Sex scenes. My personal hell.
Sometimes I think that writing sex scenes is a kind of masochism in its own right
You sit down with the thought, 'well, it's clear here,' and then you find yourself using the same words, the same gestures, and the same pauses again. And now you're deleting a paragraph for the tenth time, because *no, it's already been*.
I want the scenes to be distinguished not only by poses, but also by mood: some awkwardness, some tenderness, some tension that has accumulated for five chapters in a row. And the brain responds: 'Hold on one more look, broken breath and hot palms.' Thank you, brain, it's very diverse
As a result, one sex scene can take longer to write than an entire chapter with action and dialogue. But I guess that's the thrill of looking for new shades of emotion, not just ticking the '18+' box. Even if it sometimes makes you want to put your forehead into the keyboard.
That's exactly what happened in the fan fiction of SNOW QUEEN HISTORY, chapters 76 and 77, I spent two weeks writing I don't like repetitive sex scenes, I had to think about what I could add, and then came the mirror, even though there was blood in the original version... Guessed which one?
