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After the lively discussion of sex scenes that followed my last post (about why I don't write them), I tried to think of any writer whose writing about sex I found to be consistently engaging. The only ones I came up with were e.e. cummings and Carol Queen. If I were working on poetry or essays right now, they'd be useful models. As things stand, well, not so much.

I am pretty sure that breaking into free verse in the middle of the novel is an alternative to fading to black that would not endear me to agents, editors, or readers of any kind.

So, because citabria (who is to be congratulated on her 10,000 word day) egged me on at the write-in, I have written what I am quite certain is the worst sex scene in the history of the English language. I didn't set out for it to be the worst sex scene in the history of the English language. It just turned out that way.

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