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Sex in books. You know, for kids.

 
 
Cat Chant
13:48 / 19.04.06
It strikes me that the main sources of sexually explicit material for teens are usually things written for/aimed primarily at adult audiences (Sex in the City etc - please let me know if I'm wrong on this). Here I share, to quite a large extent, Naomi Wolf's concern (more discussion about the Naomi Wolf article specifically should probably go in the linked thread rather than this one) about the way that the representation of sex in teen fiction is reiterating and reinstating the desirability of a certain kind of commodified, institutionalized heterosexuality (perhaps especially in the Gossip Girl and similar books because in them, as Wolf argues, this kind of heterosex is packaged alongside 'adult' financial freedom, autonomy, etc, and consumer-style 'choice' is represented as the free expression of individual desire in a scary way - sorry if that's not very clear, I'll try and restate it later if people are interested/baffled).

Anyway, so it would be nice if there was better sexually explicit writing for young people - better in the sense of sexy, grounded (ie not just that filmic, half-realistic half-fantasized sort of "he ripped her camisole in half" stuff that Nina complains about in the Paris-Hilton-for-teens thread), and giving a sense both of the multiple possibilities for sex and for the ways in which sex intersects with power - old-fashioned 'power' type power, like political power, but also powerful feelings.

I was thinking about good depictions of sex in Young Adult fiction and I came up, rather depressingly, with four novels (well, technically six):

(1) Kate Cann's Diving In trilogy, which I talked about in the Paris Hilton thread a bit. It's a funny, nice, sweet, gripping trilogy which overtly has a feminist ambition to make space for young women's sexual desires - their right to say no and their right to say yes on their own terms. I particularly like it because it shows the complicated relationship between the main female character and her mother, and in particular the daughter's desire to distance herself from her mother's kind of feminism, but it's also shown that that's one of the things that gives her the strength and the resources to stand up to her boyfriend and his parents' groovy liberal assumptions. It doesn't ever say that either the daughter or the mother is wrong, though, which is also nice. I would have liked it if the character who looks like a dyke and is mocked for being a dyke had actually been a dyke, but that's just me, it's not really a fault in the book.

(2) Melvin Burgess's Doing It, a filthy, filthy, controversial book about teenage boys'/ young men's sexual attitudes and behaviour. I read the whole thing aloud to Tangent, with frequent pauses for laughter and discussion, which was really fun. Anne Fine thinks it should have never have been published and that its language constitutes violence towards women: I think it's great (funnily enough, one of Anne Fine's least favourite lines - the description of a cunt as having "this amazing spicy, pee-y smell" - is one of my favourites, though she omits the next sentence, which is something like "It was wonderful"), and a fantastic antidote to the clean, Hollywoodized representations of choreographed, hairless, odourless, noiseless sex which, throughout my adolescence, were so at odds both with my desires and my experiences. Leaving aside the language, it's almost a soppy book: the boys are pretty respectful of girls when it counts, and it makes a strong argument in favour of opening up emotionally to your friends when you're in pain or trouble. It also shows why and how having sex with 'Miss' might not be every schoolboy's dream come true.

(3) Rosemary and Juliet, by Judy Maclean (buy it! Buy it here!! Buy it now!) Not very much explicit sex, but it's so tender and beautifully observed that it makes my tummy ache to think about it. I particularly liked the passage from the mother's point of view about her ambivalent feelings about seeing her teenage daughter wandering round the house in a haze of sexuality. The Romeo and Juliet theme also allows it to make a really passionate case for the importance of sex in romantic relationships between young people, and there's a nod to the theorybitches in the moment where Juliet gets aroused by one of the photographs of Eval Lesbians which the deprogrammer is showing her as part of her delesbianizing. (It's another book which is hugely compassionate to everyone concerned, and I thought the scared Christian parents who send Juliet to the deprogrammer came off fairly well. Considering.)

