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Lux Alptraum of BOINKOLOGY answers whether the world needs more sex writers.

The issue here, as far as I’m concerned, is not so much how many sex writers there are, but what kind of discourse we’re conducting about sex. The truth is, there’s only room for so many Carrie Bradshaws (ideally, none, or close to it): but Carrie Bradshaw is not the be-all, end-all, of sex writing.

To assume that writing about sex means writing about our own relationships, or writing solely about relationships, period, is to see sex as a limited, boring, sad little topic. That’s not the case, as far as I’m concerned: far from it. Sex is a vast, diverse, fascinating topic; an expansive area that’s ripe for exploration, discussion, and commentary (insightful and otherwise). The problem isn’t that we have too many sex writers; it’s that we have too limited an idea of what sex writing is.

Sex is everywhere, sex permeates everything. Sex shapes our movies, our music, our sports, our literature; sex drives our science and frames our political agendas. Sex is a huge part of our lives — and if we could just own up to that, and respect that, well, we could start having discussions about sex that are anything but tired, boring, or played out.

She said it here.

Agreed. The real question isn’t why write or blog about sex. I always say the real question is why aren’t more people doing it?

You see this a lot with people who fret that they’d be a bad sex blogger because their own sex lives aren’t that exciting, or because they don’t want to blog about their own sex lives, or because they haven’t had sex often enough (or, even, haven’t had it at all, or, even, don’t intend to have it till graduation or a certain age or marriage, or, even have no intention of ever having it at all.) Because there’s… look, there’s just more to sex than having sex!