Sometimes I get asked how I’m able to write, or what makes me write, or what inspires me. Honestly it’s quite hard to say. Perhaps if I really look at myself I have to say it doesn’t take a whole lot.
I’m naturally a creative and extremely sexual person. In my every day life I work at a job that lets me flex my creative muscles, but the canvas on which I’m asked to paint is limited by logic, reason, and above all else; budget.
My rampant sexual desire is something that I’ve had to tend to for quite a long time. I’ve always considered it to be a detriment to my life in general. It hinders me from concentrating when I need to. If I have tasks that need to be done and I’m unsupervised, it’s quite possible for me to day dream off into my own mental erotic movie.
So what inspires me to write? Pretty much everything.
The last short story I wrote, “A Lunchtime Affair” was inspired by a woman I’ve been chatting with online. Now don’t get the wrong idea. When I say inspired, I don’t mean that 90% of the story is based in reality. In fact what created the inspiration was the off hand mention of a new sundress being purchased, the off hand mention of sleeping on the couch instead of a bed, and that’s pretty much it. A couple hours later and 4500 words were written, and now posted.
That’s what it takes for me. That’s all the inspiration that I need. I’m freakish in that way. I can turn anything into innuendo and any small fact into a fantasy if I twist it the right way.
Now; if you’re on this blog you’re likely either someone that enjoys writing, or reading erotic lit. If that’s the case, what inspires you? Feel free to respond. I’m curious as to what normal people experience. =)