I’ve been searching for an idea now for over a week. You don’t want to know how many starts are in my recycle bin. Then a friend asked me a question as we chatted one evening. She wanted to know if I considered myself sexy.

I looked in the mirror and thought am I? Of course not. I’m not petite or reed thin and I don’t have a perfect tan. My pesky freckles and green eyes will always be with me. I could make a list of things I don’t like. Then I studied the whole picture. I tried to see myself as a stranger might but couldn’t.

This made me stop and try to define sexy. Images of skinny models popped into my head. Hot young men lounging in beds showing off their tanned buff bodies came next. This is what the media projects to us everywhere we look. Hold on though. Do I know anyone looking even close to that?

Many of us believe we have to be thin, gorgeous and dress just so to fit the role of sexy. Everyone has their own definition and image in their mind. I was guilty of thinking I needed to look like those size four models. It’s taken me years to realize the shape of our bodies really has nothing to do with it.

It’s all in our minds. Think about it. Whisper all the hot, wild things you want to do. Dare your partner to try something out of the norm. A raspy voice promising tantalizing touches can be almost hypnotic. Let your words tell them what your lips and tongue will do to them next. That’s sexy and has nothing to do with what your body looks like.

Sexy then to me is much simpler than what we look like. It’s all about attitude.

Someone I know calls me the sexiest and most erotic bitch in the world. I love it.

Alexys Quinn

Mostly this is an observation and perhaps a decent discussion topic. All writers have their own style for writing. It happens naturally, I think. We all develop a way of writing sentences, carrying a plot, description etc… I’ve actually written stories with other authors that have shown noticeable differences in voice when I’m writing versus when the other author was writing. I’ve even had editors comment on being able to distinguish when I was the writer and the other author was the writer. On those occasions have had to put a great deal of effort into integrating the two styles so that the story read consistently.

So I found it odd the other day when I noticed that while I have a distinct writing style, if I try to write something while I’m reading something else in my spare time, I tend to begin to emulate the style of the person I’m reading. I don’t really know if that’s because when I get into a book, I really get into a book. I guess to some extent when I’m reading I let the author’s voice get into my head. So I’m just curious if other people have similar experiences and what they think about it…

Leighann Phoenix