- I enjoy writing it. It’s easy, fun, and sometimes you can play with the aspect that certain characters might not realise the characters in a book are lesbians. So when the two women go into a toilet cubicle in a pub or club together, no one bats an eyelid. But they’d probably be shocked if they realised they were getting it on in the cubicle!
- Because I’m female, I know how things work, how things physically feel, etc, so I can write with authority on this subject. No one can tell me I’m wrong, because orgasm doesn’t feel like that, or a woman wouldn’t say that, and so on. There’s no right or wrong, of course, because everybody is different, but I can write something and know for definite that it’s possible for some women. Squirting, or female ejaculation, is a good example!
- You can explore different subject matter when writing about two women than you’d explore when writing about a man and a woman. For example, the friendship element that two women have, the things they do together that are nothing to do with sex; go clothes shopping, bitch and gossip about other people, go to spas… I’m not saying men don’t do any of these things, but I would say that straight men that do and enjoy it are in the minority. Or perhaps they just don’t admit it 😉
- It sells better than my m/f stuff! What better reason to keep writing it?!
- I have a high acceptance rate. I don’t know if this is because I’m good at writing it, or because writers aren’t writing so much of it, and therefore editors and publishers aren’t receiving it, but I’m certainly not complaining either way!
- People sometimes don’t get why I, as a straight woman, would write f/f. Some seem to think I’m a closet lesbian or bisexual. I explain that all it takes is a little imagination—as does any type of fiction writing—and knowledge of the female body, which, as a woman, I obviously have, and there you go! I mean, nobody accuses Stephen King of being an alien, a psychopath, a serial killer, etc, do they? Or Charlaine Harris of being a vampire, werewolf or witch? If a story pops into my imagination, I don’t mind what or who it’s about, I’m just glad the idea has come to me. So I’m not going to not write about lesbians, just because I’m not one. If people read my stuff, I’m going to carry on writing it!
- It’s not reviewed as much as straight or gay fiction. I have no idea why this is. My f/f sells better than my other work and I get really nice feedback about it. I’ve even had people ask me to write more f/f stuff because they’ve enjoyed it so much. Unfortunately, though it’s much easier to get m/f and m/m stuff reviewed. Some review sites do not accept lesbian stuff at all. Others do accept it, but much more infrequently than other pairings. It’s sad, but there’s absolutely nothing I can do about it, I just have to try and get the word out about my work in other ways.
- People don’t admit to reading it. Nobody’s ever admitted to not admitting to reading lesbian stuff, but it makes sense. Think about it—it’s my best selling stuff, and yet nobody reviews it and there are fewer sites out there that feature it. But unless people are buying it and not bothering to read it—which I’d say is unlikely or completely crazy—then someone is reading it. Quite a few someones, in fact. So why don’t they make comments? Sign up for sites that need reviewers and cover the lesbian titles? Leave reviews on Amazon? Whatever the reasons, I wish they’d get over it and speak up. There’s no reason to hide what fiction you’re reading, because it’s just fiction. It doesn’t make you a certain type of person, and if people judge you for it, they’re the idiots. So read whatever you like, and read it proud! The writers want to hear from you, and know you’re enjoying what they’re doing. So speak up!
Thanks again for having me here, and I look forward to hearing what your readers have to say about this piece. I’ll keep checking back for comments, so don’t leave me hanging 😉
Abigail’s had a crush on Mackenzie the motorcycle courier for months, but Mackenzie doesn’t even know she exists. Nothing exists for Mackenzie, though, except for her pride and joy – her Ducati Monster.
After an unpleasant encounter, Abigail decides to get her own back on Mackenzie – in the worst possible way. Despite the pleas of her colleagues, Abigail plans to hide Mackenzie’s precious motorbike, and take the haughty bitch down a peg or two.
Naturally, when Mackenzie discovers her bike is gone, there are fireworks. It’s April 1st, so she suspects trickery rather than criminal activity, but that doesn’t mean the person responsible will be getting off lightly…