George Packer also has a good review of the book here.
As he nibbles and pulls with his mouth, his hands find my bush, and with light fingers he flutters about there, as if he is a moth caught inside a lampshade.
If I read that line before I lost my virginity, I’d probably have taken a vow of celibacy. I do take a vow, though, of never attempting to write a sex scene in my own books. Unless I’m taking the mickey out of it—no pun intended.
And to end this post with publishing news, some publishers are feeling the effects of the downturn—and some aren’t. Go, Hachette!