I recently read—or rather, skimmed—a book I got out of the library entitled Love and Trouble, by Claire Dederer. I’d grabbed it from the library shelf without really studying it because I was in a hurry and the title intrigued me.
But it actually wasn’t about love and it wasn’t so much about trouble, either. It was a slightly-interesting self-description of the life and times of a certain type of person. Call her a sexaholic or whatever the term-du-jour might be these days, but Dederer appears to be someone who is compulsively, repetitively sexual, and who cares little about such niceties as who her partners (one at a time, by the way, at least in her case) might be.
Why would I read such a book? Well, I didn’t know it was about that at first. Then, I kept waiting for the explanation and the insight, because the author (who was in her 40s when the book was written, married and faithful to her now-husband and struggling against the temptation to return to the old ways of her extremely promiscuous single days) is certainly intelligent and a pretty decent writer in terms of technical skill.
But no such luck. It was a puzzling and (to me) somewhat repellent memoir that showed little emotion except depression and even less self-awareness.
So why am I writing about the book? The part of the book I found especially interesting was the author’s depiction of herself as virtually irresistible. No, she doesn’t use that exact word. But time and again she describes how men (and some women) come on to her continually and everywhere–in the street, at parties, in classes.
It seems this forty-something woman can barely leave her home without being besieged by propositions and flirts. It’s as though she’s sending out strong sexual smoke signals, smells or pheromones or some other powerful je ne sais quoi.
This is a phenomenon I believe can happen with some women, because I’ve observed it. Over my lifetime I’ve had several friends and/or acquaintances who describe people as almost universally reacting to them exactly that way. I’ve personally witnessed some of it (not directed at me; my conquests have been a far more modest number). And—as with Dederer, from her photo on the book jacket—these people don’t seem (to me, at least) any more attractive, any nicer, any funnier, any more charming, any more anything I can detect, than most other women. Nor do the ones I know dress provocatively, or even act in an obviously provocative way.
It’s something else, and I’m not sure exactly what, because the ones I know have no distinguishing characteristics I can discern that would explain it.
I once read a biography of Ava Gardner. Now she (unlike the women I’m describing) was absolutely gorgeous. She was also a hypersexual person. And it seems very telling to me that Gardner is quoted as having said, “In bed, I’ve always known I’m on safe ground.”
I don’t think the majority of women would say that about sex in their single years. I don’t even think the majority of men would say it. Women and men may like sex and want sex, but “safe ground”? And with a succession of strangers? That experience of sex with a succession of near-strangers may be many things to many people, but I don’t think most women, anyway, would describe one of those things as a feeling of safety.
But I believe Ava Gardner sincerely felt she could do no wrong in bed and that it was therefore a very very safe place for her. And in her book Dederer describes herself in very similar terms—sex is the thing she’s best at, the place she feels safe and also powerful no matter who’s her bed partner. And she’s drawn to having this experience again and again and again, with a great variety of men.
You might think her story is a simple one, as in, “She’s just a slut.” Maybe you also think her problem is lack of religion. But I don’t see it that way. The vast majority of people without religion don’t act like Dederer, and there are plenty of people who are religious who struggle against the same sort of thing and lose the struggle.
No, I think something else is going on, but reading the book gave me no insight as to what it might be.
