Yeah…just give me a spoon and some whipped creme coz they BOTH look good enough to eat!
For those of you who have been following my blog, you know that I do at least make an effort to tie it into writing…on some level. This week I had a list of good intentions and good writing tips and then it hit me.
That’s when I realized that my post would fall on “Easter Sunday” and, setting aside any and all serious or religious connotations, my mind went directly to (what else?)
Chocolate Easter Bunnies!
Then it went straight… into…the gutter.
I thought of “Playboy” bunnies and, being a healthy, red-blooded female past the legal age of consent, my mind wandered next to their sexy male counterparts.
Before I knew it, visions of nearly naked men proudly displaying their bow-ties and cuffs, and those irresistible tails that you can’t keep from reaching out and grabbing onto (uh-hummm…those would be the tails conveniently located at the front side instead of the back side), danced through my head like sugarplum faeries.
Ok, FIRST— I know…wrong holiday for visions of dancing sugar plums.
SECOND— I don’t care if it sounds gay or if they are gay for that matter…they look absolutely edibile and it just makes for another interesting twist in the story line when you write erotic fiction, so I figure…just go with it and see what happens!
Where was I? Oh yes!
Do you have any idea just how lopsided the ratio is for readily available online photos of sexy females in bunny ears versus sexy males in bunny ears? (We have Hugh Hefner to thank for that I suppose )
I mean the only thing I found that came close to a sexy male bunny was this one…which kinda looks like someone fed Rob Pattinson a really sour pickle, took a picture before he could stop them, then photo-shopped his head onto a male stripper’s body.
I mean, seriously…is that the best the internet has to offer?
(Oh, and if this IS you, Rob– forgive me, but…NOT one of your better pix )
Alas, I had to settle for varying degrees of semi-nakedness, exposed (and deliciously well defined) abs with the occasional bow tie and/or white tuxedo cuffs worn enticingly by…a headless torso!
The ears, after all, ARE optional and usually the first part of the bunny we’d bite off anyway…and without a head, I was free to turn him into anyone I wanted him to be.
And let’s face it ladies, if he has a body like this, why would we want to add a head, which would include a mouth that would eventually speak and inevitably ruin a perfectly good fantasy?
Ooooooooh…unless there was a gag of some sort involved! Yeah—that would work. It would take the story in an entirely different direction and of course we’d have to swap out the cuffs for something more substantial, and add a few more accessories….
(LOL—What can I say? I’m an author. I can’t help myself. My mind just goes off on tangents that naturally take wild turns and twists that keep life, and writing, interesting. Like I said before, sometimes, ya just gotta relax and go with it.)
So, on this Easter Sunday whether you’re off to the beach with a good book, off to church with THE good book, or off to dinner with good friends and family, I betcha can’t keep visions of sexy naked male bunnies (headless or otherwise) off YOUR mind every time you see an Easter basket and those delicious Chocolate Bunnies!
Wishing a “Hoppy” holiday weekend to all!
Now… I’m off to do a little, research.
God, I LOVE my job!