Writer Spotlight #7 – Rosie Banks

I had the pleasure of interviewing a very talented writer of erotica; Rosie Banks! She took the time to talk to me over Twitter as I began to read some of her blog posts on Medium. From there I became pretty obsessed with her work and decided to ask her on this spotlight! She said yes, I blushed, shook and went weak in the knees. I’m not going to ramble but I am so glad to be able to share this with you all, she is a wonderfully vivid writer, with a great taste and talent that will grow from seed to flower in no time, it will transform from caterpillar to butterfly before you know it.


Rosie Banks is the author, editor, and curator of kinky bitesize erotica on Medium and Amazon Kindle. She has been writing professionally for nine months, and writing erotica professionally for three. Her already extensive catalogue contains stories in the BDSM, hypnosis, and cuckoldry kinks, although this is by no means exhaustive. In addition to her erotic short stories, Rosie keeps a semi-regular blog, where she talks about her experiences as an erotic writer, advice she’d give to those interested in entering the erotica field, as well as musings on the genre in general.

Why are you a writer?

Starting with the easy questions I see. Ehm… hmm… I guess I’m a writer because I have this insatiable, and at times perverted, imagination, and writing is the only medium I’ve found that as near as possible captures what’s in my head. Writing comes fairly naturally to me, and I enjoy it. Sure, it can be a chore sometimes, and when the ideas aren’t coming it’s absolutely infuriating, but most of the time writing is fun and a little exciting—on occasion, very exciting… I love it and I wouldn’t want to do anything else with my life, and probably won’t.

What do you enjoy about writing?

Two things: One, I love that I can sit and let my imagination flow without any boundaries. I always feel such excitement when I sit in front of a blank screen, wondering where I’ll be taken to today. It’s marvellous! Two, I honestly enjoy the process of trying to convert what’s in my head into cold, hard scribbles on the page. It’s like a puzzle with no right answers. And the satisfaction of hearing your story made an impact on someone, there’s no other way to describe it: pure joy.

Tell us about your most recent works

Most recently, I’ve been writing approx. 1,200-2,500-word stories on Medium that I publish about twice a week. Almost all of these have been erotica, although a couple have been more straightforward blog posts. My erotic stories generally deal with someone who’s craving something: satisfaction, excitement, danger, ecstasy—perhaps a combination of these. I usually write from a first-person perspective, as I find it the most intimate and vulnerable. I also often write in the present, as the immediacy helps create suspense… and arousal.

Essentially, when you read my stuff, I want you to feel the same pleasure the protagonist feels: be in bed with them, feel the cord around their wrists—the gag in their mouth, whimper as someone caresses their body, lose control in the ecstasy of the moment. Whether or not I succeed in that is up to the reader to decide.

If you could write a book in a new genre, which would you choose?

I’d choose horror, or at least spooky (is that a genre?) Anyway, as I believe I’ve written elsewhere, I’m a big fan of classic Victorian and Edwardian ghost stories, as well as the Weird Fiction of the early twentieth-century. I regularly listen to recordings of these classic spooky stories (you can find them on YouTube), and they’re a huge influence – oddly – on my erotic writing. I won’t bore you here, but I could go on and on about how similar good horror and erotica are. To me, they’re just two sides of the same coin.

Do you have any role models or people who inspired you to write?

Hm, that’s an interesting question. Yes and no. Inspired me to write? No really… My grandfather, after he retired, wrote short stories for a while. I knew about it as a kid but didn’t really care. I regret that I didn’t take a more active interest in his work, but I wouldn’t say he “inspired” me.

On the other hand, there are plenty of authors whose writing has directly influenced my work. I don’t have time to name them all, but here are the top five. Hopefully, in a future blog post, I’ll be able to go into more detail on how they’ve influenced my work.

In no particular order, except for maybe Wodehouse, my influences are:

  1. P. G. Wodehouse
  2. A. J. Alan (aka Leslie Harrison Lambert)
  3. George MacDonald Fraser
  4. M. R. James
  5. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

Are you working on anything at the moment?

At the time of this interview, I’m in the process of editing about ten erotic short stories that (fingers crossed) will be going up between now and the middle of July. I write pretty voraciously, so I’m always juggling more stories than I know what to do with. I try to follow a strict schedule, but sometimes the hypnotic call of a particularly juicy story is too good to resist.

