We have proven the gender difference is neural, cellular, bio-electrical, socio-emotional, and hydraulic. Our brains are different, our bone mass is different, our hair growth patterns are different. Over and over we seek to quantify the abyss between men and women.
Book #9 in my collection is the second potcentric sexotic fictional memoir, Stoner’s Bone of Contention, and the narrator examines this gap by diving in.
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There is not a mere gap between the genders, there is an abyss.
a•byss [uh-bis] – noun
- a deep, immeasurable space, gulf, or cavity; vast chasm.
- anything profound, unfathomable, or infinite: the abyss of time.
- (in ancient cosmogony)
- the primal chaos before Creation.
- the infernal regions; hell.
- a subterranean ocean.
You have either been in the abyss or you have not. You might have approached it, examined its edges, sniffed its presence, licked its periphery, but in fact you have either been taken into the abyss between ♂ ♀ or you have not. Virgin or not. We’ve held to that distinction in our life experiences for recorded history. Then we invented all sorts of words to specify how far from virgin you become over time.
Clarifying further, ♂ v. ♀ draws deeper into the elemental differences as if to reflect the polarity of copper and iron. They can be alloys but one does not consume the other (watch for phases). This dichotomy whether of metals or humans can be a topic of conversation but it is not amenable to fundamental change. It is what it is. We are equal but we are not the same.
I am enchanted by the abyss, by that divide between sides, us men and those women. Gays, transgender, spinsters, priests… these folks are straddling a high-wire over the natural canyon of gender, locking into unusual configurations, unable to actually descend fully and freely (and frequently) to that most profound sensation of merging flesh interlocked by nature. I am fully formed and at peace with my choices. Confused people may stumble into the abyss, tumbling down along its edges. Abyss dwellers aim for the deep center of the breach where there is no resistance. To meet in the canyon between genders you must go all the way to the floor to connect with someone(s) from the other side who also descended there. Roiling in the gorge, we surrender to greater forces, the inevitable gravity of sexual connection. We always fall deeper once we tear away our fact-jackets and surrender to our brain-driven bodies.
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Erotica, at least the hetero expression, brings focus to the difference in design and motive between the genders even as it shows the human unity in acts of sex∞love. The neutral fact of gender difference was exploited when men took hold of many “powers” of life (money, property, law) specifically acting as men and more pointedly declaring themselves self-evidently superior versions of the human being. We can’t untangle that now, together we advanced over time and for that we should be grateful. Whatever it took to get us to this point has bred a curious, inventive population. We have such talents! We can re-balance. Men were quick to take the big things on like government, commerce, war, but less willing to do the small every-day (every single damn day) stuff like parenting and citizenship. We’re better off blending our strengths, yin-yang, like twining varieties of ivy. You can’t let one choke the other. If you buy the Adam and Eve story then man is the prototype and woman is the archetype. We can parry and thrust all day about it. That can be entertaining. Doesn’t change anything.
What we cannot ignore is the outcome of the current value system that has millions of US citizens in jail, tens of millions of US minors living in poverty, and soul-crushing tax debt for our heirs. This is economic mayhem systematized into bureaucracies. Shame on us for following such uncouth leadership.
Violence is still one essential difference in the genders.
“Men are afraid women will laugh at them. Women are afraid men will kill them.
— Nicola Griffith, Hild
The fact is some men will kill women for laughing at them – how dare she! (And some women do have vicious laughs.) What we need to do is separate the BIG goal of gender parity from the IMMEDIATE goal of gender détente. Between individuals there can be accord; we meet and mate as individuals. Any bonded pair that thinks either member is weaker than the other based on gender will struggle for balance over time. For love to work, there must be thoughtful consideration given to both sides of the bargain.
“He felt protective of her. Not because she was weak but because in her strength she was precious.”
— Jeromeo Clover – narrator/character by Kathleen K.
“A beautifully woven novel about an unusual boy… and how he learns to be a father, without having really been a son.
A comical, honest love story between two lost souls who complete each other.”
— Kirkus Reviews Jan 2013
The “family” fascinates us, we spy on the workings of our friends and neighbors, gleaning strategy for our own household dance. My kind of readers like to slip into the world of a book, they want to believe and experience the chances and choices as circumstances evolve. I let the story roll forward, characters wither or thrive, not everybody wins.
I offer my readers a sense of perspective that does not dismiss all men as brutes nor revere all women as sainted. Life is much more interesting than that. There are underlying themes of duty and honor that run through yet each book establishes a world of its own: a tow truck driver and the women who love him, an empty-nester mom with a second chance at love, a sociable voyeur, a fatherless heir to a family fortune in the hands of her selfish uncle.
I invite you to read.
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