If writing about it was as exhausting as doing it

[stickygirl]

If writing about it was as exhausting as doing it, we should all be Olympic athletes.

I've just done a 3 hour sex scene marathon. I've missed my usual supper time slot, so now I'm going to be eating at 9.30pm, which I'm grumpy about - it's WHAT time?!...

Was it worth it? Well I think so, but it's weird that we write our most intimate thoughts on the page like it was a footie game with extra time played and penalties.

How come we have to bare our souls for other people's rocks-off?
Because it's so damned exhilarating, thats why. I'd been putting off this scene and finding excuses for a couple of days, but once the mood was set, the previous typos and grammars folded away neatly, I couldn't help myself! Hurray!

What a relief. Not quite post coital but worth a beer! Cheers love!

Sound familiar?

 

[LoquiSordidaAdMe]

Sometimes they flow so quick and easy it's almost like they write themselves. Other times (like my most recent) I spend weeks agonizing over a sex scene and can't seem to move on.

I have noticed one thing that may account for the difference. If the sex is in service to a larger story - if I'm trying to work character development and plot points into the sex scene - it takes a lot more effort to mix everything together smoothly. If I'm writing a light and fluffy stroker, and the sex IS the story, it happens a lot easier and I can lose track of time as my fingers dance on the keyboard.

Either way, a beer afterwards is a good idea.

 

[PennameWombat]

Sometimes they flow so quick and easy it's almost like they write themselves. Other times (like my most recent) I spend weeks agonizing over a sex scene and can't seem to move on.

I have noticed one thing that may account for the difference. If the sex is in service to a larger story - if I'm trying to work character development and plot points into the sex scene - it takes a lot more effort to mix everything together smoothly. If I'm writing a light and fluffy stroker, and the sex IS the story, it happens a lot easier and I can lose track of time as my fingers dance on the keyboard.

Upvote this.

If it's just the sex I (and the reader) simply believe that the participants met somehow, were attracted, other people and events didn't get in the way for well or ill, and here we are. Getting sweaty. And the After? Not of current concern

But if Stuff Happened Before and Stuff Will Happen Later, that all needs to be taken into account. Not that there won't be moments of pure release but the readers have seen What Happened so well, it needs to flow into the sex in some reasonable way. And if it's a chaptered work (or other work where Stuff Will Happen after the sex) that needs to work too.

But that's why we're here. Those are the challenges.

Either way, a beer afterwards is a good idea.

A Deschutes Fresh Haze last night

 

[Privates1stClass]

Stickygirl wrote:

If writing about it was as exhausting as doing it, we should all be Olympic athletes.

I've just done a 3 hour sex scene marathon. I've missed my usual supper time slot, so now I'm going to be eating at 9.30pm, which I'm grumpy about - it's WHAT time?!...

Was it worth it? Well I think so, but it's weird that we write our most intimate thoughts on the page like it was a footie game with extra time played and penalties.

How come we have to bare our souls for other people's rocks-off?
Because it's so damned exhilarating, thats why. I'd been putting off this scene and finding excuses for a couple of days, but once the mood was set, the previous typos and grammars folded away neatly, I couldn't help myself! Hurray!

What a relief. Not quite post coital but worth a beer! Cheers love!

Sound familiar?

Agreed--sometimes it's easy, but other times it's a struggle to complete (writing, that is), but it's the same with sex, isn't it? A couple comes together and the passion between them escalates, then quickly ends with them both on a sexual high. Two nights later, she has a headache, he's uptight and horny--things aren't going well at all.

An old man once told me, "It now takes us all night to do once what we once used to do all night." I hope that isn't your situation.

 

[AlexBailey]

Lol, Sticky.

Way to put it out there! I've been working on part four of my story, but I've been way too distracted by U.S. politics. My wife wakes me up with the news and falls asleep watching it on television. It's less conducive to writing erotica than a cold shower.

I'm glad to see that your creative spark keeps burning.

 

[ElectricBlue]

Circle around each other slowly, then phwoar .

My characters do that all the time - my café staff feature so often, at least one of them is going to get a story of their own. Wait, several already have!

 

[stickygirl]

... and then, after writing for several hours intensively, you save the document in a warm, satisfied afterglow and think, 'Best Sex Scene EVER!'.

And when you read it back, a couple of days later it's like, 'Hm. That was quick...'


(or am I projecting here?)

Ha - you've clearly been there before! I'm about to open the doc again and will, I suspect, find what you've said is true.

Yes, this wasn't a brag thread, but after a long session trying to project myself into that space and find the emotions, I was exhausted. I'd sooner be writing a report

 

[Emirus]

If writing about it was as exhausting as doing it, we should all be Olympic athletes.

I've just done a 3 hour sex scene marathon.

Sound familiar?

A 3 hour sex scene? That takes me back a few years. Actually quite a few years. The spirit is willing, the body isn’t, but the memories are good. Very good.

But on to your post. I find sex scenes difficult to write. The description of the actual getting together isn’t too difficult but it’s adding all the moaning, whimpering, and aaah’s that don’t come easy. I think the porno type sex is a lot easier than the more “sensitive” stuff.

“His twenty inch cock, as thick as a Coke can, was relentlessly pounding her red hot, steaming cunt. Her panties were wet through from having been dripping with anticipation ever since she’d first seen him enter the diner, even though he’d been forty feet away, and she’d bent over the table before he’d had time to order his coffee. She laughed inwardly at the female customers licking their lips in hope and the men’s expressions, a mixture of anger and envy.”

I think that type of sex scene is a lot easier to write. A lot more fun as well. You don’t have to think about it too much.