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6.10.08

How to write HOT when you're NOT

Sometimes I don't feel so hot. I don't feel like writing hot. But there's a book to finish. And the couple is there, in place (picture a book as a movie set) and the producer (the author) yells "Roll 'em!"... and the scene starts to unfold.

So here I am, sitting at my desk, a flannel blanket over my shoulders, a steaming hot tea by the keyboard, stuffed with aspirin and sucking a sore throat pill. I'm thinking, "They touch, he slides his hands along her cheeks, grasps her jaw, turns her face to his. She resists, then their eyes meet. He leans over. Their lips touch..." and I sneeze.
I pictured the woman kissing the man and then sneezing.
The moment was gone.
I start over. This time I get as far as his lips trailing down her neck, and he breathes in her scent. (and all I can smell is my camphor rub) I try to imagine something more romantic than camphor. Jasmin. The old standby. She smells of jasmin. A delicate, sweet scent.
He sighs and buries his face in her neck, her hair tickling his skin.
I sneeze again.
Damn it.
I take a swig of hot tea. Blow my nose. Glare at the keyboard.
The hero is getting slightly annoyed. The heroine is about to fall asleep. I realize I've been sitting here staring at the keyboard for a long time. My tea is cold.
I sigh and start over.
Hands sliding over hot skin.
(I have a fever)
Sweat pearling on brows. (That too is easy to imagine. But the fever is making me slightly loopy. I keep imagining the heroine putting cool hands on the hero's burning forehead. I can only write it once though.
I sigh. (sneeze) and start again.
By now my eyes are watering and I've finished a whole box of tissues.
By now I realized I would not be able to finish my sex scene. It would have to wait until I felt hot enough to write hot.
Sometimes, you just have to wait.
As my husband is fond of saying, "waiting is half the pleasure."
My hands fly over the keyboard.

The heroine pushed the hero firmly away. "Not tonight darling," she said. "But don't worry. The wait will definitely be worth it."

I sneeze.
:-)

2 comments:

Lisabet Sarai said...

Ah, Samantha,

I do hope that you recover soon. And if you didn't get your couple into bed, at least you can console yourself with the fact that you evoked some sympathetic chuckles.

Hugs,
Lisabet

Sascha Illyvich - The Dark Wolf Prince said...

Sam, that sucks you're sick and having to write LOL! Good post though :)