Be sexy without baring your soul and I'll show you how to be personal without sharing your heart. I'm about to put myself out there, in a completely unhinging way. See, I've written a story that will give you a complicated screw' straight to your mind. All because I know how to write from mine. I'm so nervous about this story...and I have been very guarded. Can I tell you how to be guarded without building walls? Damn straight I can. For the last two years I have written six books...met incredibly beautiful people, and allowed readers to peek into my mind through my writing, all while being very protective of my personal life. So skip to now...I'm on the brink of something huge...the walls are down, and it's raw, it's detailed, it's addictive, and it is a revelation for me. I had to learn myself what sexy is in books... but how did I want to convey that sexiness to the readers? This is the huge part. Was I going to be an E.L. James kinda girl, or a Nicholas Sparks? How bout' neither. I'm me and many of you've have asked what is sexy to me? Well, how about this is my answer.
Sexy to me is exhaling slowly just before a kiss, because he's held his breath that long every time we're close. Sexy is his laughter after I goofily bump my head on the glass window of a street shop, then kissing my forehead through that laughing. Sexy is sharing his food no matter how hungry he is (yep, I'm that girl). And most important, sexy is knowing that love doesn't always fit in a box.
This world takes the beauty of love and pushes it, pulls it, molds it, and contorts it into this tiny, purposed conception...and then it walks away. It takes its air, its hope, its moral, its happiness, its purpose, and its will- the world takes it and never lets it outta' that narrow minded box again. Because being sexual and beautiful, and finding love, became the uniform reflection of what is perfection. Who of us is perfect though? And this kind of sex sells hard...why?
This is my truth...I didn't write SS for any other reason than because some stories don't go away. I want to show that being truly sexy is in the ways we're not so sexual. The way we smile at each other across a room, laugh when nothing is funny, sigh after we're hurt, cry when we're happiest, touch under a table that others sit at and are oblivious to, believe in a trusting heart, give time when there is none to give, and keeping the ability to be real- no matter how unidealistic the setting is. Being sexy is way more than just being naked. Being sexy is finding the story out from under the sheets... and what drove two people to go there in the first place.
To know how to be sexy is to show your flaws and then love those flaws fiercely. Never allow your love to be shoved into a narrow minded box. There is no room for beauty there. Write your story somewhere outside of the box. Sex is the big seller and grinder in a world of plain love.....but I say having plain love is the sexiest thing of all.
I've always been the girl that wants to see what happens when the box is opened. I can't wait to see what you as a reader will find. Some boxes can never be full...and that's plain and simple. To opening the lid....Have a happy weekend and happy reads! The castle is coming. Teasers all this week, don't miss out on the official release date. <3, Elle Moon