Lips covered with chocolate sprinkles….when I found this image it disturbed me. It evoked different fantasies, like what it would feel like to have my own lips covered with candied bits, or what it would be like to kiss lips like that. If those lips were mine I would want to sweep my tongue along the lips and nibble and chew the sprinkles, tasting the chocolate and candy sweetness. If the sprinkle covered lips belonged to my sweetie-pie, I would want to lick and nibble the bits and savor the unfolding process. I’m sure it would lead to other things. But then I laughed, thinking how my sweetie-pie would not want his lips covered with chocolate or sprinkles of any kind. Pop! There goes that delightful little fantasy. But for at least a moment or two, I experienced delicious sensation coursing through my body. Ah, fantasy…
Fantasy drives the writer’s mind. As I am discovering, the world of an urban fantasy, paranormal fantasy, or plain ol’ romance writer is a strange, strange world. We all seem to love hanging out with our invisible friends. I wonder about the impact this has on the rest of my life. My characters seem to hang around me like a posse of friends and lovers. I can picture them vividly…hear their voices…get a jolt of excitement when I write about someone’s ass…one character caressing another’s skin…a kiss that goes one and on and on….and writing about them makes me happy. Ask my sweetie-pie – when I come away from playing with my imaginary friends, I am a delight to be around.
Further contemplation about fantasy vs reality….brought to mind a so-called formula for success that a lot of philopsophies share: first, imagine, then manifest. And then I read Meloney Hudson’s (Meloney’s a multi-talented producer, filmaker, artist and author of Sexy, Spirited and Strong: Becoming a Positive Energy Woman) piece about her experience of reading my book. She wrote: “From the start, I became immersed in the beautifully-written adventure of a woman’s self-discovery, facilitated by two men – her loyal boyfriend and her mystical teacher. Driven by a plethora of zesty, sexy scenes that illustrate the many dimensions of love, I found myself most excited by the exchanges between the main character and her teacher, a master of energetic exchange. Completely engrossed by words I never find in my usual book fare, I clearly envisioned the action, and felt myself enjoying the emotions, passion and magic shared between the characters. I found myself replacing the main character with me, and as I read about their eye gazing, passionate kisses and intimate connection, I actually experienced it on a visceral level. Throughout my days of reading, I felt the same excitement and energetic boost that I feel when attracted to a living being.”
Again I wonder….how do one’s fantasies affect one’s life? Most of us would like to have a million dollars, the relationship of our dreams or other grand circumstances. And, speaking from experience it took a lot of hard work, self-exploration and learning to manifest the fulfilling life that I now have. I didn’t get here by just thinking about it. I got here from putting one foot in front of the other, making my share of stupid mistakes, and moving on….oh, and okay, I’ll admit it, I imagined, pictured, lusted after, visualized and fantasized about what would life would be like when I got to the “other side.”
But what happens when fantasy blurs reality? We’ve all heard about wacky people who become obessed with another person, lost in their particular ungrounded version of what that person means to them. I spend a bit of time in book 2 describing such a character whose fantasy is not based in reality. She’s way obsessed…
So, while I love indulging in my fantasy world, I’m really glad I have a healthy life and a great relationship or else I’d wonder about myself and my strange little world of invisible friends. But if indulging in creative fantasy makes me happy, productive, fulfilled, turned on, or a host of other positive states of being, then why not spin a story or two in my mind? It’s when the edges start to blur that you have to watch out for. Go ahead and keep fantasizing, okay? Go head and keep reading books like A Wicked Awakening to get your juices flowing. But just made sure that your edges don’t begin to blur. You don’t want your life to become a Salvador Dali painting now do you?