Obviously this doesn’t apply if you’re writing erotica.
Sure feeling hot and sticky and shit is nice. But I find a lot of it boring because author’s tend to substitute sexual feeling for inner tension. And it ends up just feeling cold and sterile. I might as well just watch porn–easier for me get off.
I was reading Giovanni’s room the other day. Obviously given the time period when it was written, James Baldwin couldn’t knock himself out with shooting dicks and big load of cum, he had to hide and at the same time express the truth of the occurrence The result is he had to get to the emotional heart of the matter. Get to right to the emotional tension and show characters in their bare and vulnerable moment.
So look at the consummation of the relationship between David and Giovanni.
He locked the door behind us, and then for a moment , in the gloom, we simply stared at each other–with dismay, with relief, and breathing hard. I was trembling. I thought if I do not open the door at once and get out of here, I am lost. But I know I could not open the door, I knew it was too late; soon it was too late to do anything but moan. He pulled me against him, putting himself into my arms as though he were giving me himself to carry, and slowly pulled me down with him to that bed. With everything in me screaming No! yet the sum of me sighed Yes.
Nary a word about hard dicks and big blunt cocks, just pure emotions of the moment. I was touched. No I wasn’t hot and heavy, but touched where good fiction is supposed to touch you.
Now of course if this was supposed to a fuck and dump session, the language and the line of attack will be lot different. But you still need to get to the emotional heart of the matter. Usually that means finding the character tension even in a fuck and dump session, and making that the forefront over all the bathroom gymnastics.
Some thoughts for the day.