Jen: Today we welcome Anna Bayes to Romancing the Book. Anna, will you share a short bio with us?
Anna: Anna writes contemporary, paranormal, BDSM and LGBT erotic romances. She is herself a bisexual submissive, and finds writing the perfect outlet for her wild ideas.
In real life, Anna is an introverted bookworm, looks sweet and kind of innocent, but don’t let her brown eyes fool you.
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Jen: Please tell us about your newest release and where the idea came from.
Anna: Under His Wings is loosely based on an unconventional relationship I once had with a man. He had me and another female lover, but he gave precedence to the other woman. It was a constant source of jealousy and pain for me, but I was too obsessed with him to free myself; until one day I sat down and wrote down that story. I changed the man’s priority-lover to a man that I could fantasize about. That story helped me articulate the injustice I believed I suffered, and eventually cut me loose from an unhealthy relationship.
Enjoy this short excerpt from Under His Wings:
Matt took my hand as I closed my shop early for the day, kissed it and buried it in the large pocket in his jacket. I love how my hand fits in his; it is as if all my body parts have been tailor-made to suit him, and melt into him.
I concentrated on staring at the toes of my boots, mustering up my courage, then I looked squarely into his eyes, and said, “I want Sean to meet me.”
I had initially practiced declaring in a crescendo, “I refuse to be hidden like an undignified whore. I am not a filler between Sean and other things in your life. I need him to acknowledge me as a person. I demand his respect.” But this part of the speech became stuck in my throat.
Matt looked at me, dumbfounded, until I almost started to believe that I had delivered my full speech, after all. Then he clenched his teeth, tightened his grip on my hand, and said, “Yes, you deserve better than this.”
The taxi ride to his apartment was a blur. The original plan for tonight, it being New Year’s Eve, had been that Matt would spend the early evening with me, then return home to Sean for dinner and to count down to the new year over sizzling sex.
Sean is not there when we arrive at the apartment, and we sit on the sofa to wait.
Matt looks frighteningly dashing: his eyes blazing, his whole body tense, clearly deep in thought, preparing for something.
He looks up as the sound of keys in the lock announces Sean’s return.
“Hey you…” Sean’s lilting voice stops in its tracks as he opens the door wider and sees me seated next to his lover.
Matt gets up swiftly, reaching Sean with two long strides. He closes and locks the door with one fluid movement, then clamps Sean in place by the shoulders.
“Listen to me.” Matt locks Sean’s gaze and attention with his firm, low voice. “You know who she is. I love both of you, and you two are giving me something that lasts more than a lifetime. I have spent almost every single day with you this past year. Think of the poor girl being alone; it is not fair to her. Even if it’s just for tonight, put down your jealousy, and let her in.”
Sean’s body is shaking, but he does not immediately storm away as Matt releases his grip on him.
Matt motions for Sean to sit on the sofa. Sean complies, seating himself at the end opposite mine. Matt sits in the middle. He pops open a bottle of champagne, pours each of us a glass, and says, “A proper introduction is in order.” He cradles me in his left arm, faces Sean, and says, “Sean, meet Bonnie.”
Sean eyes me for a second, empties his glass, and sneers, “Charmed.”
I see Matt’s eyes darken with rage, but he keeps his calm, and says, “Let’s ask one another questions: perfect way to become friends.”
Sean snorts, gets up, paces the room a full circle, turns around, and silently gives me a full once-over.
His eyes rest briefly on my breasts, then my neck. He stares intently into my eyes, searching for something. He glances over at Matt, then back at me. The corners of his lips turn upwards, in malice. “Show me how you fuck her, Matt.”
Jen: Are you a plotter or pantser?
Anna: I started off as a pantser and wrote as inspiration struck. That is still mostly how I work, but with my first longer work, I have been (largely) sticking with an overall plot that I had drafted before I began writing that tale. So I guess I am 65% pantser (especially with my short stories) and 35% plotter.
Jen: Describe your writing in 3 words.
Anna: Blunt, intense, steamy.
Jen: Do you have a writing routine?
Anna: I write everyday; doesn’t matter how many words I manage, but always, everyday — that is a combination of discipline and addiction. I don’t specify a time to start writing, but it is usually at night, past midnight, with a double espresso… you can probably tell that I hardly ever sleep.
Jen: Who has influenced you as a writer?
Anna: Two people: My Dad who gave me a fearless confidence in knowing that I am always supported, no matter what I wanted to do; and my male lover who first began nagging me to write down my thoughts. He said my words sent shivers down his spine. He repeated it many times until I began believing I might have a knack for it, so I put it into action. Been loving my life as a writer so far.
Jen: What do you do in your free time?
Anna: I read, I talk to my goldfish and I kick ass at badminton.
Jen: What’s next for you?
Anna: Since I first became published in January 2013, I have been writing mostly short stories. I love delving into one important moment and exploring emotions and circumstances surrounding it. I will continue with that, but have begun writing my first novella. Tentatively, it is titled, Through His Lens: a contemporary M/F erotic romance between a recent divorcee and a photographer.