Eight Crazy Nights

Put on your Yarmulke, it’s time for Hanukkah…

I did a “Jewish hotties” post just now at the Whispers blog, and I require a cold shower. Dayum, them boys are good lookin’. They make me go all weak in the knees.

I think I figured out the problem with chapter 15, praise muse! See, Rashad is clearly dominant in the bedroom (and out, but anyway). He keeps trying to take my sex scenes and go all kinds of naughty, but it isn’t time for that yet! This one has to be about Maya and about growing trust–she’s not ready to submit yet. I need to beat him back, is what I need to do. Dang characters, all with their opinions of how they should get to do it. I’m in charge, not you people!

Bah. I’ll be cutting and pasting what I have for the NEXT sex scene, thankyouverymuch. Hopefully this will loosen up the flow of words a bit, because it makes much more sense this way.

And we now conclude this episode of “insane peeks into writerly minds.” Tune in next week when I rant confusedly about passive voice.