Or you could just hum along, I’m not picky.
Yeah, yeah, I know, that’s not true at all: I am picky, and about odd things. This time, I’m piqued by the “heat ratings” of a potential publisher, because once again same-sex interaction (limited to bisexuals and lesbians; five will get you ten the bisexuals they’re thinking of aren’t men) is relegated to the highest level.
I’m horribly, terribly tempted to write to them and ask if one of my mild/sweet stories featuring nothing more than guys kissing really would require the same labeling as my unfinished deeply explicit M/M/F BDSM story. Ask them why it’s apparently impossible for them to separate “same-sex” from “explicit”.
To use my favorite example of the moment, the end of Chapter Eight of The Slipstream Con is blisteringly hot, achingly beautiful, and completely lacking in ‘vulgar’ details. It features one kiss (between two men) and implicit/implied straight sex — but only the kiss is described in any sort of detail. Does that make it worthy of the highest heat rating?
I know that everyone gets to choose their categories, and to run their railroads as they see fit — but I’d like to see some justification for their choices, particularly when they use wording that makes their motives appear suspect. (That is, I suspect the reasoning goes like this: “hawt lesbians and hawt bi girls = AWESOME!; bi guys (which are urban legends), unattractive lesbians, and gay guys (all flaming screaming queens) = must be hidden under the rug thanks”. Unfair? Oh yes indeed, which is why I’d like the clarification.)
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to write about two university-age naga boys holding hands and smiling shyly at one another… #possiblygayYA-fantasy #notTHATkindoffantasy