The three that will be going up next are as follows: one about the fallout of a one night stand; another about the answer to a voyeur’s prayers; the third is… well… something a little different. It’s called, “Seduced By The Sea.” It’s a mix of erotica and… horror? Not quite sure. You can see for yourself what that one’s about when it eventually gets published.

Where can people buy your books?

If people are interested in my work, they should go to my Medium page. This is the best place to find my stories and blog posts, receive updates on upcoming projects, and support me through reading. People can (if they’d like) buy a few of my longer stories on Amazon Kindle or read them for free with a Kindle Unlimited account.

What advice would you give to an aspiring writer?

Yikes, there’s so much I want to say. Hmm… well, with brevity in mind, I’d recommend that anyone interested in writing professionally should just start. Like today. Sit down with a favorite drink, maybe a little snack, and bang out some writing. It doesn’t matter if you think it’s good or not. What’s important, I’ve found, is the consistent practice of writing. Over time, with enough patience and practice, you’ll get better at translating what’s in your head to words on the screen.

And also bear in mind, there are no gatekeepers in writing—not any more. Unlike the good old days when you had to rely on publishers for your weekly bread, today, you can make money by writing and publishing directly online like I do: either on a site like Medium, or Amazon Kindle, or on your own blog.

Starting is so hard. But really, once you get going, it’s so easy to make a habit of it. Find a time that works for you, dedicate that as your “Writing Time”, and just do it every day, or every other day, or whatever. As long as you’re persistent, you’ll start seeing progress.

Writing is difficult. Anyone who says otherwise isn’t a professional writer. It’s okay to feel discouraged and angry and upset and depressed and everything else. In fact, it’d be weird if you didn’t sometimes feel that way. Just remember to keep going. And little by little… well, you know.

Oh, and have fun! Because, I mean really, if you’re not having fun, what’s the point?

Any other comments?

I’m sure I’ll think of something later, but for now I’m happy with these.

*You can find Rosie Banks work at the following. I already follow her on Medium and recommend you do the same.

My Medium page

My books on Amazon Kindle:

Let Me Sing A Song Inside Your Mind…

Debt To Pay

Disciplinary Action

Rosie, thank you again for taking the time to do this interview around your busy writing schedule. We all appreciate a good writer, and especially one who can take us deep into the erotica experience and spit us out leaving us wanting more. She had these remarks about allowing me to publish this post:

“Yes, I am; and thank you again, Thomas, for offering to do this. I really appreciate it!”

Well, there you go! Enjoy your day and as always, like, comment, follow and reblog! Go check out the writer!

Breaking The Ice – The Depp v Heard Case

It is one of the biggest cases in Hollywood. Johnny Depp v Amber Heard. It has gone on for some years and I want to give my stupid opinion on it. Stupid? Yeah, because as mentioned in a previous post, people shout abuse and hate when you make more sense then they do.

Everybody seems to have jumped onto Depp’s side in this case. I really have no idea why. The evidence so far has show him to be an alcoholic and drug user, who punched and headbutted Amber, had violent drug induced rages and more. Yet, people still think she is the cause.

You know not long ago, during the Will Smith Oscars fiasco, people jumped to his side for assaulting a man because he was defending his wife apparently. Well, why are they not jumping to Amber Heard’s side, brave enough to speak out? I also posted on twitter that the evidence from the trial is actually support Her case more than His. Yet, people got angry commenting things like I need to improve thinking skills. You know, I didn’t side with either one of them, I highlighted what was being revealed in the case. This is the sort of brainwashed nonsense that happens when people jump on a bandwagon with zero knowledge of what has happened.

I stand with Amber Heard. I stand against abuse against women. Amber is seeking help. This case highlights the fact women can be treated so badly and nothing will happen. This is a defamation case, although Amber Heard should consider other options.

What do you think? People jump on the wagon of the most popular celebrity to garner social gossip.

Slipping Through My Hands

Honing into a fletched clumbered path 

shown a mysterious moment in time

how confused was I

at the things waiting for me

being mine, confused again at this underlying, event

a sprocket loaded full of repent in your phone

do you feel like talking to my face

turning away as loss becomes frequent

slipped through my hands...

can be extremely painful

losing someone

even more so

when that somebody

just so happened, to be you.

No denial in the hands of the wolf

or your desire to lay with a hay stack

let me hold you one more time

once more dance to our shared lives

a life that is ready to accept

slipped through the cracks

had to turn back

found you lying still

loss of light from eyes

burning passion wipes away secret tears

where do you go?

bowed at the knight

Gabriel, "bless her with delight"

no more, slipped into the blight.


https://www.wattpad.com/story/307873965-discovery-avenue

Consider reading this poem, powerful words.