(4) What Are Ya? Lovely 80s coming-out novel (about two female friends, one of whom comes out as straight, the other as gay, in the course of the book), which I value because it's complicated about sex, about the different kinds of sexual desire we feel, about the different ways they play through our lives, about the difficulty of getting to know our own feelings and desires and connecting them with the available templates and scripts. Here's an uninformative link, which serves quite well to segue into one of my general questions in this thread: to what extent is sex equated with adulthood? Is there any value in having books about sex, and its place in our lives, addressed specifically to children and/or young adults, or should sex be positioned as something that is intrinsically adult, and hence only represented in the context of adult lives?

Other questions: what good descriptions of sex have you come across in books? Were they suitable for children? Why/why not? What about bad descriptions of sex? Were they bad aesthetically, or morally, or both? What makes for good representations of sex for young people? What kinds of fictional sex would you like your younger self, or your teenage niece or nephew, or your pre-teen son or daughter, to have access to?
 
 
alas
14:42 / 19.04.06
what good descriptions of sex have you come across in books? Were they suitable for children? Why/why not? What about bad descriptions of sex? Were they bad aesthetically, or morally, or both? What makes for good representations of sex for young people? What kinds of fictional sex would you like your younger self, or your teenage niece or nephew, or your pre-teen son or daughter, to have access to?

I love this topic! I saw Nikki Giovanni speak once, at a university convocation in a big campus chapel, with a huge cross hanging over her head and all the faculty lined up in their robes and hoods in the front pews. She's a tiny, 70+ poet, who speaks without notes. And she said something like "People are always worrying whether teenagers and college students are having sex. When they ask me, I say, 'I hope they are!' But, I gotta tell you students one thing: you shouldn't have sex with someone if you don't know how they take their coffee."

It's possible that you had to be there, but it was so strange and refreshing to hear someone in a public US platform just frankly saying, without that edge of kind of voyeurism or preachy morality that often happens when adults talk about young people and sex, that bodies are built for pleasuring, pleasure is good..although the kind of anonymous sex that dominates on college campuses and in high school (at least in the US) is often not so great for people.

(BTW, There really could not possibly be worse sources of information on sexuality than those that I encountered as a youth--e.g., an illicit copy of "Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Sex" which...oh was just so awful. And made me feel just so even more freaked out than kids usually are when they first hear about, especially, any kind of penetrative intercourse.)

The tricky thing is that these books almost have to be written by adults, and when adults write about sex for kids...Well, it's just pretty hard to do well. Maybe especially in the US? (I wonder if the problems are particularly inflected in the Anglophone world?)

If it's not pure "abstinence is best" moralism, it's pretty hard for sex-writing not to have an edge of, at worst, pedophilia or, as I said above, a kind of voyeurism, to it, no? I can imagine that's what scares away writers, and even more, publishers.

(I have been intending to read Tom Wolfe's I am Charlotte Simmonds, which one reviewer I read mentioned the vaguely voyeuristic vibe he got from the book, knowing that Wolfe is this old man wandering around talking to/researching 20-somethings and sex.)

I was just reading James Baldwin's Giovanni's Room, and his description of his first teenage sex, with a boy, quite captured me. Remember, I spend most of my time reading 19th-centurly literature or earlier... I was touched by his sense of the way sex feels just at that moment when a relationship makes that turn from friendship to physical passion and all the newness of it:

"I laughed and grabbed his head as I had done God knows how many times before, when I was playing with him or when he had annoyed me. But this time when I touched him something happened in him and in me which made this touch different from any touch either of us had ever known. And he did not resist, as he usually did, but lay where I had pulled him, against my chest. And I realized that my heart was beating in an awful way and that Joey was trembling against me and the light in the room was very bright and hot. I started to move and to make some kind of joke but Joey mumbled something and I put my head down to hear. Joey raised his head and I lowered mine and we kissed, as it were, by accident. Then for the first time in my life I was really aware of another person's body, of another person's smell. We had our arms around each other. It was like holding in my hand some rare, exhausted, nearly doomed bird which I had miraculously happened to find."

