I’m sure I’ve mentioned here before how much I relish certain kinds of bad writing. Whether it’s found in queries so incoherent they make you want to request the manuscript they reference to see if the actual pages can possibly be as gawdawful (I do not recommend this as a tactic for getting your foot in the door), a passage so ripe in an otherwise well written novel that you question everything you ever believed about the author’s talent, or a subject so tricky that even otherwise skillful writers royally muck it up time and again when attempting to capture it in simple, lucid prose.
Sex is one of those subjects that turn good and even great authors into flailing amateurs. It’s so hard to depict well that there should be dedicated writing courses teaching young MFA candidates how not to screw it up (no pun intended).
That said, bad sex writing is a particularly fun subset of bad writing, and the 22nd Bad Sex in Fiction Awards once again celebrate that badness. So, wander on over to the Literary Review for a peek at the nominees for “Britain’s Most Dreaded Literary Prize.”
Can you come up with anything similarly cringeworthy?