"Women are capable of powerful, transcendental pleasure, but that fact has not just been lost, it hasn't been respected at all. Women's sexual pleasure has been suppressed, feared, denied and punished over thousands of years, and women have been murdered and mutilated because of it" (p. 103).
Wow, what a refreshing book! This month, I attended the Unbound proof party at Cheltenham Literature Festival, where Lucy-Anne was one of the authors, discussing her imminent memoir. The event was memorable for a few reasons, one of them being the response that it elicited from an older lady, who was sharing the table I was sitting at: she clearly didn't approve of such a book. But, for me, this event will be memorable as the time that I accidentally came across a book that I was perhaps waiting years to read, whether I realised it or not.
Holmes has written a very honest memoir about her journey to discover her own sexuality, or perhaps at least, more about her sexuality. She starts by explaining how she came to write the book; in her own words, this was as a result of a shocking discovery when looking at internet porn, trying to find something to arouse her. Instead of finding arousal, she found herself thinking about her nieces, growing into young women, and what our current society is 'feeding' to them, in regards to sex and sexuality. This then led her to re-evaluate her own sex life; specifically, just how much she had actively considered her own sexuality and pleasure when it came to sex. What we then have is a very frank, funny, astute and intelligent journey as Holmes explores her own sexuality. Within this, Holmes makes excellent points around how society and culture shapes sexuality, but also how a media governed by heterosexual men, affects wider perceptions of sex and sexuality, because they are feeding us sex as though we are all heterosexual men.
As a woman, I found that there were many times throughout this book where I found myself relating to what Holmes was saying, feeling, experiencing and expressing. I actually keep a handwritten book journal, where I transcribe favourite quotes from the books that I have read. For this book, there were far too many that I would have liked to copy. I found myself reading out passages of it to my boyfriend, as I found sections that expressed exactly what I had felt in the past, but in a much more coherent, eloquent way!
There is such a lot here to consider, and to take - as a counsellor who has worked with survivors of sexual abuse, consent has always been something that I am familiar with but here, in a section on BDSM, there is an explanation of the consent wheel, which is just fabulous. It takes the idea of explicit consent much further, also demonstrating that within sexual encounters, each partner can slide between the various stages of the wheel throughout their encounter.
Personally, I think this is an absolute success. Holmes should be applauded for her honesty, her sensitivity and her humanity in exploring a subject that seems to be everywhere around us, yet at the same time everyone is embarrassed to talk about. I will be recommending it to my female friends - and, despite what the older lady that I was sat next to in Cheltenham seemed to suggest, I think that men could get a lot from this memoir too!