my prying questions.
Why do you write in your genre? What draws you to it?
I write erotic romance because it offers a no-holds-barred look at intimacy. I love mainstream romance, don’t get me wrong, but I always found myself wishing the author had left the bedroom door wide open. I wanted to know what happened between the characters when they were vulnerable with each other.
I think sex says so much about the way two people interact. And sure, the mechanics of sex are pretty basic, but I think every couple makes love differently. I don’t mean when it comes to inserting “tab A into slot B”, but rather, in the way they communicate. Who takes control? Do they speak? If they do, what do they say? How focused are they on each other’s pleasure versus their own? How does sex complicate their growing relationship? I love exploring issues of intimacy, so erotic romance seemed like a perfect fit for me.
What research is required?
For me, it definitely depends on the book. I’ve written books that required very little research. These are the books set in locales I know well, with characters whose jobs and day-to-day lives are familiar to me. COMING UNBOUND is one of those.
I’ve also written books that required tons of research. For example, I, NEFERTITI, one of my first novels, is set in Ancient Egypt. I used famous historical figures like Nefertiti and Akhenaten as my main characters, so I spent months researching before I wrote a single word.
Name one thing you learned from your heroine.
Ginny taught me that it’s okay to ask for what you want, both in the bedroom and outside of it. I think so many of us keep our needs and wants hidden from our partners, either because we’re afraid of how they’ll react, or because we’re so focused on giving them what they want and need. Being giving is wonderful, of course, but not at the expense of sacrificing your own desires.
Do you have any odd or interesting writing quirks, habits or superstitions?
Oh boy, do I ever! There are two things I can’t write without: a candle and a cup of tea. But not just any candle – it has to be the “Trick or Treat” candle from Yankee Candle… the one that smells like candy corn and buttercream. And I can’t drink just any tea, either. It has to be a green tea infused with rose petals, which I’ve only been able to find at a specialty tea shop here in town. Without those two things, the words don’t flow nearly as well.
Are you a plotter or pantser?
I’m a bit of both. I need to know where I’m headed when I first start a book, so I do some work on imagining my characters and figuring out their goals and motivations. Then I create a loose scene outline. This often changes as I write, but it makes me feel better to know I’m not going in blind.
Look to your right – what’s sitting there?
To my right is my art desk. My office is split into two – on one side is my writing nook, which includes my computer, a stack of books and notebooks, my cup of tea and my candle, of course. Immediately to my right is another desk identical to the first, but this one’s used for my other creative pursuits: painting, drawing, scrapbooking, cardmaking, and mixed media art.
Anything new coming up from you? What?
I don’t have anything else contracted right now, but I have a number of projects on the go. Unfortunately, they’re still at the “I-can’t-talk-about-it” stage.
Do you have a question for our readers?
I’d love to know how your readers feel about books featuring couples who are already married. Do you like them? Dislike them? Or do you just let the story speak for itself, regardless of whether the couple’s known each other for 5 minutes, or for 15 years?
He’s turned their suburban basement into a dungeon—and hired a sexy Dom to teach them the art of BDSM.
Desperately in love with his wife, Cole’s aware of sensitive sexual demons in Ginny’s past, and will try anything to beat them. Whips, toys, ménage play with the Dom…all these and more could help Ginny find pleasure, break through her issues.
Or, if they’re not careful, possibly just break Ginny.
I groped for my cocktail glass then drained it. “Now, are you going to answer my question or not?”
She pursed her lips for a moment before replying. “Men want whores.”
My stomach bottomed out. That wasn’t at all the answer I’d expected. It went against everything I believed.
I motioned for her to go on with a flick of my trembling hand.
“They also want a woman who’s confident in her own skin. Someone secure enough in her sexuality to tease them, taunt them, play with them.”
The blood drained from my face. That wasn’t me at all. I liked sex well enough, but Cole was the one who initiated our romantic encounters almost all the time.
“What they don’t want,” Donna continued, “is someone who just lies there and takes it.” She sipped her martini and furrowed her brows. “Why are you asking me this?”
I sucked in a breath and considered lying or changing the subject. But my heart pounded hard against my breastbone, and I needed to know more. “Cole wants us to spice things up for our anniversary,” I blurted. “And I have no idea what to do.”
“Is that all?” Donna laughed, the humor crinkling her eyes. “Geez, girl, you scared me. You were so serious. I thought you were getting a divorce or something.”
I swallowed hard but said nothing. A divorce might not be too far off. Cole had married a woman with little sexual experience and no interest in learning anything beyond the particulars of inserting Tab A into Slot B, and I couldn’t help but wonder if he had a Lilian of his own. Cole worked as a technician at a medical laboratory. Had someone there already offered to hop on a photocopy machine and spread her legs for him?
The thought soured my stomach. I set my empty glass aside and gripped Donna’s hands. “Help me.”
Her eyes widened. She squeezed my fingers in a supportive gesture, and I was insanely grateful she wasn’t laughing.
“Okay, well, you must have some idea. Think about a fantasy of yours… Something you haven’t gotten to act out but would like to.” I must have looked completely blank, because Donna sighed. She signaled a waiter who was passing by. “We’re going to need more alcohol.”.
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