A friend in high school introduced me to my first romance novel: Georgette Heyer’s Devil’s Cub. To an innocent seventeen-year-old, I was intrigued, titillated, and hooked. But I couldn’t feed my hunger for more of those kinds of books until I got to college. So while other students partied, I was holed up in my dorm room devouring endless romance novels.
It wasn’t long before I stumbled upon Janelle Taylor’s Moondust and Madness. It was my first sci-fi romance novel, and I fell totally in love. Unfortunately, there weren’t that many such romances that I could find, and I was left to satisfy my craving via movies, TV, and the rare novel.
Not long after I began teaching, a different friend loaned me her fanzine for a television series I enjoyed. Fanzines. Sci-fi and fantasy romances. Although the stories were not that well written, I was sold. I had been dabbling in creative writing since I was a kid, and after much coaxing from my friend, I wrote my own story. A fanzine editor took it, and thus began my fledgling writing career.
But it wasn’t enough. For one thing, I couldn’t deviate from the “bible” specified for that TV series. The only thing I could do, and which inevitably sold more fanzines than ever, was to delve into the romance and sex lives of those characters.
The “hotter”, the better.
Still, the gloss was gone for me because I remained chained to the unbendable restrictions placed by the series and their creators. I wanted to write my own books, my own stories, to create my own worlds and characters. In which genre was the question. Contemporary felt too much like real life, and at that time my real life was horrendous. Historicals were too common. Time travels were all the rage. I was a Star Trek, Star Wars geek, and that’s where my heart lay. It wasn’t until my husband wisely told me to “write what you want to read” that I got up the courage to cave in to my imagination.
It was the best damn advice I’ve ever received in my life.
With my husband’s continued support, I initially submitted my stories to epublishers mainly because they didn’t require me to have an agent. With my first contract, I felt I had found my calling.
Through the years, I’ve had my share of reputable and disreputable publishers, but I’ve never regretted being e-pubbed. Does this mean I don’t have any interest in being New York pubbed? Just the opposite; I would love to be. But it won’t stop me from writing for epubs. Why? Because they’re willing to take a chance on my erotic sci-fi romances. Through them, readers have found me, and for that I owe a debt of gratitude.
A question I often get is why do I write sci-fi romances? Because through them I can take readers to worlds they’ve never dreamed of. They can meet people and creatures, and encounter circumstances they won’t find elsewhere. Anything is possible, and the least little thing can be an adventure. I can write my own history and my own future.
Of course, when one of your characters is from another planet, lovemaking may or may not be a “natural” occurrence with a partner. I have juggled with that dilemma. In most cases, my hero and heroine can do the horizontal tango the way we Earthlings do. But I have dared to change the rules of the game in a few of my books, and hoped that the differences weren’t too drastic to repulse or turn the reader off.
Will I consider writing a straight contemporary or historical, or western or paranormal or…? Well, I have done a couple of those, just to see if I could. However, I wholly believe that writers are like doctors and teachers. They stick with what they’re comfortable with, with what they like and enjoy. Some doctors prefer to be internists, others gravitate toward being pediatricians. Some educators have great success as high school teachers, while others find their niche in a Kindergarten classroom.
I write erotic science fiction and fantasy romances. It’s what I love, and who I am.
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