I write love stories. I want to read love stories. I adore books showing me two wonderfully different characters somehow finding each other, getting to know each other, and falling in love. Yes, lust and love go hand-in-hand, and I'm totally fine with that, too. But in historical romance, I don't want the characters shoving their hands down each other shirts before the first bow and curtsy are made. In erotica, fine, but I want the romance more than I want the sex, so I don't read erotica.
So I'm sitting here with the ideas for two totally different books. The one is pretty much implausible but extremely sexy, with the protagonists in bed together in the opening pages. The other is the one I want to write, about a very proper governess and a blustery sailor and a passel of exotic children. I'm pretty certain I can sell the sexy one to New York. I'm pretty certain I'll have to publish the governess myself. I may have to prove my theory by writing both proposals.
And then it occurred to me that I wrote about a sailor and a prim lady and a couple of children once before, and it sold extremely well--All A Woman Wants.
So maybe I just need to come up with a good title and I can do it again. How about you? Do you read for the love story or the sex? Or both?