Not strictly what happened, but close enough. I’m not really uncomfortable with writing about people who want things I never wanted, and I didn’t actually write stuff I later deleted, but I did think about whether it was creepy for me to write detailed accounts of teens making out.
But considering most YA authors are adults who are just drawing on their own experiences as young adults, I probably just need to quit overthinking. And hopefully not sound like a clueless person when I try to write physically intimate scenes. I just want it to be sweet and exciting, but stopping short of, like, erotic or whatever.
(Also, meet Joanne & Kamber, the romantic couple of my NaNoWriMo novel, In Bloom. And yes, I won.)
