What a writer needs is a large cadre of
softcore fans (no safe words needed for these folks) who are willing to part with some beer money to get the author's latest work because they remember the author gave them a good read the last time around.
Not exact matches
It's still
softcore, although back in the groove resolutely enough to warrant an X-rating (Richard Corliss opined in print that the MPAA had ruled The Seven Minutes R instead of PG so as not to embarrass Meyer before his old
fans).
It will appeal to
fans of 70's Hammer, aka «the weird years» and those that appreciate the
softcore eroticism of Franco and Rollins.