Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Authorly reflections... too far out of the box...

The dashing Guy Williams as Zorro... what a pleasure it was watching him gallantly defeat his nefarious foes.

Late night yowls, my adored Big Cat Beauties... a lovely mild day on the tame prairie... but, gosh, it's still helter skelter circumstances for the Kougaress, and par for 2012...

Authoress news and mews ~

The Kougar got some good promo done today. To what end...?

Authorly reflections... too far out of the box... If you've been a writer for a long time, there are happenings in your life that stick in your mind forever, then surface at significant points in your life. When the Kougar wrote her flash fiction for SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTIONS for today's post, it was fun, and heart-right enjoyable for several reasons.

Zorro has always been one of this Big Cat's favorite swashbuckling heroes, and recreating that atmosphere as a shapeshifter erotic romance scene... well, OH YES! However, in writing that little scene, the Kougar realized her 'period' writing style might be a turn-off for some. Would enough readers like a short story/novella starring her mostly human heroine, Sharla, and Zoronado, a Black Stallion Shapeshifter?

Yes, to be realistic, it's rare for any author to be beloved by one and all. It happens, but it's rare.

In general, the Kougar has a unique writing style and sometimes a unique perspective to her stories, even if they are HEA romance. Her style works well for some readers of paranormal erotic romance, but certainly not all.

So, when she looks around at other erotic romance books, she has to wonder if her writing professor, lo those many years ago in college, was 'more' right in his assessment than this Big Cat author first thought, at that time. Basically what the Kougar was told, that while he, the professor, deeply appreciated her writing -- and he did -- he said that she could never become a professional author because her writing style/voice was reminiscent of another age, and not modern as in Hemingway.

At the time this cut went so deep, this Big Cat had no clue how deep the wound was until maybe ten years later.

But, even emotionally devastated, this Big Cat's response was 'what about in the future?'... okay, the future is here, and while writing styles have changed and evolved... yet, how much? In this Big Cat's honest estimation of her authorly status, she simply does not fit in, and will never fit in -- the ole round peg in a square hole -- or certainly not well enough to be on the NY bestseller list, which she doesn't even care about anymore... but that's another entire discussion.

Okay, it's difficult to know what is actually true about your own writing, simply given everyone's different taste in books. It also obviously depends on what the current reading trend is. Likely if the Kougar had a manlove book available, it would be selling well. Of course, another factor is how fast you can write that next book. And, no, this Big Cat isn't able to keep up with the 'author-Joneses' in that respect. At least, not as things stand now in her life.

And while the input of others can be invaluable in knowing how to 'better' your writing, on the other hand many authors have been terribly misguided whether from good intentions or outright ill will. Ultimately, only you as the author can determine how to separate the wheat from the chaff when improving your books.

Anyhoo and mew, the Kougar is wondering how much her style, her voice, her writerly perspective, simply isn't in sync with today's readers.


Plastic rapier in hand, she approached the door.
By Savanna Kougar

Sharla knew it was silly. In a way. Her endless erotic fantasies about Zorro.

But why not indulge herself? Finally.

She'd been assured her Zorro fantasy could be fulfilled.

Why not give herself the birthday gift she really and truly wanted? After all, the Pleasure Club was for experiencing and exploring sexual pleasure in a safe environment.

Besides, temptation shouted her name. Repeatedly. And, with an intensity Sharla could no longer resist.

Okay, truth, she'd never come or 'come' close to doing anything like this before.

Oh, she'd tried to analyze why and get over it. At least, limit how often the masked swashbuckler all in black demanded she surrender to his desires in the most passionate and hedonistic of ways. Then become his forever.

Right on time, Sharla heard the sounds of vigorous swordplay in the hallway of the Pleasure Club. Plastic rapier in hand, she approached the door.

Big Cat by-the-numbers ~

11:55 pm... 12:12 am... 1:11 am... 4:44 am... 1:11 pm... 2:22 pm... 8:44 pm... trust NOTHING or NO ONE in the two party system... betrayal and subjugation is the only endgame...

The most powerful weapon is the human soul on fire.

~ Have a magickal month of June ~


And, May you live the dreams of your heart, not in interesting times...

Authorly reflective kisses from the Kougar...


Serena Shay said...

It is hard to know what to think about our own books...we love them 'cause they are our babies, our dreams. Others may hate them or love them. We might hit the right or wrong cord in them, but that's okay...even if they hate the story we produced some sort of feeling from them and maybe the next person will love it.

Most importantly is do you love it, because when all is said and done, don't we write for ourselves?

Your instructor was wrong, Savanna, you do have what it takes to be a writer and you prove that everyday you sit in front of the computer and every night that you dream up wonderful new stories, flashes and blogs. :D

Savanna Kougar said...

Oh, Serena, good tears in my eyes. I so appreciate you and your insights, and your supportive words.

You're right about loving your story. I can always say I truly love what I write because I have this hard and fast rule. I never write anything I don't love and want to read myself.

I think it shines through whenever an author does put their hearts into their books.