I'm not sure if that works out of context, at all. But worked for me reading it yesterday because first sex does has that "never ever before" quality and the physicality--the sudden awareness of smell and the light in the room all intensifying. The melding of cliches--the heart beating--with the physical clumsiness of it all...

This is, Brokeback Mtn style, followed up with much repression and angst, but, as with that film's depiction of the rigidity of rural cultures, this first sex scene feels honest to me, as someone raised, female, with all the proscriptions against sex of any kind and yet the physical joy and guilt and pain all mixed. I would want to have read other experiences, had some sense of people having sex and not feeling just horrible about it afterwards, but this at least feels honest. I suppose it works partly because it's a first-person narrative...and, at least as an adult, I'm aware that Baldwin's writing pretty autobiographically.
 
 
Cat Chant
09:47 / 20.04.06
I have so many things to say in response to your post, alas, that I find myself (a bit paradoxically) putting off writing a response till I can do it justice - which might be after the weekend. I love the paragraph from Giovanni's Room (which I have been meaning to read since I was a teenager, in fact) and it also reminds me very strongly of slash fiction (the eroticization of uncertainty and risk, the highly emotional tone). Which, of course, is a whole new set of sexual representations by and for teenagers which just didn't exist in my day (or was harder to find, at least, because of there not being an internet and everything - and I know slash writers are and have been often extremely cagey about selling explicitly sexual paper zines to minors).

(This 'abstinence' thing seems to be taking off in the UK too, by the way - scary.)
 
 
Quantum
12:38 / 20.04.06
This 'abstinence' thing seems to be taking off in the UK too
Not in Brighton...

Echoping Deva I'm waiting to have a bigger window of opportunity to pen a quality response, but as a placemarker I'm
a)worried about the sexualisation of children in our culture
b)a firm believer in increasing children's rights and responsibilities
c)fascinated by slash as cutting edge queer theory
and d)aware that most reading kids discover sex from adult books as I did.

I will return with clearer thoughts and any good examples I can find (here's hoping, I suspect only bad examples will be available).
 
 
illmatic
20:32 / 20.04.06
This 'abstinence' thing seems to be taking off in the UK too

Really? Can you stick up a few links for that Deva? If not here, then in a Switchboard thread. Thanks. Great thread by the way. I don't have much to add beyond "Philip Pullman", not being a connoisseur of the field.
 
 
Ex
14:25 / 26.04.06
I've been trying to think of some sex in children's books that I really liked. I know that trying to find sexual descriptions was one of the things that shifted me into reading adult books - and thence into fairly bad genre writing, because you got sex in Mills and Boon Temptation, and in horror books, more often than in literary fiction.

I will rack my brains further on the books I read when younger, but here are some I've read and liked since being older:

Grow Up, Cupid June Oldham

This is one of a bunch of feminist-flavoured YA novels from Puffin Plus in the 80s. The heroine is writing a romance novel, and there's a lot of speculation as to how a relationship works/what sex should be like. This is the heroine pondering how long sex takes:

'Denis said he wasn't thinking of taking all night and
certainly that inclination was endorsed on the second ocassion, whereas Keith considered half an hour was not long enough, though there was strong evidence that he was prepared to concede principles in favour of a shorter session. I haven't had a chance to try out Rainbow Hair yet.'

I like this novel because the heroine likes sex, and is looking for someone nice to have it with in a way that doesn't preclude romance but which isn't over-invested in it. Half way through, she's trying to get off with a chap at the park (partly for research purposes):

'Denis tried to gain a purchase on the ground with his feet. The roundabout moved. Momentarily off balance, he slid over her. His chest was warm, the hairs exciting.'

But neither of them has a condom and they both shuffle off home alone. There's so much speculation about how sex works (sex manuals and romance novels are deemed misleading) but ultimately, when she settles on Rainbow Hair chap, all you get is this:

"You know, I think we can improve on Cupid Books."
And they did.


Which is both sweet, and a cop-out. And possibly, after all the discussion of positions and timings and preferences, it's admitting that there isn't a decent register in which you can write about sex - especially not for teens.

