I found a book called "The Tempted Bride" in the trunk of a car when I was a kid and it shocked me. (I was raised Southern Baptist, which helps explain that.) I grew up wanting to write and I did, publishing short stories and poems in literary journals. But my sex stories seem to me to be my best *writing.* A publisher will put out a collection this week, which thrills me, though I don't tell my siblings and old freinds about the book for fear they'll think less of me for writing 'smut.'
Anyone here ever wrestle with this? (If not writing it, then admitting that you like to read it.)
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