The Sexual Life of Catherine M.

I've never read such a boring and pretentious description of sex. This was so dry and vanilla, and the author described everything so clinically that I felt entirely removed from the story. Some of the rationalizations were interesting, and this could have been something really sexy, but it just didn't get there b

Huh. I don't know that I have much to compare this book to...I don't usually read memoirs of a life spent having group sex combined with contemporary art criticism.

On the one hand, Millet failed to convince me that she has a healthy amount of self-esteem. On the other hand, who does, and who am I to judge? So, despite being skeeved out by some of the more graphic images (what a t-shirt that would make...this is your snatch after twenty guys who didn't use condoms...YUCK), she held my attention with some of her musings on masturbation, how childhood affects adult sexuality, and how our feelings of corporeality (is that a word?) relate to sex.

I'd only recommend it if you're feeling adventurous.