I asked Sean Michael to be part of this series for a number of reasons, the most important one being that I’m a huge fan of his work and I have read at least half of his books. I also know that he has an incredible fan base with both readers and other authors. Who can forget his Jarhead series, Where Flows the Water, the Velvet Glove and Going for the Gold series, Windbrothers and so many others?
Sean is well respected by his peers and his books become best sellers immediately they are released because fans all over the world can’t wait to get their hands on them. He writes compelling stories on many different themes and his name is legendary in the world of M/M romance. His books range from paranormal, to fantasy, to sports, BDSM, cowboy romances, the gritty Jarhead series about being gay in the military, life and death and starting over, and stories about the everyday lives of couples and their emotional traumas when faced with real life issues.
Sean is one of the most prolific authors around today and I’m really pleased that he was able to contribute this post to help new M/M authors, even though his time is in such short supply. When I interviewed him in December 2008 he had been writing for 10 years with 130 books to his credit. Now, 18 months later, he has an additional 40 books published for a total of 170, but despite his gruelling schedule he didn’t hesitate when I invited him to be part of this series.
Here’s Sean’s post:
I’m asked ‘how do you write m/m fiction?’ often.
As in daily.
That question goes hand-in-hand with the question, ‘how do you write so many books’?
My first and immediate answer is simple. Love what you do and do it often.
Yeah, I know. Simple and stupid, but the truth.
I love people – the smell of them, the way they talk, the way they move. I’m a huge fan of sitting and watching interesting men walk by, seeing the way their clothes hang, how they hold their hands. I watch people interact, I listen to conversations, and I spend an enormous amount of time making eye contact.
You can imagine a lot about a man when he meets your eyes. 😉
Then there’s the romance – ask me if I believe in happily ever after and I’ll tell you yes. You know it. I believe that it happens for boys. I believe it happens for girls. I believe it happens in amazing permutations of people that aren’t accepted by society and that sometimes there’s one person on earth for another and some people are built so that they need more.
I’m also a huge fan of sex. What? You expected to hear that I’m a monk? Shit, no. I love everything about fucking (can I say fucking on your blog, Wave?) – the smells, the sounds, the stupid faces, the aches. The way skin feels under my hand, or on my tongue. Watching someone else have sex (especially if they know I’m watching). The interesting places you can get off. Mmm…
Wait. Sorry. Distracted. Back now.
The point of all that is that I’m in this, soul-deep. I believe that Alex Roberts met Jim South in a bar in San Antonio and fell in love at first blowjob, balls to bones. I believe that in some dimension, there are beautiful, strong, powerful men exploring themselves with their lovers and there’s a community supporting them. I believe that there are possessive werewolves and hungry vampires and kinky swimmers and fantasy universes where men talk to horses and are fated to bond with mages. If I don’t believe, if I don’t know it, I can’t help my readers believe. If I don’t know in my heart that these characters fall in love, then the book is simply words on the page, not a story about how these two (three, four, six, whatever) men made a life together.
On the do it often point – write. Every single fucking day. Write when you’re bored. Write when you’re horny. Write when it’s hot. Write when you’d rather be at the pool or making snowmen. Then, when you’re done, write more.
For every novel I sell, there are two that I started that never go anywhere. Those stories sit – some mature and go somewhere, but most don’t, and that’s okay. Those are seeds of stories to come and a promise to myself that, even on days when the word count is so slow I might at well be ice skating down at the Rideau Canal, that I still have the best job on Earth and that there are men that need me to share their stories with the best readers on the planet.
Well, that and there’s the fact that they will creep into my dreams and threaten to eat me if I don’t let them have orgasms…
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