That was last summer and since then, I’ve written two more. A few months ago, I decided to focus writing full-length New Adult novels, not exactly literary fiction, but a far cry from erotica. The problem is with the last sexy story I wrote about a fun romp in Dubrovnik. The story is now in danger of being edited out of existence. Ya’ll, this isn’t literary fiction it’s erotica.

I am clueless as to what transpired, but whatever it was, the editor apologized for the first edit and included a long list of completely different edits as well as a mild threat (that I did not take seriously) about missing my contracted publishing date. Huh? I don’t know if the person was apologizing for my bad writing or her messing up my first edit (hopefully it was the editing, because my writing would have to be beyond awful to mess up a sexy short story). These new edit comments make be ponder just what it is I’m writing, I mean how can I explore into the character POV, her innermost thoughts, and other such things in a forty page story that is basically, well you know.
Anyway, I’ve sent it off, hope it will suffice, and wash my hands of this kind of writing forever. I'm glad to get that off my chest and am happy once again. And, in fairness, this newly revised short story is much better.
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