I gave myself a simple instruction for this post. Write an expectation v.s. reality. Honestly, what came to mind was the irony of actually writing sex scenes.

How people think writers write sex scenes… Preparing yourself, pep talk, yea, this is gonna be great. My characters are unforgettable. They do amazing things together. It’s gonna be all sultry music, wine, and blowing it out of the water so you can toast yourself once you are done.

The reality…

I usually am in my pajamas with my hair in a pineapple, writing and then deleting it because it isn’t right. Hoping Mr. V doesn’t read over my shoulder and embarrass me any worse than I already am. That is how those scenes get written.