Hyde and Eroticism
A quick one to say Iβve been thinking a lot about the different subtitles theyβve slapped on Lewis Hydeβs The Gift through the years, mostly because it was only this year I learned that the original 1983 edition looked like this:

I LOVE IT. WHY DID THEY CHANGE IT. WHAT GIVES.
The whole thing is a far cry from 2019βs:

As well as the copy I first encountered (published in 2007), which features a third option:

Which isβ¦fine? Itβs fine.
BUT WHO BURIED THE LEDE ON THE EROTIC LIFE OF PROPERTY?!
Audre Lorde originally presented βUses of the Erotic: The Erotic as Powerβ as a paper in 1978, but it wasnβt published in Sister Outsider until 1984βjust one year after the first edition of The Gift came out.

I wonder about this post-70s literary landscape, everything still reverberating with the energy of the 60s, the explosive visibility of sexuality in American youth culture, the rising tide of queer voicesβbut also the broader definition of eroticism.
I just re-read Katherine Angelβs Unmastered: a Book on Desire, Most Difficult to Tell, which I picked up after Tomorrow Sex Will Be Good Again. Her exploration of eroticism veers more towards the question of what to do with desire that resists being codified, named, and negotiated in explicit terms. How do we reckon with consent culture alongside the lure of the unknown? What of discovery? What of the secret third thing?
Kate Wagner coming in at the right moment here with this essay:
A situational eroticism is what is needed now, in our literalist times. [β¦] Arousal is a matter of the self, which takes place within the body, a space no one can see into. It is often a mystery, a surprise, a discovery. It can happen at a small scale, say, the frisson of two sets of fingers in oneβs hair at once. It is beautiful, unplanned and does not judge itself because it is an inert sensation, unimbued with premeditated meaning. This should liberate rather than frighten us. Maybe what it means doesnβt matter. Maybe we donβt have to justify it even to ourselves.Β
This draft has been languishing because I donβt have a neat bow to slap on the end of this. If thereβs anything Iβm thinking of, though, itβs that Hyde (or his publisher) wasnβt wrong to foreground eroticism in that first edition of the book. Eroticism is creativity, and neither are as much work as they are play.






