I often wonder about why a number of us have found ourselves writing naturist fiction or non-fiction. I know in my case, I was an author before I became conscious of my naturist identity. Naturism had always been there, in the shadow world of the unconscious. My writing before was poetry, academic, psychological, and editorial. I stumbled upon naturist fiction, unintentionally. That first story was supposed to be about walking the Camino, a journey that I had researched for two years before the novel was written.
The addition of naturism was unintentional on my part. The protagonist was definitely not a naturist. Yet, naturism crept into the plot line. I resisted only to find that the story had an intention that was bigger than my ego. I think that this is something that a lot of authors come to find out when the story takes charge leaving the author to serve as some sort of cloistered scribe on the sidelines, listening and doing what he or she is told.
Since that first novel, the intention on my part was to present naturism in a positive light. I have written two more novels since that first one, in which naturism serves as a foundation. The stories are about life and relationships in which naturism is the backdrop.
Now, I am in an in-between period when it comes to writing naturist fiction. I wonder what the future holds. I am hoping that I can find a way to write both “activist” naturist fiction, and “literary” naturist fiction. These are separate genres in my opinion. I would also like to add in a third approach which I don’t want to disclose at this point, as it is too nebulous for me to grasp at this point.
As for you, what should naturist fiction do in terms of activism, making the world a more naturist-friendly place?