I started this week with a social media launch for a children’s book we’re publishing in April.
Today I’m finishing it with the information about our now, officially, open imprint for…someone earlier this week called it Super Romance, so I’m going to call it Super Fiction (since we’re a little wider afield than just romance). As of today, you can officially check out the site and our tailored submission guidelines at http://bypassionshorn.com.
It’s an odd mix, in publishing, the way we have to sort of try to be all things to all people. We publish children’s books, and Science Fiction, and we’ve got some non-fiction plans floating around out there in the ether. And so many people have opinions about Super Romance or Super-Fiction. Or, you know, in a logical world we could just call it Erotica or Erotic Romance everywhere. Publishers will give you all kinds of opinions about what’s wrong with the market, and what’s wrong with the way it’s handled. Writers will give you long stammering explanations about how they don’t write that.
So I’ll say this. I have opinions about the market, and opinions about the way the genre as a whole is handled. Sure. But I’ve got nothing but mad respect for people who can pull off a sex scene. It’s been my experience that writing smut is like writing comedy–much much harder than most people give it credit for.