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Friday, November 9, 2012

Daisy Harris, Building the Perfect Dork, and My Fair Dork

About Daisy:
Birkenstock-wearing glamour girl and mother of two by immaculate conception, Daisy Harris still isn't sure if she writes erotica. Her romances start out innocently enough. However, her characters behave like complete sluts. Much to Miss Harris's dismay the sex tends to get completely out of hand.

She writes about fantastical creatures and about young men getting their freak on, and she's never missed an episode of The Walking Dead.
Links:
My website
Twitter
Siren PageBook buy link
Idea Factory: Building the Perfect Dork



For off, thanks to the Isabel for having me on the blog today. Y’all are the best!


Why thank you, Daisy! Appreciate that. I’d like to thank you for joining me today!

On with the blog—

I’m often asked where I get my ideas for stories. Now, I think all authors hear this question. But as a female writer of male-male romances, I get asked more than most people.

Usually, the answer is a mix of places—movies I’ve seen, people I know, pictures and news clips, my crazy family, and my even crazier imagination. But in the case of my latest release, My Fair Dork, I got my inspiration from one very specific place: a talk show on Canadian TV called “One Girl Five Gays.”

If you’ve never seen it before, I’m here to tell you, One Girl Five Gays (1G5G) is AWESOME. It involves a charming female host named Aliya Jasmine interviewing group of five gay men in a 20-Questions style format. The guests rotate in and out, but if you watch the show for a while, you feel like you get to know all the participants.
So here’s how I got my plot bunny for My Fair Dork…
There’s a character on 1G5G I’ll call D. He’s smart, sarcastic, and smoking hot. I had the biggest crush on him, and was delighted when he mentioned on the show his tendency to be a bossy bottom. (I can’t remember if he said it outright, or insinuated it. But either way, I LOVE writing bossy bottoms. So for some reason this tickled me pink.)

Eventually D got a boyfriend, and I was intrigued. Who was the man who’d wooed this prize? Was he a big, burly dreamboat? A sober intellectual? Did he have height? Muscles? Tons of money?
After a couple weeks, his boyfriend, whom we shall call M, appears on the show, and he’s…dorky.

Now, if you know anything about me or my work, you know that I loves me a nerd. And M was the real deal. He wasn’t some slick hipster wearing nerdy-but-chic glasses and an ironic T-shirt. No, he was a soft-spoken, nervous seeming, flannel wearing, sweet and harmless dork. The kind of guy who was nerdy in high school and never grew out of it.

He was cute, and endearing, and I was even more in love with D for dating him. But then, a few episodes later, Aliya Jasmine asks the guys, “What part of your body is too big?”

And M blushed like a fire hydrant, and said, “My dong!” before burying his head in shame.

The cast ribbed and teased him, and Aliyah Jasmine, like the intrepid reporter she is, asked for more details about the exact nature of his size. (Yes, yes AJ. Viewers want to know!)

But in that moment, a story came together in my head—about a nerd with a giant cock—a guy uncomfortable in his skin and worried about his anatomy, and the smart, sexy, cool beyond belief guy who wants to pull him out of his shell.

My Fair Dork was born.
Seldom do ideas come to me that clearly, or based on something so acute. But man, when a story hits me like that, it’s like I can’t write the thing fast enough. And that’s how My Fair Dork went for me. I drafted it in 12 days, and it was submitted at day 15. I love this story. And I love 1G5G and Canadian MTV for providing such great fiction fodder.

I just hope that if M ever finds out I got my story idea from watching 1G5G he won’t be too painfully embarrassed. After all, the world is full of people shy about some part of their bodies. Even some part that society thinks they should be proud of. It’s just…well, there really is nothing like a giant cock. And when it’s attached to an adorable geek, it’s about the best thing I can imagine.

BLURB:

They say a guy can never be too hung. Well, Harold Jacobs doesn’t know who they are, but they’re wrong. Socially awkward for as long as he can remember, Harold feels his enormous package is just one more thing to be embarrassed about. Especially once hunky and popular

Owen McKenzie notices it in the showers.
Owen knows he’s bi, but he keeps that secret close to his chest. He likes Harold, and wants to help him shed his dorky image and maybe even find a boyfriend. Still, Owen can’t stop obsessing about Harold’s equipment. And much as he doesn’t want to flip-flop on his sexuality, Owen does want to test-drive what Harold has between his legs.

Their friendship erupts into full-blown lust. But can Owen accept the loss of his golden child status and be Harold’s boyfriend? And can Harold outgrow his insecurity in time to keep the man he loves?
Excerpt:

They say a guy can never be too big. Well—Harold Jacobs didn’t know who they were, but they were wrong. A guy could definitely too big. Sure, Harold’s family doctor had explained to him that women gave birth to babies, and that their vaginas…

He shivered, hardly able to think about it without making a face…

Their passages elongated during sex.

Not that Harold was ever going to find out whether sex would work with a vagina. What—with him being completely, one hundred percent gay. But still, he’d been stupid enough to ask his family doctor about it. And, predictably, the guy had reassured him that he was perfectly capable of having heterosexual sex.

At least, he thought that’s what Dr. Fredernick had said. It had been hard to understand him with all the stuttering and blushing.

Harold didn’t know what he’d been thinking, asking his mother to leave the room during his doctor’s appointment, when she’d taken him for his pre-college physical. What had he expected a seventy-year-old family physician to say that he hadn’t already learned online?
He stared sadly down at the thing—jutting between his legs like a saber, water dripping off the tip since he was in the shower. It was hard as usual. The fucker mocked him like that. He swore, his penis enjoyed getting hard all the time just because it made Harold extra awkward every moment of his life.

6 comments:

Goddess Fish Promotions said...

Thank you for hosting today.

Daisy Harris said...

Thanks for having me on the blog, Isabel!

Anonymous said...

I'd like to think M would be flattered...not everyone gets to inspire a novel, after all!

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Daisy Harris said...

LOL, true. But I was a little embarrassed about it. Even though really it's not about *him*. Just an idea I got from watching him. :)

Catherine Lee said...

You know, I am too naive to even know what a "bossy bottom" is...and I think that's for the best (LOL).
catherinelee100 at gmail dot com

June M. said...

I would think that M would be happy to know that he inspired you to write this book, especially since it will show that with love, everything will be alright! Btw, I love bratty/bossy bottoms :)
Congrats on the release!

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