I noticed that in most of the novels I've read there is a general trend for women in literature to be extremely sexual. I don't understand this because women in real life are not like this.
Example #1:
Beebo Brinker By Ann Bannon
Beebo sleeps with Paula then Venus and had a fling with Mona. Beebo is 18, and in the novel she's described to have fallen in love with Mona then Paula then Venus then Paula again. It's impossible to fall in love with with so many women in a short period of time.
Venus also sleeps with countless of men before meeting Beebo.
And these hookups happen in a snap of a finger as well, as if they're just that horny and their desires are so uncontrollable they take the plunge without even thinking about it first.
Example #2:
In the Skin of a Lion By Michael Ondaatje
Clara sleeps with Patrick even though she's miserable and hungover Ambrose. Later when she reunites with Ambrose she meets up with Patrick again and they sleep together while Patrick is injured from being burned alive by Ambrose. This seems slightly insane.
Anyway, my favourite is Who Do You Think You Are By Alice Munro
The protagonist, Rose, not only is highly sexual but every time she finally decides to have a fling with a guy her plans get thwarted and her sexual desires are repressed and never falls through. This seems more realistic.
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