An uncensored guide to quality smut.
There are so many perils awaiting sex in serious fiction these days that you could almost forgive a writer for playing it safe and sticking to the merely suggestive. Almost, that is, until you remember that prudence, no less than prudery, is the enemy of art. All credit, then, goes to the following twelve writers, who press forward in spite of the sniggering. And a special shout-out to those whose devotion to literature has not rendered them too stingy to flirt with their readers, to seduce them—in the end, even, to try to turn them on. Even though my grandma whooped me at bowling, the 'Wii Sports' follow-up is the living room party of my dreams. This is as cheap as the set ever comes, folks. It was 2010, and Miranda Lambert was nervous. It had been five years since her major label debut album, and though she had seen steady success, she had not yet had the breakthrough hit single that would establish her as a serious force in country music. Country radio (which, to this day, holds more power for its audience than in other genres) didn't seem quite sure what to do with this fiery young woman who, unlike many of her peers, wrote most of her own tracks. Early on, Lambert was defined by wild-eyed revenge songs like "Crazy Ex-Girlfriend" and "Gunpowder and Lead"—"I was pigeonholed," she says, "like, 'Oh, she'll just burn your house down or shoot you.'" Then the sassy, simmering "White Liar" started making a run, pushing its way into the Top Ten. Bookmark these ahead of your first lake or beach trip of the season, or add to cart for an instant backyard update. The hybrid style is built for our current meteorological moment. Fred Rogers has been doing the same small good thing for a very long time... |
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