No, this isn’t about you.
This is about Britain’s annual Literary Review award ~ and this year’s honor goes to Manil Suri for his scene in The City of Devi.
Surely supernovas explode that instant, somewhere, in some galaxy. The hut vanishes, and with it the sea and the sands – only Karun’s body, locked with mine, remains. We streak like superheroes past suns and solar systems, we dive through shoals of quarks and atomic nuclei. In celebration of our breakthrough fourth star, statisticians the world over rejoice.
It sounds pretty painful, especially the shoal-diving. But it’s hard to write a good sex scene… they all start sounding the same after a while. In my latest novel (from NaNo and not a romance per se), I did a fade to black. YES, I CONFESS. I did the fade. But it’s better than summoning a team of statisticians to help out, I’m pretty sure.