Fetish Worship and her life as a writer:
Sizzler Editions: Why do you write the type of book you are best known for?
billierosie: I write these types of books really, because they are the types of books I love to read. I love erotica, although I think that the stuff that I write is really pornography. I write, intentionally, to arouse and I think that that is one of the legal definitions of porn. I like to say that I plan to stay young writing porn!
Sizzler Editions: Where do you get your ideas?
billierosie: Anywhere and everywhere! An item on television, or a story in a magazine or newspaper. I like to look at the dynamics of relationships. What drew these people together? Why do they stay together? Where is the dominant force in the relationship? Who has control? I am a people watcher.
Sizzler Editions: How and when do you write?
billierosie: I am very lazy about writing. I can always find something to do other than write -- I think that this is because I know that once I start writing, I won't be able to stop. Having said that, I've had some of my best ideas when I am doing chores around the house and garden! Those ideas I can't wait to get written down. So the answer to the question "when do you write?" is -- anytime! "How do I write?" I tend to write quickly on the computer, just a sketch for the scenario. Then I go back again and again and re-work it. Adding dialogue, atmosphere, feelings, emotions. I don't know if that is how other writers do it, but it works for me. It also helps with corrections; I can correct as I go.
Sizzler Editions: What do you like most about being an author?
billierosie: I have discovered that writing gives me the freedom to express myself. My inhibitions are down -- those walls that we build around ourselves so carefully. A lot of the stuff that I write, will never be published. That doesn't matter -- it's the fact that I have done it, and done it as best as I am able, pleases me.
Sizzler Editions: What is your advice to beginning writers.
billierosie: Write what you like to read -- it works for me. If you've never written at all, or haven't writen for a long time, give yourself some exercises to do. Write about someone you like -- or hate! What is it about that person that turns you on, or turns you off! Think about the senses. Taste, touch, smell etc. I haven't done any writing courses, but there are some good ones around. Look out for an excellent day course run by M.Christian!
Sizzler Editions: Is there anything you would like to say to your fans?
billierosie: My fans! Wow! The fact that people read my stuff, and some of them come back for more is a tremendous compliment. Feedback is wonderful for a writer, so any feed back is terrific.
Sizzler Editions: What can your readers look forward to from you in the
billierosie: I want to push back the boundaries of Erotica. Just as Romance writers are getting more adventurous, I think that writers and readers of Erotica want that too. I want to write and read stories about bestiality, for example. Writers like Laurell Kaye Hamilton, with her tales about "were creatures" just tiptoe around the edges. The creatures never have sex with a human being at the point that they "change". I think that it's the possibility of that change that readers want. I am constantly disappointed in those writers. And of course, it's the publishers too -- they have to comply with the laws.
An Excerpt from "Feet"
from Fetish Worship
Feet. For Adam, it had always been feet, for as long as he could remember. One of his earliest memories was of sitting underneath the big, oak table in his mother’s dining room, surrounded by ladies’ feet. He was just a toddler and his mother had no-one to leave him with at her monthly book club meetings. So he was allowed to crawl around under the table, as long as he didn’t make a noise. Adam never made a noise. He sat and listened to the women’s soft voices and laughter, as he sucked his thumb, lost in his own private heaven, gazing at, and inhaling the smell of women’s feet. Once he’d dared to touch a lady’s foot. He stroked the fine creamy skin curiously, marvelling at the delicate bones beneath. The lady had peeped down at the little boy beneath the table, and smiled.