Bastille Winters was born and raised in the Pacific Northwest. She is green and grey through and through, fond of foul weather, fantastical fiction, and mountain air. She is a jackass of all trades: she writes, photodocuments, cooks, draws, composes, designs, reads, reviews, and dances.
She lives with her other half and a handsome husky fella. Most of her earliest works were fantasy and science fiction fan-fiction in her formative years, so the same elements often appear (without warning or summoning) in her more mature works: epic conquests, hard-won battles, and wishes come true. Plus a lot of fish-out-of-water plots.
She participates in NaNoWriMo as often as she can and occasionally publishes short bursts of fiction online. She plans to continue writing as much erotica as she has time for, because there's never enough sex in the world.
What's the story behind your latest book?
"Team Spirit" has a bit of a funny back-story. After I published "Tangled in Ivy," I got very excited about writing erotica again and dashed off outlines for a bunch of concepts. One of them was this story, at my husband Marq's suggestion, and I started to furiously write...the first 2500 words.
Then, as often happens with my poor concepts, I abandoned it for a year. Totally forgot about it, in fact.
In quarantine, Marq decided to pick up erotica as a hobby. He's already produced several finished shorts, and that's when we got the idea (basically at the same time, because we practically share a brain) to collaborate on erotica together. I would do my favorite parts -- outlining, developing characters, and writing the intro and tension-building -- and Marq would do his favorite part -- writing the actual sex scenes.
Turns out, this is a VERY good way for us to write sexy fiction. So! We hope you enjoy our handiwork.
What is your writing process?
Whether I am conscious of it or not, my erotica stories start with a wish. A desire. Sometimes it is mine, sometimes it is a character's. The desire becomes the center of the story, with every motion -- literal and metaphorical -- straining towards fulfillment of that longing.
So I start with the wish, and whatever other pieces of the story I have, and I begin to fill in the differences. If I know my character, but not my setting, I might look for photographs of beautiful or terrifying places that inspire sensual sensationalism. If I know my setting, but not my characters, I will often think of the last person in my life who expressed longing and shape them into a character receptive to fulfillment of their wish. If all I have is the wish, I often begin by writing in my own voice, feeling out how I would strain towards that wish, even if it does not belong explicitly to me. (A writer's prerogative is to explore what it takes to reach goals they do not necessarily share.)
Erotica can be challenging to write for long periods of time -- at least, the sex scenes can be. I have no trouble with the foreplay, the scenes of dialogue and description that build tension between the characters. It is exploding that tension into physical acts of consummation that can be frustrating, in numerous senses of the word. Writing erotica requires more frequent breaks than composing other types of writing. So when I'm wrestling with a work of erotica, I will set myself small goals. 300 words. 500 words. The next scene break. I break the scenes down into manageable chunks, and I often find myself writing above and beyond that goal.
Kady and her husband Brian are determined to throw a memorable championship party for the end of the football season, but their team has other plans. How will Kady keep her friends Archie, Raff, and Ellis entertained despite a losing game... and can she really play to win?
Carter falls hard for his classmate after a steamy encounter, but someone they both know stands in the way of Ivy returning Carter's affections. Will Carter let a handsome professor woo away the first woman to steal his heart?
Rejoice "Joi" Barnes and her husband Graham return to her childhood home, Raven Lake, for a summer free of responsibilities. Little do they know that Joi's childhood heartthrob, Nit, lives next door once again - and that a boyfriend is just what they need for the best summer ever.