A Ressurection of Sorts
30 Oct
After such a huge hiatus from updating, I feel as though I might as well start from scratch.
Hello, I am Lux Zakari, and I write what some might call smut.
Much of the work that is produced under the Lux Zakari name concerns sex in some aspect, yet it’s still a fact that is somewhat surprising to me. I’d always been interested in the concept of writing a gratuitous sex scene, having always flipped to those parts first in those bodice-ripping historicals when I was way too young to be doing so. I’d flirted with penning steamy encounters—my writing has always been quasi-sexual and focused primarily on intimate relationships. I remember taking a creative writing course in college, and a boy critiquing my work said something to the affect of “Your writing is so sexually charged… For a girl in workshop, it’s kinda hot.” That was pretty much one of the most awesome things I’ve ever heard.
But I’d become too shy to follow through. My mind would race with possibilities of what would happen if someone found what I’d written. Actually, now that I think about it, once upon a time I wrote a moronic sex farce about a romp gone wrong in a backseat with a friend about her and a boy we knew, and her mom found it and called my mom… Ugh. That surely set me back a few years.
I only got up the courage to write erotica—for serious, not for play play—at Audrey Pomeroy’s insistence of a writing collaboration back in March 2007. I remember what pressure I was under: “Does this sound too step-by-step?” and “Is this physically possible?” and, horror of horrors, “Is this actually creepy?” I put myself on the spit and e-mailed my chapter to Audrey, cringing all the while, hoping she wouldn’t laugh in my face or call me a loser or hit me with a pie while pantsing me in public or [insert extreme]. Because she didn’t, it was a huge turning point.
We finished our collaboration, which is currently in its zillionth round of edits, and then I was finally ready to start the novel that had been burning in my brain for several months. Technically, it was Everything I Wanted to Say about Sex* But Had Been Too Afraid to Write. Now, several sexy short stories of mine have been published, that novel of mine is undergoing some promising revisions and Aubrey and I have nearly completed our second opus.
I’m not entirely sure what the point of this post is–a re-introduction, mostly. Perhaps a reminder to myself.
-LZ.

