As I set out to write a treatise supporting the premise 'sex is good, more sex is better', I ruminated, contemplated and mused upon the thesis. Oddly enough, I had no sense of purpose, no direction to my creative process. The juices were not flowing, if you will. I was unable to find an opening, as it were. Finally, in a climactic moment, it occurred to me that I was not approaching things from the proper angle.
Sex is the ultimate fact of life.
It seems somehow superfluous to offer my musings on the foundation of our existence. In the afterglow of this awakening, my mission became clear. Advising on ways to incorporate more of that which is good into the romance novel without doing so in a purely gratuitous manner and with an eye toward quality. I know that there is a feeling among some readers and writers of the romance genre that there should be an established connection between the hero and the heroine before they engage in an intimate relationship. Only problem there is, you're talking maybe 250-300 pages before you see any worthwhile action.