Crushing With Cheyenne Blue

Posted on May 24, 2010

Cheyenne Blue’s unexpected Discovering Donnie appears in Girl Crush , available now.

Excerpt:

She was obsessed with Donnie. She woke with the feel of his skin beneath her hands and when she realized he was only in her dreams, her fingers would curl with his absence until her nails dug into her palms. She was distracted at work and made mistakes with papers, left court documents unsigned. She was reprimanded, but she didn’t care. The litigation partner smiled to himself; he had made a mistake promoting her, but her inefficiency would make it easier to rescind the offer.

Jodie didn’t know why Donnie didn’t take her to bed. He’d come up to her apartment for a cup of coffee once, and it had been just that: a cup of coffee. She was sure he wanted her: the drugging heat of his kisses, the way his arms trembled as he held her told her so, and once she’d felt his erection against her leg. But he never asked, “Can I stay?” He had never tried to waltz her into the bedroom, had never slid his hands over her body in a proprietary way, even though she wanted him to. Oh, how she wanted him to.

What was the inspiration for your story?

I was in that half-awake, half-asleep state one morning, and I suddenly thought of a little Mexican café I used to visit for breakfast in Baker, which is a suburb immediately south of downtown Denver. I’d been trying to come up with a story for “Girl Crush” and my story, “Discovering Donnie” grew out of a strange and twisted little spiral, starting with the scene where Jodie and Donnie are having dinner in a Mexican café. I think this is the first story I’ve ever written where I’ve started in the middle!

What do you love most about your story?

The ending. I don’t want to give anything away, but there was an obvious possible ending, and then there was this ending. I love the naturalness of the ending I went with. It’s how things should be, IMHO.

Who is your girl crush? Why?

Ohhhhhh!! I am a complete and utter pile of slush for female tennis players. In particular, Amelie Mauresmo. I can barely form coherent thoughts when I used to watch her play (she’s recently retired). Those legs, those strong, athletic, beautiful legs, that hair, that smile. She’s a strong and talented player, fluid to watch, and a gracious sportswoman. If Amelie walked into my loungeroom, it would be “Farewell, life, I’m off with Amelie!” Of course, I’ve got a better change of winning the million dollar lottery.

Have you ever acted on a girl crush?

I stalked Amelie at Wimbledon one year, following her from the court until stopped by the burly security man at the players’ entrance. Does that count?

What does it take to write a hot sex scene?

Getting inside a character’s head to feel what they’re feeling, taste what they’re tasting, see what they’re seeing… Sex scenes that are Tab A into Slot B are very dull. Little details, little surprises, the nuances that make your characters different. If you can take your characters out of the scene and substitute any old Mary and Jane, then I’m willing to bet it’s not a very good scene.

Lady GaGa or Beyoncé?

Neither. Right now it’s Paolo Nutini.

But if I have to chose, Lady GaGa.

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