Yesterday I finished devouring a gay romance by British author Harper Fox.  She’s a writer of M/M erotica whose work I only just discovered but find stirring on multiple levels.  As you can guess by the title of this post, I would like to quote a line from her title “Life After Joe”.

I kissed him, lightly but with a shudder of fervour across my spine, as if I had wings that were trying to unfurl.

This could easily continue as a review of the book.  Instead, I want to share what this line inspires in me as a writer.

Adoring the idea of romantic relationships between men, I try to offer that feeling through my storytelling.  Yet, in retrospect of reading Ms. Fox’s line, perhaps my methods are too clinical.  Now I feel challenged to experiment with more emotive descriptions, even sprinkling in a line or two that some might consider flowery.

After all, a guy should be allowed to think in a baroque way once in a while, even if he’d feel cheesy expressing the words.  Wish me luck in convincing “my” men.

Please check out Amazon’s Harper Fox Page  And happy writing!