Dishing Junk is a new feature that we will be starting on the PJV. The girls and I have realized that we need a place to vent our book & book blogger troubles. It might be something small and inconsequential that we thought was inappropriate to mention in a review – or it might be a genre-wide gush. This is going to be where we dish it out. You are more then welcome to join in on the discussion.
Do you really expect me to believe that?
Hey y’all – Patti here! Many of you know me from my “Romancing the Weekends” feature, and my dish this week is kind of romance related…sort of. Well, it’s got an erotic twist: Suspension of Disbelief. Let me explain: I read and love all kinds of romance, including werewolves, vampires, dystopia, even some science fiction. I can get into the stories, lust after enjoy reading about the hot alpha shapeshifters in a paranormal romance, and even believe that under-30-year-old self-made millionaire in a sexy erotic novel. What I can’t get behind is… sex clubs.
Let’s talk about sex, baby…
I love a good, sexy read. The sexier the better, really. As a matter of fact, as a general rule I won’t read a book unless it’s got romance, or the potential for romance in future books. I need my HEA, y’all! Needless to say, I love a good erotic romance too. The set-up for these sexy books can vary, but if the plot involves the characters going to a sex club, that blows it (heh) for me.
I think it’s because as far as paranormal books go, you can write off most of the niggles with “it’s magic”. Is magic real? No. But I think most of us wish sometimes that it was, so it’s easier to immerse yourself in a world that might be real if magic was real.
But sex clubs? I start thinking about things like, who do you get to design a sex club? Where do you buy the furniture? And does housekeeping wear hazmat suits to clean up at the end of the night?
I’d imagine a phone call like this:
~Hello, I’m looking for someone to design our sex club.
~You’re looking for someone to design your health club? Well, you’ve come to the right place sir!
~No, not health club. Sex club.
~What’s that? You want it to have hot tubs?
~No. Not hot tubs. Well, yes hot tubs. But for a SEX club.
~ …
Um. Hello, what?
So, even though sex clubs actually do exist, and vamps, shifters and fae are imaginary, if I’m reading a book where there’s a sex club, I just roll my eyes and think, “Riiiiggghhhttt, like that’s going to happen in real-life.“
What makes you roll your eyes when you’re reading? Paranormals? Love at first sight? Convenient millionaires?
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Did you know there is a sex club on Canal Street, or right off of it. I do not know from PERSONAL experience. Only because I do party planning sometimes….and one of those parties happened to be a sexy themed Mardi Gras Ball — and this particular club wanted to be a vendor, or give out trinkets, something. It was awhile ago…but I remember being suitable shocked and scandalized at the same time.
I had heard there was a sex club here, and I know the porn convention visits, but I just don’t…no.
I should probably say what makes me roll my eyes right? LOL — sorry. Marathon sex…like hours and hours. Who does that? Even if the guy was capable what woman could possible handle that and be able to walk the next day?? There are some books where it goes on and on and on. I understand if maybe the two characters are both paranormals…but if one is a human (usually the chick) stop lying girl…you know you are totally chaffed and are walking bow legged! But yet, you get done with marathon and then go and chase down a bad-guy. Right….
Okay, I laugh about the marathon sex too. Again, it’s okay with the supes though
Long drawn out sex scenes that happen more than once in a book. I can totally get into the first time together or even a really hot romantic time together but when every other page is filled with sex I roll my eyes and skip over. Idk why.. I mean like I said the first sex scene I’m cool with.. but if the same characters do it again and its drawn out I’m like. OMG just hump and be done already! Next!
I tend to skim if they just keep going…and going…and going…
Hmm. Yes, they definitely do exist, but I have a feeling they are far less glamourous than they come across in books. And they almost always have a BDSM angle to them. Classy BDSM of course because heroes don’t hang in dives.
I dislike boners/sex in inappropriate places. During a performance review with your boss (when he is not the target of your lust), at funerals, while being shot at, in stinky dumpsters in alleys (alleys in general I can get behind, but not dumpsters), on the couch in front of your parents, while having stitches put in the 15 inch knife wound on your chest, or immediately upon waking from open heart surgery. Please. I know hormones are strong, but I’m pretty sure morphine puts the kaibosh on little peter perking up.
That’s the other thing – I’m sure the sex club is not full of supermodels!
How do you get a boner while you’re getting stitches…Oh – I’m sure there’s a fetish for that…don’t answer!
Pain slut? LOL
That is so not me – just seeing someone else get hurt hurts
Look I don’t discount the power of the male boner…for some men it is like an affliction…but I do believe morphine would kill it off.
What do I not like? Hmm…love at first sight. Bullshit! It’s lust and we all know it. I’m also in agreement with Tam and Melisaa. I don’t like my scenes in appropriate or unbelievable places and I don’t like them long and drawn out. I also like some substance to the story. If it’s just sex, sex, sex and more sex, I don’t even bother. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy the sex scenes, but that’s not all I want to read about.
I really like love at first sight in paranormals, especially shifters. In contemporaries or historicals – no way.
Agree – I like the sex, but you’ve got to have some sort of a plot to keep me reading.
Really strong, sappy insta-love makes me roll my eyes and potentially gag. I mean, I do like romance, but I like to see the relationship evolve at a reasonable pace from that first meeting. I don’t like it when there’s that “instant connection and I’ve feel like I know him already and I love him even though I’ve only known him a day and omg I can’t stop thinking and talking about him EVERY PARAGRAPH and” *rage quit*
Ain’t that the truth! I’m okay with it in paranormals, but in non-paranormals, not so much. It’s just not believable.
I think it has to do with the vibe of sex clubs in books. They always try to make them seem sexy, but I feel like they would just be kind of gross in real life.
Yes, I think your right
Could you imagine what is on those sofas??????? I can’t even sleep comfortably on hotel beds…then the act of boinking all over the place with strangers on dirty sofas. *shivers* My germaphobe self is about to go into shock.
That’s it exactly. DNA everywhere – ugh!
I agree with the marathon sex. That’s just too much (pun intended). I also hate it if one of the participants is counting orgasms. *eyeroll* really, who does that? If you have time to count orgasms, it means you’re not that into what you’re doing.
LOL, I hadn’t thought of the counting orgasms thing!!
LOL I guess that means I have a lot of erotica experience