While editing an anthology of women’s sexual writing called “Sugar in My Bowl” last year, I was fascinated to see, among younger women, a nostalgia for ’50s-era attitudes toward sexuality. The older writers in my anthology are raunchier than the younger writers.
Jong, says Hess, has powerful motives for saying what she says. Among them is making “sex writing relevant again (and declaring that it had somehow disappeared, and in the process, imbuing “Fear of Flying” with renewed relevance)” not to mention “creating a narrative around her book that situates older, raunchy ladies against younger, prudish ones (perhaps she could have searched further afield if she wanted a truly representative sample of each generation).”
Or possibly it was the trauma of sitting through my mother’s fourth wedding and listening to my mother call my stepfather a "horny Boy Scout." It was a phrase I did not soon forget. In fact it still haunts me to this day.
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