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Gabrielle Bisset on the Hazards of Writing in Public

June 26, 2012

We have an extra special treat on the e-rotica blog today; a guest post by the talented author Gabrielle Bisset. Take it away, Gabrielle!

Thank you D.C. for having me here today.  It’s a great pleasure. As an author, I spend a lot of time alone.  It’s probably not healthy, but there it is.  Having other people around tends to kill the writing mojo, and they invariably want to ask questions I don’t want to answer.  I know there are some people who can take their laptop down to the local Starbucks and tap away until they’ve met their word count, but I can’t get a damn thing done in those places.


I tried. Once. Twice. And then I gave up and accepted the fact that whatever I’m doing when I write causes people to be incredibly nosy.


The last time I did the public writing thing (which you’d swear was akin to public nudity with all the attention I received) I got a smattering of bizarre comments and questions from the customers of the local bookstore. Here are a few.


“Hey, I see you’re busy. What are you doing there?”  (This person must be a telemarketer or time-share salesman outside of the bookstore. Whatever comes after the first sentence he said is rude. I’m busy should be the last thing he thinks of as he walks on by.)


“What do you write? Romance? Oh, so you write porn.” (I’m a huge fan of this comment since it presupposes so many things, first and foremost that there’s something wrong with porn.  Why are we so repressed in the US about sex? WTF!  As if watching people have fun is a problem. Do I ever complain about knitting circles, which to some people must be fun but to me looks like a punishment in one of the levels of Dante’s Hell?  No.  I say, “Knit on, ladies. Whatever makes you happy. I’ll be over here writing a hot love scene.  And no it isn’t porn.  Porn is a visual thing—a film.  I like that too, thank you.”  Cue the ambulance to resuscitate the knitting circle.)


“You know, men like you write don’t exist.” (Said with the utmost disgust before she stomped away.  I mourn this fact too, frustrated bookstore lady.  That’s why I write men like those in my books.  It’s why I write scenes where the man, usually an Alpha male so sure of himself he borders on obnoxious, is still so sexually in tune with the woman that she nearly sees the third moon of Jupiter when he brings her to that oh so delicious point of orgasm.  I know men like this don’t exist. I’m single and date. But romance novels aren’t supposed to be real life. Check the aisle at the side of the store next to the cookbooks. There you’ll find real life.  And no huge cocks or hot men.)

But my favorite had to be this one from a man who sat down uninvited at my table and began to talk to me about what I was writing. When I admitted I write erotic paranormal romance, his exact words were, “Really?  Would you like to include me in your story?” (I checked him out thoroughly and found his average height, thinning hair, lack of chin, and beginning pot belly to be less than thrilling. There’s no way in hell my readers want to read about Joe Less Than Ordinary. But you have to give the guy credit.  He was working what he had. I just wasn’t interested, not in real life or fiction.)

From that point on, I’ve written alone in my room.  I hand write everything, so I can go anywhere in the world without even worrying about where to plug my laptop in, but I stay right there, sitting cross-legged on my bed to write.  It’s better that way.  And no one is offended when I answer their questions.

Blood Betrayed My newest book, written entirely in the privacy of my room, is Blood Betrayed, Book #2 in the Sons of Navarus series. Here’s the blurb for a little taste, and yes, Saint is the stuff of fantasies, every gorgeous inch of him.


I am everything forbidden.  I am vampire.

Haunted by betrayal, Saint hides in the human world, giving his heart to no one and finding the only solace from his past in the arms of human women. Now as the Archons begin their takeover of the vampire world, this Son of Navarus has been marked for death. 

Summoned to defeat the Archons by the world that shunned him, Saint must face his past and Solenne, the woman he loved and lost a century ago, for only in accepting her will his body and soul finally find salvation.


Readers can find the first chapter at my website  and the book is available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and All Romance eBooks

And to find out more about my writing, including the Sons of Navarus series, find me online at:

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Thanks again, D.C. It’s been great!

Thanks for stopping by, Gabrielle. Your book sounds fascinating and I want to do very naughty things with then man on your cover.

I write in coffee shops sometimes but I’ve never been bothered by people. I have a few working theories on this. Either people do not like my withering, “I will kill you before you have time to flinch” stare, I look entirely too boring for a stranger to consider striking up a conversation with me or, and this is the most likely, Canadians just aren’t interested enough in what other people are doing to interrupt them.


26 Comments leave one →
  1. June 26, 2012 8:26 am

    I wouldn’t be selling those knitting ladies short (though I’m with you on the idea of sitting around knitting–I still have the skeins and needles from my abortive attempt at Christmas gifts five years ago. I’m betting they all have their own stash of hot books under the pillow, and some of them probably share. In fact, a friend of mine was going through her mother’s estate, and found a stack of “those kind of books.” Seems the local book club had more to do with Rebecca and the Naughty Farmer than Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm.

