It was fun updating the language in SEX, LOVE & THE SACETIME PINCH for exclamations, swear words, etc., that would fit into a futuristic romance. In place of OMG I have Stars in Space! There’s also Great Galaxy! Holy Quasars! Space forbid! Hot pulsars! The heroine is teased with “Nanopunk” and later says, “What a white dwarf I’ve been (for doubting you) while a teenage character breaking rules declares, “I’m gonna be blackholed for this.”
Anyone have some good ideas for next time? Nothing nasty—this world is Utopian, not Dytopian. Love is in the air.
Why did I write my latest book, SEX, LIES, & THE SPACETIME PINCH? If I let you in on my original title, “Hug a Tree,” it might give you a clue. When that phrase was first bandied about, it stuck in my mind. One of the concerns high on my list is protecting our environment, and I was pleased to find places where I could inveigle that idea into my story
Also cooking on a back burner was a comment made by a psychologist friend. He believed that the majority of ills leading to aggression and wars came about through sexual guilt. I pondered that notion for some time and one night, when I couldn’t fall asleep and passed the time dreaming up plots, the two ideas came together. What if a fantastic planet existed where sex in all its various forms, and as thrilling as sex can be, was available for everyone, totally without guilt?
And what if this “paradise” was threatened?
One more important element: I wanted romance––and a happy ending. All the major plot points danced in my head as I dreamed up a feisty heroine, an alpha male handsome hero, and a trip to outer space (loved adding a smidgen of science fiction, with its allure of danger and wild imagination). One love story didn’t seem enough; I needed different personalities reacting to my guilt-free-sex planet, so three other couples were added in lesser roles.
There you have it. Utopian erotica. A brand new settlement and a brand new lifestyle. And did I mention robots? Every good story has some comic relief (ask Shakespeare).
I hope you’ll have as much titillating fun reading SEX, LIES, & THE SPACETIME PINCH as I had writing it.
–– Vee Bentley