Sum <E|?

The sum of all of life

reduce your breakfast plate to an egg with some avocado

avoid walking in traffic at all costs

don't forget, that God is full of semen

and that a mighty sword is a jellyfish

of boiled lemon tek 

wait, did someone call my name?

Facing the harsh cold clouds of spring

there should be post at five in the afternoon

summing up 


https://www.wattpad.com/story/307873965-discovery-avenue – erotic/romance/love/danger/discovery short story released one part everyday.

https://www.elephantjournal.com/2022/04/does-life-mean-something – my new post on Elephant Journal!


New album by Joe Satriani – Elephants of Mars! Genius, brilliant! Review will come sometime soon my love.

Discovery Avenue – Part 1 & 2 (Romance Fiction)

Welcome to Psychedelic Wizard.

I have just created a Wattpad account, because apparently you can write and publish stories on the site. I was a little wary of this since it could potentially be unsafe as there is no protection. But the site says that work published is protected. So, I decided to start publishing a romance story on there.

I don’t usually write romance but the story seems interesting. It is a part of a story I have just started writing, however it is a story of events which took place before the current story I am writing. So, a sort of prequel. I have not mentioned this on Wattpad as I want to see if it is liked by people and to develop a story on the platform, essentially giving it a try.

The story is called Discovery Avenue

‘Peter is on an all night drinking marathon, until he gets into the mood for sex. The only problem? His girlfriend is at home in bed, waiting for him. Will he continue on this dark night looking for an encounter, or will he go home?

This is his story of a sexually charged night looking for an affair or romance. Will his discover love or lust or will it be danger for him?’

https://www.wattpad.com/story/307873965-discovery-avenue

https://www.wattpad.com/1215543060-discovery-avenue-she%27s-asleep-part-2

Above is the link to the first and second part of the story, which is mature, as is this story. I would encourage anyone who likes reading my posts or short stories to check it out and if you like and comment on Wattpad it tells me that I should continue with the story. Ultimately what it is about is a man changing for the worse, coming to realise what he should not have taken for granted, coming to accept himself and essentially a loving ending, or so we hope. There will be dark scenes and there will be black mirrors so anyone not prepared to look into the dark soul should not read it. I hope you enjoy following the story as it progresses. I intend to write a passage every day at least. They will be short as to keep people interested. Part 1 is called ‘uncomfortable dinners’. I have no idea where this will go and I don’t really hope for any kind of professional interest, it really is a vanity project, but one that I would love to explore and write nonetheless.

Aside from that thank you for checking out this post!

Blood on my feet

You spin and spin

the room is the lustful gain of sin

tilt your head and the lights go blind

move your body and you're inside my mind

chasing a ghost around an open floor

pushing your bare hips against that stone wall

slitting your throat at the ball

no more nice games

... and no more amour. 

Explicit Erotica

*EXPLICIT CONTENT: THIS POST IS EXPLICIT AS INTENDED AND SHOULD NOT BE READ BY THOSE WITH A NERVOUS DISPOSITION OR FEAR OF WHITE SAUCES.

As you ride like your life depends on it

and it sit there

harder and straighter than the Great fire of London monument

sweating bullets

skin of lead

your juicy pink apricot haven

sweet tangy melons

bitter after taste

spewing white glory

oh ja, das ist sehr gut!

glorious finish

mayonnaise squirting far.  

Bachelor

It's a lockdown,
a cock down,
a cock up,
inside and sinside,
all the women,
paid with fools gold,
driven away by my greedy soul,
trapped in this box,
now called home,
given too much to live for,
and yet letting it go,

I'm a bachelor,
living it large,
can't handle your voice,
rather sit in remorse,
drinking that fine liquor,
seeing my games,
thinking about life,
and wasting away.

Rope

Those long nights sat in waiting for the paint to dry,
our decorative nights in waiting for the sky to brighten,
our nights in became a current flavour of soul.

It was a rope but offered us so much hope,
our relationship torn and broken,
your heart cold and woken,
but I said we needed the rope,
to ease our pain,
to help you gain,
control again.

It was rough and we enjoyed each touch,
those loose strands were never enough,
enough of your torture,
I've been in the same box,
clasping a rope wrapped around your neck,
tighter and tighter, my hands get,
until snap you are there,
we are here,
couldn't hear the screams.