If you're looking to read some sexy sexy prose, you probably shouldn't bother with Stephen King's latest novel 11.22.63, which the Literary Review nominated for the 2011 ‘Bad Sex in Fiction' Award for such titillating passages as this: "She was wearing jeans. The fabric whispered under my palm." Hot.
A female sex worker and blogger has been exposed as a middle-aged man — which might not be such a big deal if he hadn't used his fake identity to solicit sex partners and naked photos of minors.
Anna Davies wanted to make a name for herself, so she wrote about her sexual encounters, viewing it as an "easy" path toward getting published. But now she wants to be a "real" writer. Whatever that means.
The title of Best Sex Writing 2010 may mislead some people — this (mostly) isn't porn, but rather a collection of essayistic pieces on topics ranging from condoms to fisting.
The nominees for The Literary Review's 2009 Bad Sex in Fiction Awards are in, leading critics to opine about why it's so hard to write about boning.
"I propped myself on the kitchen counter and he grabbed and parted my thighs. The sound of keys fiddling at the front door interrupted the beginning of what could've been an unusual fuck," writes Rasha Kahil in her work XI.