There are times when I feel dirty as a writer, and not just because I write porn.
One of the sad things about erotica is that there are ten cliches and every one writes those cliches. New ideas are as precious as gold nuggets. You can take a new idea and really run with it.
I get most of my inspiration from the geeky gamer’s world that I live in. This is where the guilt comes in. I see a neat idea about a Ninja Burger Franchise http://www.ninjaburger.com/, and I really enjoy it. It takes the humor of fast food, and throws in Ninjas. Genuis. Then I think about sexual permutations on the idea. Yes, there have been pizza delivery boy sex stories forever, but what kind of sex story could I tell if I apply some fast food humor to a franchise that makes a business of sex with a side order of fries? The idea is not nearly as genuis as Ninja Burger, but good enough for Erotica’s Ten Cliches.
The crisis is, am I a writer who is ripping off Ninja Burger by just removing the ninja and replacing it with sex, or am I a creative soul who uses inspiration where I find it?