When I was asked to edit, Lyrotica: An Anthology of Erotica Poetry and Prose, I reluctantly said yes. I feared this project would be an endless series of the same story—something to put me to sleep rather than wake me up. But, when I finally picked up the draft, I could not put it down.
Editing a book isn't the most fun I have ever had (That pleasure is held by a recent swinger experience that awakened a sleeping sexual desire I didn't even know I had. More on that another time). Somehow this book touched me like no other, and in ways I had not expected.
I had to axe a few poorly written pieces in which the narrative went nowhere. This weighed on my conscience, but it was part of the job. I was picked to edit the book based on my honesty in writing about what actually turns me on. As a result, what remains is a collection of sexually charged short stories and lyrical poetry that will not only keep readers up nights, it will drive them to wake up their sleeping partners to reenact some of the passionate scenes. Or, at the very least the book will send readers off to sleep in a wonderland of sexual dreams.
A snippet from "Tonight Will Be Fine" by Louise Blaydon.
Her fingers are clever and gentle, scrape of fingernails over his scalp, caressing, "Sssh," she says, though he hasn't said anything at all. "Shhh." She withdraws her hand, slips it and the other beneath the elastic of her (rather flimsy) underwear and pushes it down over her hips. "Come here."........................She smells of perfume and musk and herself, womanhood and his salvation, and he smoothes his hands over her hips, kisses her gratefully at the apex of her body.