Yay--the annual Bad Sex Awards, for terrible smutty writing, are in!
The winner is Jonathan Littell, from his novel The Kindly Ones:
"I came suddenly, a jolt that emptied my head like a spoon scraping the inside of a soft-boiled egg."
Remind me not to have breakfast at his house.
But I'd say Paul Theroux should have won for this passage from A Dead Hand:
"She took my head in both hands and guided it downward, between her fragrant thighs. 'Yoni puja--pray, pray at my portal.'"
Remind me never to cross Theroux's portal. Or pray, ever again.
(Hat tip: Idle Musings)
2 comments:
Hahahaha! Okay, I'm with you. Lovely though Littell's quote is, Theroux's is downright... shudder-inducing!
Grotesque and fascinating. In short: precisely why I come here.
Cheers.
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