Okay, I'm pushing the topic a little with this post. But seriously, I haven't travelled much, and I've certainly never travelled while doing it, so I think it works!
Because more than any other travel type thing, I've always wanted to fly away to the land of Oz. Or the world in the movie Labyrinth. Or Narnia. And it's this urge - the one that's always been with me - that made me write Tigerlily (out now from Total-E-Bound).
And Tigerlily is also full of raunchy sex, so I'm sure it fits the topic. Especially as I've had many more sex dreams about doing it in labyrinths or in fantasy palaces or in that upside down and inside out castle than I've had actual sex in normal travel places, like on a beach or in a train. I don't even write about my characters doing it in trains or on beaches, all that often. Usually they're in beds or over sinks, or other ordinary things.
Either that, or completely extraordinary things, like on spaceships and while climbing the Mountains of Glass in some fantasy world I've made up. I go from one extreme to other, when it comes to travelling sex. My sex travels from mundane bedrooms, through magical mirrors and into places where men are half-pumpkin, half-person. Or half-sofa, half-person.
What? That totally happens in Return To Oz. Except without the grown women and the hunk versions of these things and lots of sex. Because that would have made for a very disturbing kid's movie.
But anyhoo. I guess it's safe to say. I'm one of those many, many, many women who, as a child wondered what it would be like if the Goblin King really did come and take me away from all of this, right now. And in all honesty, I can't think of a better way to travel than in the arms of David Bowie, in a pair of tights.
P.S. If you'd like to know more about Tigerlily, here's a blurb!
Oh what’s a girl to do, when she finds a sexy, naked man in her back garden?
When a naked guy turns up in Mae’s back garden, she can’t decide if he’s crazy or sent from heaven. He can’t remember his name, or where he’s from, but he seems to know one thing for certain- Mae is in need of some hot loving, and fast.
However, the more he persuades her to let go and give in, the more she finds herself believing that she’s met him before. But childhood games with a boy who she’s sure had wings on his back are giving way to her deepest sexual fantasies, and dreams of another world entirely are not far behind…
Every since I read this blurb I've been dying to read this. I was deeply affected by Peter Pan as a child.
And by the way, am I wrong or isn't there a very nasty, lovely train story in THINGS THAT MAKE ME GIVE IN?
I didn't doubt you'd be travelling in style this week. Great post.
Charlotte - Tigerlilly sounds interesting. And I am so with you on Bowie from Labrynth.ReplyDelete
I don;t know about Bowie. I always thought Tinkerbelle was really hot in that tiny skirt. Physical difference in size though. Just wouldn;t fit.ReplyDelete
Lisabet- HOMG you're right. I fail at my own writing life! God, I'd forget the names of my own books if given half a chance.ReplyDelete
Ashley- Thanks! But as I always say, when asked a question like "where would you travel to, if you could?", why say Hawaii when you could say "Oz/the distant future/a spaceship with Nathan Fillion as Captain"?
Kathleen- glad you like it! And Bowie- first crush for so many, many girls. I think he warped us.
Garceus- LOL. Oh, the mental images!