I’m in the final stages of packing. Today is the day that a bunch of stuff has to go into the trash because I just don’t have the space or desire to keep all this crap. However, I couldn’t move forward with this physical transition without reflecting on how I got to the point of fully embracing my erotic writing.
It all started at the end of June when I was unjustly fired from a shitty company that produces a shitty product that pays their employees crap because that’s what they think they deserve. It was a part-time job and the timing of getting released was horrible due to the fact the the other job I have, 9 months out of the year, had just sent me my final paycheck a month before.
I was pissed and panicked. The only thing I could do was start looking for any job I could get my hands on in order to survive until my other job started in August. It had been years since I had to look for work. I forgot how tiring it is. Looking for a job was a full-time activity in itself. My creative writing was replaced by writing resumes and cover letters. After three weeks of this, the depression set in and I made a decision to make sure I at least gave myself 4 hours a day to be creative but in the mind set I was in, I turned that 4 hours into looking at what was wrong with my other writing.
I’ve been writing since I was 16 and the idea of giving that up was only adding to my sour state. There is really no money in writing plays, even though I love writing them. The TV writing market is so tiny any spec writing without a huge agent or a tight connection is moot. As far as screenplays… well it makes the TV market look like the land of milk and honey.
So, I went back to the task of ripping apart everything I had written since I got out of college and found 15 erotic short stories and 90 pages of a novel I had started that were just sitting in my computer taking up bytes. After reading them, I wanted to toss them all in the trash. The prose was clunky, the dialogue weak but the character construction was pretty good. I figured what harm could it be to fix these and see what happens, right?
Well, what I soon discovered was that, after years of writing in other formats, I finally found a perfect fit for some of my ideas that didn’t work. So, rather than fix the problems in my old writing I decided to learn as much as I could and start writing new short stories.
My goal was to take those four hours set aside to write and fill them with all of my creative energy. Any anthology submission that I had the time to enter I submitted to. My goal was to see if I could get any recognition. The enjoyment of pushing myself every day was its own reward. I didn’t have any set goals other than to write and then a month ago, I was blessed by an e-mail from Naughty Nights Press letting my know that one of my stories had been accepted in their Holiday Anthology Doing The Naughty List, Twice.
I was beyond ecstatic. Writing erotic short stories hadn’t been a part of my lexicon a few months prior to this but soon that excitement turned into panic with a simple message in the e-mail which stated that if you don’t have a Facebook page for your writing you need to think about getting one.
I had a moment where I freaked out. I wasn’t expecting any results so soon but it made complete sense. How do you expect a publisher to promote your writing when you don’t even have a web presence to show that you are a fan of your own work?
I jumped in full force and stared framing what I wanted Kendel Davi to be for myself and this blog is a direct result of that and I can’t say thank you enough to Penny, Gina, Anabelle, and everybody at Naughty Nights Press. Not only did you treat me as a professional writer straight out of the gate, you allowed me to believe it as well. I now have a group of the most loving, caring and positive writers I have ever met in my life around me. People that I know would help me if I fall and I would hesitate to do the same for them.
To top things off, I ended this year coming in second for the Girlzporn 1st Annual Short Story Competition. Not bad for a “newbie”, huh?
So, what’s in store for Kendel in 2012?
I have a plan mapped out and trust me, you minds and bodies won’t be disappointed!! All I can say is that there well be a lot more group sex involved. Well, at least in my writing.