Identifying with the author

Jonathan_Philips

I was just wondering if any of you find that knowing something about the author and their character affects the way you can appreciate their story?

I actually enjoy sometimes writing from a female, first person perspective, but would it be weird to then read something like that knowing that the author was in fact a man?

I am afraid I have been guilty of letting my knowledge of a writer get in my way of enjoying a story before and wondered if that affected you all positively or negatively too?

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erotic_section

I confess, it would interfere with my ability to read with neutrality. Employing a pseudonym solves the problem. Now I find myself wondering what sexy female profile Jonathan Philips would come up with - but I don't really want to know.

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Jonathan_Philips

I was thinking Jemima Flaps might be a pretty pseudonym.

JP
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lushi

I find it more enticing when a man writes from a woman's perspective. He would have to be confident in his understanding of women; their habits, foibles, likes, dislikes and, of course, sexual responses. To do it well tells me he is a keen observor of a great many things which is immensely appealing and usually means I am in for a great read!

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Jemima Flaps? ......... Wanda Waffle is ever so much better, JP.


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Rotsen

This is a curious thread.

I find myself identifying with a character or characters, never with an author. Of course, as a reader I credit the author with the creation of a credible character that I can identify with, whether that character is a man or woman, same gender or opposite gender from the author. Ultimately whether I can buy into the life or situation of the character is what matters, not the biography of the author.

While writing erotica or anything involving being pushed to the edge of one’s comfort zone, I often enjoy the challenge of writing in a woman’s voice. Years of postcoital curiosity (“That was in incredible, how DID you manage to get that thing all the way down your throat?”) combined with an exaggerated imagination actually sometimes makes it easier than exploring the same topic in a male voice.

Not possessing JP’s self-deprecating sense of humor and rapier wit, I confess that many of my erotic tales in the male voice have hit the trash for overreaching swagger…bluster…braggadocio. In my observation this is a not uncommon problem for other male’s attempting this genre.

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