Wifey by Judy Blume

I’m a believer in the importance of writing about bad sex. Not naughty-sexy bad. Not violent-disturbing bad. Just awkward, uncomfortable, let’s-just-get-this-over-with bad sex. Maybe it’s because I’m a realist at heart (albeit wrapped in a tattered blanket of idealism). The thing is, most books, movies, and TV shows present sex …