“Britain’s Most Dreaded Literary Prize”
I always find sex scenes(?) in books hilarious, especially when in serious, critically acclaimed literature. Apparently the writers at The Literary Review share my amusement because they (showing the world bookish people are funny too) have an annual award for Worst Sex in a Novel.
The nominees for this year’s “Britain’s Most Dreaded Literary Prize” are as follows:
My Education by Susan Choi
The Last Banquet by Jonathan Grimwood
House of Earth by Woody Guthrie
Motherland by William Nicholson
The Victoria System by Eric Reinhardt
The World Was All Before Them by Matthew Reynolds
The City of Devi by Manil Suri
Secrecy by Rupert Thomson
Now I can’t comment on all five of these novels but I have read The Victoria System (I wish I had that book with me so I could look up the sex lines. Horrendously funny) and My Education, from which The Washington Post kindly provides us with this line: “Often my flesh went so dry we would squeak like a rubber shoe-sole on linoleum tile.”
Sexy right?
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xx Lucy
