Oh, where do I begin? I’ve been on a journey, an adventure, a roller-coaster of erotic self-discovery.

It started with an innocent effort to write a nonfiction marriage self-help book. I intended for the book to be a tool to help dual-professional couples. I spent two years researching the history of marriage, interviewing couples, and performing research. The book was good, but I think I was scared or a little nervous to talk about sex in it. I didn’t want my professional colleagues to think poorly of me, but I felt like it was missing something important—a deep dive about sex.

I believe that sex is a healthy part of marriage, and believed that the book was incomplete without a discussion on it. So the compromise was a downloadable bonus chapter about sex where I shared some spicy romantic date ideas from my own life and from other couples I interviewed.

The bonus chapter on sex was meant to be tame, controlled, just a mere whisper of naughtiness. But oh my, did it turn me on. I discovered my passion for, dare I say it, smut.

Perhaps “erotica” would be a more palatable term for some. But let’s not beat around the bush—literally. It’s all about hard dicks, wet pussies, and tight assholes.

Then came Quantum Mind, a science fiction romance series that was supposed to be about Ava and Eric’s love as they fought off time travelers from the future and tried to save the world. The original draft had one simple, vanilla sex scene.

I shared that draft with a friend and her feedback was, “The sex scene felt out of place. The book isn’t 50 Shades of Grey.” Her comments made me rethink the whole affair.

I could have deleted it. I could have blushed and turned away, prudish in my approach. But I decided to go in hard, to embrace the sensation that writing those erotic lines gave me.

I added more, and then even more. I journeyed to places within myself that I never knew existed. Sloppy blow jobs, deep thrusts, ass slaps, pussy licking, BDSM—it all flowed from my fingers. My mind was a canvas, and my fantasies the paint. I wrote scenes about sex in virtual reality and then in outer space. And the thrill of it? Orgasmic. Quite literally, in fact. I cummed more times than I could count while writing this book.

But the most beautiful part of this passionate transformation was the realization that I was okay with it. I reveled in it. The world may see me as a happy homemaker or corporate professional, but in the hidden corners of the internet, I’m more than that.

I’m a slutty science fiction smut author, and I’ve never been happier.

XOXOXO