I thought this book was a novel, but it is actually a collection of short stories, all of which are by degrees sensual, scandalous or downright shocking.
It’s time to discuss some erotica.Īfter he had satisfied himself once with a wildness and violence that stunned her, he whispered, “Now I want you to satisfy yourself, fully, do you hear me? As you never did before.” I did not look back, but then I went on a book-buying binge from my Goodreads ‘To-Read’ list, and here we are. My sapphic romance was then handed in and ended up consigned to exile in a sub-folder in my computer. Instead I read the first two chunks of Cities of the Interior, which was rather more surreal. I did not read Delta of Venus at the time, mostly because I couldn’t find it at the American Library in Paris. In all honesty, it was a rather stressful experiment, one which made me realise that writing about sex in any novel way without making it cringe-inducing, creepy or crass, is a serious challenge. For context, I was at the time writing a sapphic SM fantasy/romance. Excuse me whilst I hide a blush! For the record, this is not the kind of book I normally stick my nose into, but it did come highly recommended it by one of my lecturers.
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