I recently became a published
author of lesbian romance. My novel, L
World, was released by Ravenous Romance two weeks ago. The title is (obviously) a play
on "The L Word", and it refers
to a Greenwich Village bar and club where six lesbian friends experience love
and a whole lot of drama.
I decided,
what better way to
celebrate my release than to hit an all-girls night at a hot NYC venue and
spread the word? And it turned out, I was right. But what does a
square-slash-sexy lawyer-slash-author wear to such an event? I settled on a
pair of Gap skinny jeans, a t-shirt and a temporary tribal arm band tattoo.
I'll blend in, right?
I walked in.
To my right was an
adorable, androgynous-looking DJ working her digital turntable. To my left was
an attractive young woman with some eye-popping tattoos, who was eyeing
mine curiously. We had some cliched convo about how everyone is somewhere
on the Kinsey scale. Then I told her and her boyfriend (who's cool with her
being queer) about L World. I gave
them the pitch and they were hooked.
Reassuring. I'm having
fun.
"Have
you had a sexual relationship with a woman before?" the tattooed girl asked
me. That initially struck me as way too intrusive a question, but after a
minute I decided it was perfectly justified. She wanted to know if my writing would
be convincing. If I could relate to her experiences. If I knew firsthand what
it felt like to love a woman.
My response:
"I went to college in the nineties, what do you think?"
Stay tuned for an excerpt from L World.
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