The Shadow in the North is adorable. Sally Lockheart has been resisting marrying her friend Frederick because she doesn't want to lose her independence. The recent Married Women's Property Act has meant she could keep her business, but she still hasn't been sure. But then she decides:

Then she made a little involuntary movement towards him, and within a second they were clinging tightly together, pressing their faces clumsily towards each other in the dark.

I like it because she's clearly having to nerve herself to have sex, because she knows that it will have incredible significance, but she's still the one that instigates it. And there are a lot of little sweet awkward touches. Most romance sex makes me uneasy - it seems so overloaded, and characters tend to loose their personalities - but these characters are both interesting and spirited, and that just gets enhanced by the sex bit.

I dislike it because immediately afterwards something incredibly sad of which I will not speak happens which made me cry in the supermarket queue last time I reread it.
 
 
Kiltartan Cross
15:43 / 26.04.06
Red Shift by Alan Garner.

It's a short, but very tightly woven, story which echoes the myths Tam Lin, Child Roland and the Legio IX Hispana, with frequent nods to King Lear. It's a story of madness, sex (including rape), love, rejection, berserk slaughter, murder, suicide and existential despair. For kids. It fucking rocks. Half of the unpleasantness and all of the sex is alluded to rather than explicitly described. When I read it as a kid I didn't get it, although I thought the legionaries were well cool. When I read it as a teenager, I sort-of understood. When I read it as an adult, I'm in awe. It is such a good book.
 
 
alas
21:33 / 29.04.06
Deva & Quantam: I'm intrigued by your posts and hoping you will find the time to flesh out your reactions more.

Quantam stated, in particular: Echoping Deva I'm waiting to have a bigger window of opportunity to pen a quality response, but as a placemarker I'm
a)worried about the sexualisation of children in our culture
b)a firm believer in increasing children's rights and responsibilities
c)fascinated by slash as cutting edge queer theory
and d)aware that most reading kids discover sex from adult books as I did.


I am also very concerned about the sexualization of children in our culture--their sexualization as the object of adult desires. We should hope that children have many paths available to inhabit their bodies fully, but sexualizing them as objects of adult desires cannot but distort their own coming to erotic awareness, because the power dynamics are too stark.

This may seem obvious, but I think it bears repeating: children have virtually no power in our culture beyond symbolic power--the symbolic power of "innocence" embodied, which is powerful enough to evoke complex, and simplistic, sexual responses. (As the current NAMbLA discussions on the board reveal).

But anything with huge symbolic power in our culture tends to produce simplistic readings, in my experience. So, when I get into a discussion about children and marketing--which inevitably means a discussion of sexualized messages--with my students or my relatives, say, I find children are described in blunt dichotomies they are either "too impressionable" (i.e., "unlike me!" the speaker implies, usually it's a way to assert a kind of maturity/sophistication, especially in young adults, I find--i.e., "we're impervious to ads but the poor kids aren't"), or "today children are so much more [savvy, or knowing, or aware of sexuality] than previous generations" (I.e., "when I was a kid we didn't know anything about ...").

I don't exactly buy either of these readings (which I haven't seen in this thread, by the way). They are both typically about what the speaker wants to believe about hirself, and not very insightful into children's experiences.

The key (and again obvious) facts about children are that they are physically small, usually have no independent source of wealth, and they have not experienced many key developmental stages--whether mental, emotional, or physical. They are, however, like most socio-economically weak people, typically brilliant in their intuitive understanding of power-relationships. When you don't have power, you have to be very observant and aware of those who do have power--although individuals will vary in their abilities to articulate this awareness. You don't survive without this attunement to those with power. But, because they are always in the one-down position, and inhabit the disempowered position in so many ways, children are not in a position to negotiate those stark power differences in a healthy way on their own.

I've been thinking about this a lot in relation to female development: because young women are sexualized so ubiquitously as objects of male desire it is virtually impossible to grow into sexual subjectivity as a female in this culture. I say this not to make males on this board feel defensive--although I expect it might--but to offer it as a kind of sad fact.