    • June 26, 2012 1:28 pm

      Thanks for stopping by, Mona! One of my biggest fans, at least that’s what she calls herself, is all about the knitting. She’s also all about the hot men and even hotter sex. 🙂 Love it! And knit on, Althea!

    • June 26, 2012 9:34 pm

      One of my goals in life is to learn how to knit. I don’t know what that says about me…. :S

  2. June 26, 2012 11:28 am

    Great post! I co-write with my husband, so writing in public would be tricky, but we sure spend a lot of time plotting in public – at the coffee shop, sitting on a bench at the mall, walking in the park, at a concert…there’s no end of inspiration for stories. Agree with Mona about the knitting ladies, too – found one of those books when I went through my mother’s things after she died. Made me happy for her!


    • June 26, 2012 1:30 pm

      I plot a lot in public too, but that gets less attention, thankfully. But it’s the house writing for me after those few instances at the local coffee shop. Thanks for stopping by!

    • June 26, 2012 9:36 pm

      My boyfriend I have a difficult time agreeing on the appetizer without it escalating to the use of outdoor voices. I shudder to think what would happen if we tried to write a book together in public. 😉

  3. June 26, 2012 1:33 pm

    Thanks for letting me vent a little, D.C. And I love your posts! I was laughing out loud at the weird things people looked at after viewing your book. It reminded me of the odd search terms used to find my blog. 🙂

    • June 26, 2012 9:38 pm

      You came up with a great topic, Gabrielle! Thanks for stopping in and come back any time. I love the whacked out readers who search for horse head masks after looking at that anthology.

  4. julie permalink
    June 26, 2012 2:50 pm

    loved the interview. there are some nosy people out there. carry on the good work, love the books so far, cant wait for blood spirit to come out, and meet terek your next gorgeous sexy vamp.

    • June 26, 2012 3:16 pm

      Thanks, Julie! Terek is almost ready. Just a little longer. 🙂

    • June 26, 2012 9:39 pm

      I am one of those nosy people but I have to rely on my eavesdropping skills since I’m not that forward.

  5. Rosanna Leo permalink
    June 26, 2012 2:57 pm

    Hi Gabrielle! Nice post. I write in the privacy of my house and can’t do it any other way, myself. God bless you for trying! And God bless the man who asked to be in your book! Great excerpt!

    • June 26, 2012 3:17 pm

      Thanks for coming by, Rosanna! I think I wanted to try the whole coffee shop writing thing since so many fellow writers talk about doing it. It’s just not for me. LOL

    • June 26, 2012 9:40 pm

      Lol, I’ve had male friends offer to be characters in my books, which I think is equal parts weird and creepy. Of course, my boyfriend thinks every story is really about him…even the lesbian and gay ones.

      • June 26, 2012 10:11 pm

        Too funny! My ex-husband has asked more than once, “Did you put anything in there that we did?” He’s an ex, so keep that in mind. 😉

  6. June 26, 2012 4:20 pm

    I must hang at the wrong stores. When I use to write at Starbucks I never got bothered and only once or twice at bookstores, when they still existed.

    • June 26, 2012 7:28 pm

      There is only one bookstore in my area, so it attracts everyone to it. Or maybe I’m giving off the “Come pester me” vibe. 🙂

  7. June 26, 2012 5:40 pm

    I couldn’t write in a cafe either, too many distractions, although it is fun to enjoy a drink in a cafe and listen to the conversations around you. Gives you some great ideas for dialogue and characters.

  8. June 26, 2012 9:25 pm

    LOL Awesome for so many reasons. I’m right there with you on the porn thing. I walked into an MVC (adult store) recently and thought to myself “something’s wrong if after 5 years of marriage and being nearly 26 years old I still blush when walking in here…it shouldn’t be that big an effing deal”

    And I’ve toyed with the idea of going out and setting my laptop down in my favorite smoothie place and cranking some writing out…now maybe I’ll pass on that notion. Home works just fine 😛

    • June 26, 2012 9:42 pm

      Hmm…I wonder what kind of writing we could do if we set up our laptops IN an porn shop? 😉

      • June 26, 2012 10:12 pm

        Now you’re talking, D.C. That’s a field trip I can go on. LOL! Firsthand research.

    • June 26, 2012 10:14 pm

      Buffy, I think what’s hysterical is that my local adult store has a “Like us on Facebook” sign outside. And get what? A coupon? Something free? Everyone in my family asking pointed questions? LOL Thanks for stopping by. 🙂

      • June 27, 2012 1:11 am

        I would like them just to see my Aunt Shirley’s comment, letting me know how aghast she is. She’d probably be so riled up, she’d neglect to offer to pray for my soul.


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