Poor Morrissey. He can’t catch a break with his first novel, List of the Lost. If the bad reviews weren’t enough, he’s just been awarded the Bad Sex in Fiction Prize in a ceremony at the In & Out Club (seriously; that’s the name of the venue) in London. The judges loved one particular “ecstatic scene” that described the romping of two of the main characters. I quote: “Eliza and Ezra rolled together into one giggling snowball of full-figured copulation, shouting and screaming.”
The book, which is a weird tale of four relay runners who are cursed by some old man they encounter in the woods, also includes this line: “[They] pulled at each other in a dangerous and clamorous rollercoaster coil.”
Morrissey was unable to attend. “Touring commitments,” you understand.
Look, I get how hard it is to write sex scenes. My wife has a series of romance novels that I hope my mother never reads because of their erotic content. (Please buy the entire series. We have to keep the bull terriers in kibble.) But bad erotic writing–and we’re not talking about porn here–needs to be discouraged. If you’re going to do it, make sure it’s properly sexy. (Via BBC)
Meanwhile, Mozzer has an ongoing battle with the TSA over a sexual assault allegation.