It’s a rare day when I’m not struggling with a WIP. My WIPs are monstrous things, all half-amputated thematic structures and bulbous plot growths sprouting in unsightly places. My eternal jihad against them is but one battle in the neverending struggle between good and evil, and Evil is not only currently tunneling under the walls of Good’s final stronghold at the ends of the earth, but it’s throwing a kickin’ rad party down there, too. Bottles of champagne and some really sick beats, keeping Good up all night with its sweet sound system. (Evil knows how to party down.)
Point is, I’m struggling with the first hot scene in this WIP and it’s kicking my ass because I’m not terribly sure if it’s actually hot…or just creepy. The scene in question involves voyeurism, which can be really hot, but also really, really not.
My leading man is being a total voyeur over my leading lady. This is hot, usually, except my leading man and leading lady, being normal humans living in the 21st century, have limited opportunities for voyuerism that don’t involve stalking (very not hot), so my leading man is doing the next best thing: jerkin’ it to Facebook photos.
I ask you, gentle reader: hot or not? Does it matter if they are friends or not? If he doesn’t actually look at the photo whilst pulling on his pud? If it’s merely a springboard for an elaborate fantasy that takes place entirely in his head? Leading Man was quite attracted to Leading Lady before said photos, so it’s not like he was tooling around on Facebook looking for random, unsuspecting women to baptize with his baby batter, so said photo merely pushed his burgeoning attraction to the fore. But is it kosher (or, hey, sexy or romantic?) to write a scene that is essentially Our Hero adding his future paramour to his spank bank?
I have no idea. You tell me. And now we all see why I have such trouble with WIPs. Next time I’ll ask you about the ethics of emotional authenticity as it pertains to werewolf threesomes.