Friday 17 January 2014

Review of “Fuck Me Please” by Eden Rose

There is more than one way to write a dirty book. There's the kind where everything is left to the imagination, or to the careful decoding of euphemisms. And there's the opposite – the literary equivalent of “wham bam thank you mam”, where the writer dumps you straight into the mechanics of the sex, and finishes up when they finish.

For my money, though, the best erotic writing combines: a good build-up – an interesting situation, ideally with some dramatic and sexual tension; some insight into the inner lives of the participants – I don't just want to know what bits they put where, or how good it feels, I want to know what they think and feel about it; and a good, earthy description of the mechanics.

Eden Rose's new book ticks all of these boxes. The situations are wild – an ornithologist seduced by two women from a neighbouring village, a new age women's resort, an estate agent emerging from a long period enforced abstinence...each one is well crafted and nicely paced. By the time the sex arrives – which isn't too long, for the most part – you are involved in the situation and care about the characters.

It is by no means romantic fiction. It's about fucking, not love. There is plenty of kink – group sex, fetishes, and other twists and turns that I won't spoil for you. A minor disappointment for me, as a fan of Rose's earlier work, is that there is no S&M at all. Still, informed sources suggest that she's now working on a femdom novel, so stay tuned.

This books shows beyond doubt how well the short story format works for erotic fiction. There is a natural pace and rhythm to short stories that suits the pace of sex. I find long dirty novels tend to drag a bit. Either the author either decides that a book that long needs a properly contrived plot and narrative arc – in which case that gets in the way of the depictions of the sex, which is the main reason that you were reading it in the first place. The abominable '50 Shades' is a casualty of this tendency as the heroine agonizes about whether she can ultimately redeem the damaged Christian Grey – who cares?

Or they don't bother with a plot – in which case it's just one fuck after another, and you can't but help getting bored.


So I'd back the short story format for erotica any day. And you won't find better erotic short stories than these.

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