So why and what possessed me to write erotic romance? Where it comes from? The truth is that I have always been a little too intrigued by the risky or unexpected scenarios that can pop up between two people when they connect. I am talking about those wild fantasies that drift into your head during the most painfully mundane situations. I will be standing in the checkout line at the grocery store, sitting through a dry wedding reception, or zoning out during a work meeting, and my brain just goes somewhere else. I start wondering what would happen if we stripped away the cultural standard expectation of behavior and just gave in to the tension.

There is a satisfying kind of release in taking those scenarios swirling around in my head and pinning them down onto the page. I love taking that brief “what if” moment and stretching it out until it becomes a full story. Maybe it is The Stranger who cornered me at the wedding or The Distinguished Boss back when I was just an intern. I want to build out the whole scene. I want to explore the buildup of what led to that moment, the absolute exhilaration of the encounter, the comedown of reality, and figuring out if it all crashes and burns or if they actually get a happy ending.

But if I am being totally honest with you, this is about much more than just telling a fun story. It is about reclaiming something I think a lot of us lose along the way. I have struggled for a long time with my own self image. There are plenty of days where I do not like my own body and I avoid the mirror because I just pick myself apart. I know I am not the only one who feels that way. Writing these stories is my way of putting my thoughts out there for the world because I don’t think I am alone in feeling a mix of insecurity and intense desire.

For the longest time, I kept that side of myself locked away. I hid my body and I hid my fantasies because I was worried about what people would think. But recently I decided to just stop. I decided to allow myself to celebrate me physically and allow these images and these stories to be seen rather than hidden in a drawer or a dark corner of my mind. This website and these books are me laying my own self bare. It is terrifying to be this vulnerable, but it is also incredibly freeing to stop apologizing for taking up space and having desires.

There is a serious power trip involved here too. We have come a long way socially, but let’s be real because there are still some lingering views on the differences between men’s sexual expectations and ours. I have found that taking a “no apology” attitude towards sexuality, emotions, feelings, wants, and needs actually makes a person much better in their own mind. It improves their interactions with everyone around them. Of course, this is tempered with it not being a selfish move. It has to be a two way street where you can give just as much as you receive. That is how you build something beautiful.

Plus, what girl doesn’t love a good smutty story? We crave the places, the people, and the risky behavior that most of us will simply never take part in because we have to live in reality. It is so much easier to write about a fictional character risking their marriage, their family, their friends, and their job for Rodney the sexy older mechanic since no one is actually getting hurt. Well, except maybe my readers who might be suffering a little bit from my writing style. Sorry about that! I promise I am working on it every day and trying to get better.

These stories can be as hot, steamy, and taboo as we can think of because they are safe inside the pages. I go back over and over what I have written to proofread, fix mistakes in the flow, and flesh out character profiles. I have to admit though that some of the scenes repeatedly get my blood flowing even when I am just trying to check the spelling. I guess that is a good sign if I am getting turned on by my own work. Let’s just say that the editing process frequently gives my JimmyJane Form 2 a serious workout.

Welcome to my headspace. It’s messy, it’s loud, and it’s definitely NSFW, but I am glad you are here.

xx Kara