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The trailblazing memoirist and author of Henry & June recounts her relationships with Henry Miller and others-including her own father. Writing with uncensored white heat, Anaïs Nin's diaries were like a broad-minded confidante with whom she shared the liberating psychosexual dramas of her life. In this continuation of her notorious Henry & June, she recounts a particularly turbulent period between 1932 and 1934, and the men who dominated it: her protective husband, her therapist, the poet Antonin Artaud, and most consuming of all, novelist Henry Miller, a man whose genius was so demonic, said Anaïs, it could drive people insane. Here too, recounted in extraordinary detail, is the sexual affair she had with her father. At once loving, exciting, and vengeful, it was the ultimate social transgression for which Anaïs would eventually seek absolution from her analysts.… (altro)
i've been reading Nin since i was a teen. i am so relieved i did not get to Incest until now. Velvet coated filth and the mania of unable to find your cigarettes or brushes and your bag is too full and what lover, disaster, am i tonight? perhaps my favorite of hers. ( )
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My yieldingness to Henry is lost into the moist softness of him so wholly that all I know is just woman and penis, as if we were within the womb, both of us, swimming in rolling flesh and moisture which gives that supreme silkiness, a sensation which is the climax of all one experiences when naked in water, when touching silk, when vibrating in orgasm. It is that nakedness, that darkness, that blinding flesh-and-moisture feeling which is sex—from which I rise as from the most magic bath. And there is no end—for days I am still living in flesh-perception; for days life doesn't go to my head, it touches and surrounds me exactly as he touches me; life is a continuation of his caresses. He leaves the imprint of his flesh-visit on my skin, in my womb, and for days all I know is my legs. No world in the head ... world between the legs ... the dark, moist, live world.
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The trailblazing memoirist and author of Henry & June recounts her relationships with Henry Miller and others-including her own father. Writing with uncensored white heat, Anaïs Nin's diaries were like a broad-minded confidante with whom she shared the liberating psychosexual dramas of her life. In this continuation of her notorious Henry & June, she recounts a particularly turbulent period between 1932 and 1934, and the men who dominated it: her protective husband, her therapist, the poet Antonin Artaud, and most consuming of all, novelist Henry Miller, a man whose genius was so demonic, said Anaïs, it could drive people insane. Here too, recounted in extraordinary detail, is the sexual affair she had with her father. At once loving, exciting, and vengeful, it was the ultimate social transgression for which Anaïs would eventually seek absolution from her analysts.
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