I am a bit prudish, I think. It's hard for me to write about sex, and I don't really care to read about it, either.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Everyone seems agreed that writing about sex is perilous, partly because it threatens to swamp highly individualised characters in a generic, featureless activity (much like coffee-cup dialogue, during which everyone sounds the same), and partly because it feels... tacky.
There are some novelists who can get away with writing about sex - Philip Roth, Ian McEwan - but they are rare.
I write about the men you want to read about but don't necessarily want to be married to.
I usually don't read things written about me and I certainly don't read things if they are inappropriate.
I don't find it easy to think of good stuff to write about.
You can't sit down and decide what you want to write about.
I don't believe for one moment you can write well what you wouldn't read for pleasure.
I like to write about women, not so much about the way they relate to men, but about the way they relate to each other. And I don't think anyone's really doing it.
In terms of my work, I've never been reticent in terms of defining my sexuality. I write about my life.
I love to write. I love it. I mean there's nothin in the world I like better, and that includes sex, probably because I'm so very bad at it.