Am I the Erotica or is the Erotica me?

As a writer of erotica of course all forms of erotica inspires me. I hate it when our genre of literature is widdled down to being described as nothing more than porno in words. And while yes, some publications in the erotic/romance genre could be summed up as that; I have also seen a growth in literature that still maintains a strong sexual content. That’s what I write. Because sex without life IS just porno, but life without SEX is just down right dull and (lets face it) unrealistic. I don’t think a day goes by I don’t think about sex at least once or twice.
I am a Indie Published Author. And while it has its downs it also has its ups. (other than my arrousal) For one I’m published, but just because I am self published doesn’t mean I’m a bad writer. In my case main stream publishers don’t have interest in my work because I break more than just a couple of rules when it comes to my story content. I AM A RULE BREAKER. Its my nature and up bringing. I’m from the generation X (that was before everything went digital) We’re known for breaking the rules, primarily the conformity ones. Like tattoos, hair color and body piercings. We also rewrote what is considered sports. We ushured in the X-Games with inline skates, skateboards, and DMX bikes (yes Tony Hawk is from the Gen-X). I happen to be a major fan of sculling and bull riders (grin) Anyways to get back on topic… we did what all those video games are based on today (except the shooting parts - that all theirs – modern teenage angst).
Now having skimmed over some general background, now let me get a little more intimate (well not that intimate – you can read my books thats close enough). When I was just 3yrs old me Mum gave me the donkee from her plaster divinty set to paint. I painted it black and blue. When I was 7, the sunday school I went to brought me home and told my parents to never send me back (don’t worry my head didn’t spin backwards or anything like that – I just asked A LOT of questions, and apparently their own faith was too fragile to handle me.Can you imagine that? A seven year old.)

Anyways what I am getting at is that from the beginning I was apparently destined to be the black sheep, the odd one out. (I did not disappoint, nor did I fail to entertain) And in most ways I still am (do). I am not who you think I am. I’m not who they think I am. I am the sum of my many parts, yet you can not define me.
This obviously has a bearing factor on my writing. In otherwords I don’t follow the formula erotic romance wants me too. I don’t have sex five minutes after my characters meet. My characters don’t propose marriage on the first night and happily ever after doesn’t apply. If my story implies something intense or foreboding is coming… guess what? Its coming. I deliver what I promise. I promise to not make you suffer inside a woman’s rambling mind for more then a few brief thoughts (the majority of the stories content will never take place inside a woman’s head- there’s a reason why men don’t understand women – there is NO cure). My shape shifters actually shape shift. My sex is detailed, intense and lasting. (no minute men here). Neither my writing nor my characters are passive submissive/politicaly correct. They have their faults they are also fantasy so NO they arent fearful that YOU might be offended by their faults. Its a story – please try to remeber that).

Americans for all the sex going on, are the most sexually fearful, that fear includes nudity. Its amazing how many people are too modest to even change clothes in the locker room while someone else is nearby. (it probably explains why romance and erotic/romance is the largest selling of any genre fiction – we desperately need to get laid – and laid well AND often) I’m single right now, but I confess when I do have a partner I like looking at them. The fewer the clothes the better. This of course leads to touching… and so on and so on.

Back to what I was saying and why I say it: I am a figment of my imagination. A fantasy… like the world’s I create to take you places you’ve never been to, yet desire them in ways you never thought to imagine. I am neither man or woman. I am both and I am neither. I am what you need me to be so that in the end I have sated your darkest and most secret needs. I am not afraid to love you for the moment and love every moment with you. I will not weight our experience together with false expectations. Our connection may be as deep and as fleeting as a glance, but even a glance can make the heart quicken and certain body parts warmer. I may love you for only the one night we’ve been graced to know each other, or it could be a week, a month or a life time. I will love you today even if there is no tomorrow and there will be no part of your body that misses my touch. I will ignite and cherish them all. Be ready for me… because I’m about to make you wet. Talon p.s.

Now to get to that part about what
stimulates inspires me.

(I'm not gonna bother sharing the rated R ones here you can go to my Facebook page for those. Here at this sight I'm gonna share with you what would ultimately get me kicked out of everything else. Enjoy!


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