


It’s all abjection and solipsism and mortification and derision it’s all ableism and sizeism and misogyny and discrimination. In fairness to my younger self, the tenor of the sex scenes historically allowable by the literary establishment is grim, my friends. I’d been bamboozled by a mindset, common among English majors, wherein fictional sex and any non-contemptuous perspective on embodiment were well beneath the notice of the serious reader.

Sex scenes were a major barrier to entry when I was first getting into romance novels.
