My novel INTO THE BLUE is focused on two guys in their early twenties – it’s a romance, the boys are in love.
Three people have said, “you’re a gay woman.”
“Bi,” I say. But it’s not really relevant to where I know the conversation is going.
“You’re married to a woman,” they say. “How can you write gay men? Particularly, you know, the sex.”
Some of my answer is, “Research. It’s tough to do it but I manage. :)”
But the rest of my answer is that sure, I’ve never been a man having sex with a man but on the other hand I’m writing about 22 year-olds who understand their bodies and the ocean but not their minds. Boys who have a physical intelligence, and an understanding of exactly how to move. Boys who are frankly, pretty inarticulate and not that self aware. Boys who can surf, and skateboard. I’ve never been those boys. That’s much more complicated than sex.