Now, after having written what feels like a gazillion sex scenes -- people in naughty books are insatiable -- I like them even less. I've realised there are three reasons why I hate them.
1. There are only so many times you can describe a sex scene in new and creative ways without relying on euphemisms. And I hate euphemisms.
3. The Shame Factor. If I write about torture or war or bloodthirst and violence, I do it safe in the knowledge that my family and friends can read it without thinking that I'm a bloodthirty, violent war-mongering torturer. However, when I write about sex, and let's say it's particularly inventive sex, I'm frightened that the the first thing they'll wonder is How does Jen know that? And this is why I have a pseudonym, and why I can never tell my mother what it is.
How do you feel about sex scenes? Do you avoid them like the plague, or do you dive in headfirst? So to speak.