The Broken World

Why did I start writing erotic fiction? Or sex stories if you prefer. Well, it's because I've been reading the damn things for years. I'm not mentioning any names, because I've long forgotten them, but every time I ran across a story on ASS or a website that, for lack of a better term, sucked I couldn't help but think, I can write better stuff than this.

So I did. I don't pretend to be the best, or anywhere near the best, but I do assert that I'm far from the worst. This isn't arrogance, this is based on the fact that I've read some really shitty stuff in the past. I don't just mean that I was turned off by the story matter or anything like that, I mean it was shitty. As though the author was writing at a second grade level. So condensed and lacking of content that it was as though someone were trying to tell the story of Great Expectations in five paragraphs or less.

Another thing I was having problems with was that the sex stories were more sex than stories. Many of the stuff I was reading could be seen as little more than Letters to Penthouse. There's nothing wrong with a good stroke story every now and then, but I was distressed to think that more than 50% of the stories were stroke stories. I've always thought the eroticism came from the situation and not the act of sex. Some of the best erotic fiction I had read HAD NO SEX IN THEM! I determined that when I wrote my sex stories that I'd try to make the story a little more prominent than the sex.

Fortunately it looks like the quality of erotic fiction has gone up lately. That may explain why I don't write as much of it as I used to.

Chronology:
1. The Baker's Wager
2. Peter and the Wolf
3. Magician's Wolf
4. Conventions of Magic
5. Wolf's Bane
6. The Breaking of the World