I found this review for Swing! the other day that mentioned my included piece, Burn:
Some of these pieces, like “Burn,” by Tenille Brown, and “Sharing What I Borrow and Coveting What Is Mine,” by Stacy Reed, are cautionary tales, reminders that introducing another person into the bedroom isn’t always just fun and games or as easy as one might hope. In the former, a fictional tale, we see what happens when one half of a married couple falls hard for the woman they’ve invited into their bed for just one night. The story almost veers toward the melodramatic, but is well-written enough not to read like a soap opera. “Sharing What I Borrow…” is an essay about a woman, a man, and a prostitute who happens to have a Ph.D. An introspective piece in which the author reflects on past boyfriends and her sexual history in an attempt to understand her thoughts on open relationships and sexual freedom, it combines this thoughtfulness with sexiness to make an essay that’s all-around provocative.
And I suppose mine was a cautionary tale, but I hope not overly so. I wanted to show a realistic fall out to threesomes, one that wasn’t all orgasmic euphoria. I remember the call for submissions for this particular anthology and what stood out to me the most, what made me really want to submit something was the fact that the editor made it clear that she wanted the book to show all aspects of swinging, not just the sexual act itself. It was what gave me the idea to begin the story after the sex even though the events of the story very much had to do with the threesome itself.
I guess I missed the fall into melodrama by a hair, didn’t I? I’ve got to watch that because even I sometimes see my stories steering in that direction. I do this a lot, apparently, put all this tension and drama in my sex stories. In the few reviews and introductions I have been mentioned in, the authors always referred to my pieces as “the serious side of…” or “tackles the tricky topic of” and I guess it could be a good thing, or it could be a wake up call for me to mix it up a bit. I don’t know why it’s so hard for me to just keep it light. Am I that intense? Hmmm. Something else to think about.
I certainly don’t want my reputation to precede me when submitting to new venues and have people thinking that including my work might be a bit of a downer for the work as a whole.
Well, I said all that to say I love to find reviews like these, just when you think no one is reading…
But in other writing/publishing news, the anthology Glamour Girls: Femme/Femme Erotica that features my story Dressing Desire, is now listed in the Haworth Press online catologue. They have great info on the book there and the table of contents which I love reading because I love seeing those names like M. Christian, Rachel Kramer Bussel and Alison Tyler along with mine. Yay!
And in another writers’ life:
I can only hope to one day feel the pride and satisfaction exuded in this post from Mary Anne. Her career – in academics and in her seamless transition from erotica to literary fiction and her ability to get readers to view all her work as just that – is one that I admire and hold as a model of what I want my career to be. When I’m here fretting about choosing to publish all works erotic, non-fiction, mainstream and literary fiction, under my real name I become inspired by people like she and Kiini. I’m proud to say I’ve had a story rejected by her – Mt. Everest, it was and it went pretty far but didn’t make the final cut. But hey, she’s still on my list as one of the best editors I never had.
Wow, two posts in one day. Maybe I’m getting a hang of this blogging thing.