If you, as a female, do resist the cultural messages at any level, you're left with a tangle of feelings and sensations: you want to experience pleasure in your body, but you're aware that it's hard to disentangle "your own" pleasures from the pleasure of getting attention from someone who has power over you. (And should you have to?, you might ask. Can [or, if the girl wants to be* straight "how can"] my pleasure in a man's attention be a legitimate part of my sexuality?)

What I see in my female students and have experienced on my own is a twist on the old Freudian question: what do women want? In my experience, beyond masculine attention, many young girls don't know what they "want." And although they often understand that this desire to be the focus of the male gaze is deeply problematic, it has a deeply, overwhelmingly attractive quality and seems entangled with what it means to be heterosexual/straight...

I just realized that I think a recent book has made some of this same argument, and it has, it's the book Female Chauvinist Pigs: Women and the Rise of Raunch Culture

You can read excerpts from the book by searching inside it on amazon and reading the reviews. (I have to confess that this is another book I've been meaning to read but haven't.) But she seems to correctly assert that by and large the cultural message to teens is: "Girls have to be hot. Girls who aren't hot probably need breast implants. Once a girl is hot, she should be as close to naked as possible all the time. Guys should like it. Don't have sex."

This seems to summarize for me the basic text that most (US, anyway) children are "reading," almost all the time, today. (Although the degree to which the "breast implants" message is included per se is perhaps debatable.) It, to say the least, is part of the bad and the ugly of messages about sex directed at children, and it is UBIQUITOUS.

Parents who are most likely to shield their children from that message are probably counter-cultural in some way--hippies, academics, and, ironically perhaps, religious conservatives (I'm thinking especially of Christian, Muslim, and Jewish parents I know). The latter groups, however, typically want to go back to a very patriarchal structure.

The former groups, "progressives," i.e., people more akin to barbelithers, would like to know a different path, but are mostly feeling pretty muddled about it all, I suspect--if they're like me! And there may be interesting slash fiction out there, but it's on a web full to the brim of so much that's retrograde...and often, as Levy's book points out, retrograde under the name of "feminism" or (more likely) "post feminism"...

How is a child to find their way to what might be valuable? Can an adult writer move beyond autobiography** in this world in a way that ethically engages with children's sexuality in a real way--without running into the same power dynamic I just described vis a vis female sexuality?

I am pretty sure they can, but again, I'm not sure a US publisher would go anywhere near it...

*I say "wants to be" because the desire to be sexually "normal" is so strong that that desire is itself something to be negotiated as one works through sexual identity, beyond simply the desire "for" another person of whatever gender.

**edited to add: Wait...on second thought, autobiography directed to children that is sexually explicit might be extremely problematic. Baldwin's work is not directed at children, after all, but is describing his own adolescent experience for other adults. So I must think more here...
 
 
Cat Chant
14:45 / 30.04.06
Illmatic - I think I may, happily, have been wrong about abstinence catching on in the UK (I read an article in Take a Break a year or so ago saying that it was a Good Thing, but I think they were just lobbying rather than reporting an actual shift in educational/Governmental policy). I've bumped this Switchboard thread with the little information I could find - mainly about a Northern-Ireland-based charity which visits schools to promote abstinence, but has failed to get any govt funding.

alas and Ex, what splendid posts, thank you. I will come back to this with some more substantial thoughts today or tomorrow.
 
 
Cat Chant
21:25 / 30.04.06
But in the meantime, a link, mostly for my reference, to an interview with PJ Hogan about the Peter Pan movie which I saw for the first time today and which is a stunning piece of fiction about sex for kids (the relevant bit is the director saying:

When you cast an actual 12-year-old boy to play the part of Peter Pan and cast a 12-year-old girl to play the part of Wendy, something that I think never happens on stage… because the part, traditionally on stage, is played by a middle-aged woman… happens. And, as you've got a boy and girl opposite each other, they're 12 years old… they had their chemistry. But, it had nothing to do with us. Sometimes, I just felt like I was recording what was happening between the two of them.
 
  
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