x-posted from manuscriptmavens.com
Good morning! And for those of you who just broke out in a cold sweat, that word in the title was synapses, not synopses. Your pal and mine, Maven Lacey, suggested this week's theme center around things we heard a thousand times1 and then one day--Ah ha!--everything clicked.
For me, that would be sexual tension.
Once upon a time, I wrote a romantic suspense. This was a Bad Idea for many reasons irrelevant to this post, but I compounded the problem(s) by completely disregarding misunderstanding that first word: romantic. The hero and heroine were rarely together. When they were together, there was no spark. When they weren't together, they didn't care.
Here are some actual2 conversations from that time period:
Erica and Kelly, her Critique Partner
CP Kel: Well... I finished WITNESS.
Erica: Yeah? What did you think?
CP Kel: It has issues.
Erica: Let me guess. It's the villain's murder sequences, isn't it? I made the bloodshed too hilarious.
CP Kel: That part's okay. It's your sexual tension.
Erica: What's wrong with it?
CP Kel: You don't have any.
Erica (thinking furiously): Sure I do!
CP Kel (rifling through text): Where, exactly?
Erica: Uhhh... He thinks she's hot?
CP Kel: Even she thinks she's hot. She's a bikini model. That's not sexual tension.
Erica: Uhhh... They used to date back in high school?
CP Kel: That's backstory. Big deal. That's not sexual tension.
Erica: Uhhh... They have sex?
CP Kel: I hate to break it to you, but sex is not sexual tension.
Erica: Fine!
CP Kel: Look, I'll show you an example. In the scene where she's hiding from the villain and he has to go past the crime tape to get her clothes for her... Right here where he's rifling through her panty drawer... That's an excellent spot for sexual tension.
Erica: That scene is loaded with sexual tension!
CP Kel: There's no sexual tension.
Erica: He's in her panty drawer!
CP Kel: There's no sexual tension.
Erica: He picks out her panties! With his hands! And brings them to her!
CP Kel: There's no sexual tension.
Erica: (shanks Kel with a machete3)
Kelly's ghost: There's still no sexual tension, bitch.
Not only did I not get where she was coming from, I thought the reason behind the disconnect was that I was right and she was wrong. (Be honest--usually when we disagree with someone, our first conclusion is that they're the problem, am I right? It can't just be me...)
So, I zipped the story off to my bff Carrie. I figured she'd like it much better than Kel, given that Carrie isn't a writer, and therefore wouldn't have heard of stupid writer rules like "sexual tension".
Erica and Carrie, her beta reader
Carrie: Well, I finished WITNESS.
Erica: Yeah? What did you think?
Carrie: It was okay, except...
Erica: What?!
Carrie: Well, you said it was a romantic suspense, but it didn't seem like it. I mean, there was suspense and all, and I laughed every time Amber killed somebody, but there wasn't any actual romance.
Erica: (silent death stare)
Carrie: I was surprised when you finally threw a sex scene in there at the end, to be honest.
Erica: (shanks Carrie with a machete4)
Carrie's ghost: There's still no romance, bitch.
Threw in a love scene? Gaaahhh.
So, what did I do about this situation? I took online classes about Sexual Tension (I believe one by Alicia Rasley and one by Mary Buckham) and I made my first forays into the world of erotica romantica. I read dozens of Ellora's Cave stories in search of the explanation for that magical mystical thing CP Kel had said: Sex is not sexual tension.
Did I get it? Sort of. My next book was the first draft of Touched, which was a vast improvement over Witness (sexual-tension-wise) but still not where it needed to be. When I started Dorinda & the Demon, I made a conscious effort to infuse each scene with as much sexual tension as possible. For the first time ever (and this was my 4th book!) I actually got complimented on my masterful5 use of sexual tension.
And by the time I blank-page rewrote Touched last year, I finally figured it out. The step-by-step how-to guide of sexual tension would be an entire blog post in and of itself, but suffice it to say this time, universally everyone who's read the story has commented on the hawtness therein. (And there's only one love scene, late in the book.) In fact, over the course of the 400 pages, one of my chaptermates went from "I don't like historicals" to "OMG, I want to $@%# your hero!"
I call that success.
YOUR TURN: Have you (or your manuscript) ever been given a critique that you had no clue how to address because you literally didn't even get whatever concept they were alluding to? Either way, I would love to hear about your adventures with sexual tension. Tell me what does and doesn't do it for you as a reader. Feel free to post a snippet of sexual tension from your own WIP as an example. And if you have a real-life anecdote that illustrates sexual tension... by all means, share!
1. Note: Hyperbole.
2. By "actual", I mean I'm totally making up dialogue based on the aforementioned faulty synapses' ability to recall what was said.
3. I didn't actually kill her.
4. Her either.
5. Nobody used the word masterful. But I did get compliments. Really.