It turns out writing romantic/erotic fiction has become more complicated for me than in years past than I previously thought and posted about. You can recap that discussion over here.
I have some theories on this as to why, but the Chaos Pen series keeps trying to go down that route. Maybe it’s self therapy (torture) by way of writing. I mean I have been using the word demon in all the titles thus far. Doesn’t help that for me hypomania tends to bring hypersexuality and now thanks to PTSD it’s a triggering experience.
So I’m finding that my writing has got this push-pull thing going on that is difficult for me. The hypersexual part of my brain is bubbling up, whispering in my ear with all sorts of thoughts but then the PTSD rears its head and brings in the ugly.
I really don’t know what to do with this. A part of me says I should keep at it, face it, and let it out. I will say that most of what I’ve written so far has never happened to me in life. It’s just bred from the things that has – if that makes sense? I suppose that’s what writers do best. They take one truth and spin it into a story that will resonate with as many people as they can.