Friday, August 9, 2013

Writing Steamy Scenes with Kids (in the house...not the scenes, just to be clear)

This one makes me giggle, as my nine-year old is constantly wanting to know about what I'm writing, right now...From Bella Roccaforte

     As usual I arrived at the party late as they were sweeping the last of the confetti off the floor. But Anne was kind enough to let me send in a blog post that speaks to some of the challenges of being a writer and a mom, especially when they are little.
     The thing is there are normal every challenges to being a writer. So many distractions and interruptions and then from time to time our characters aren’t cooperating. Then there are the dreaded “dangling participles” that my editor tells me will be the death of me.
     Now enter the wonderful bundles of joy that we have dedicated our entire lives to. As women we’ve sacrificed our bodies, our sanity, our careers and our hopes of ever having a spotless house. They are the joy and wonder of our lives. I have been blessed five times, my children range in age from four years to nine-teen. Two little kids and three teenagers, the teenagers pretty much ignore me unless they need something. But the little ones they always need something.
     Typically I spend my days with them; playing, teaching, tiring them out. I love every minute of it. But
sometimes when deadlines are breathing down my apron I will occasionally become the worst mom ever and resort to the TV babysitter.
     I found myself in just that situation not too long ago. You see I have one strange writing quirk, it works for me, but I have to write chronologically, I have a hard time writing out of sequence so I just don’t do it. Perhaps as I grow as a writer I’ll be able to but today isn’t that day. 
     I was pushing hard up against a deadline; releasing books in rapid succession can be daunting because
deadlines must be kept. I needed to write at least two scenes by the end of the day for my editor so I was working on a rather steamy scene between Shay and Aiden. Now it’s not that I’m a prude, but I do tend to embarrass easily and for some reason when I’m thinking impure thoughts I feel like it’s written all over my face and everyone can read my mind.
     Needless to say these thoughts were very impure and it can be challenging when sitting alone in a room
to express them, never mind when your five year old (who incidentally reads better than I do) keeps coming to see what I’m doing.
     I had parked myself in a comfy leather chair in the living room and turned on Megamind, a favorite
amongst the littlest of my brood. Writing away, with headphones in my ears to try to drown out the sound of cartoons and laughter of children I was typing away. All three of the teenagers came buzzing through the room at various points and all of them looked at me very suspiciously. Only my daughter Lili dared to ask “Mom what are you doing?”
      My eyes shifted from side to side rapidly, “Um, trying to get some writing done.”  She tilted her little chin down and with a knowing look and hands firmly planted on hips she says, “What are you writing Mom?”
     Well this called the attention of all the other teenagers in the house that were in the kitchen eating me
out of house and home and before I knew it I was fighting off six or so of them who were trying to read my screen.
     Of course I had to be the adult here; I mean I was the oldest one in the room. So I did what any mature
adult-type person would do. I threw a fit. I closed my laptop and wormed my way through the throngs of puberty and stomped out of the room giving my daughter the evil eye, “Lilith, you will watch the babes while I finish this.”
     With that I slammed my office door as though I had been offended. How dare she out me like that! The
red finally went down in my cheeks and I sat giggling at my desk as I finished writing the scene.
     So you see when writers lock themselves in their writing shacks it isn’t always for concentration and
silence. Sometimes it’s just because you need to not have the prying eyes of those that may judge your
dirty thoughts prematurely. I mean it is after all for the sake of the art!

INK: Fine Lines follows the twisted path of Shay Baynes, an up-and-coming comic book artist. A horrific series of tragedies strike just as she’s finally about to hit it big.

When paranormal investigator McNab uncovers a pattern of disturbing coincidences it becomes clear that this is more than just a bout of bad luck.

Everyone’s in danger including Aiden & Eli who have divided Shay’s heart down the middle since childhood. McNab teams up with them to stop the killing before it’s too late for Shay!
***Warning this book contains adult language and situations.

Genre: New Adult, Paranormal, Urban Fantasy 

Bella Roccaforte Bio:

     Bella’s motto has always been that you can choose to watch life pass you by or your can be the one spinning the world. You have to get out and live, life won’t come to you!  Bella has always seen thing in the world with a different view and has been an avid story-teller. She is enjoying putting her crazy musings into print for others to enjoy.  Writing is just one of her passions. She also loves music, reading, but most of all spending time with her kiddos. She grew up in New England where her brother, sister and many nieces and nephews live. She has lived all over the country. She currently calls Atlanta, GA home. To her, one of the most exciting parts of writing is getting a chance to interact with readers. It is truly her hope that readers will reach out and tell her what they like and even don’t like about her stories. She’s looking forward to a relationship with the readers to better write stories they will love. 

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