On the other side of the literary phenomenon of "standard" genres, we can always find other types of phenomena that are equally successful only by sharpening every argument that passes through their hands. Naomi Casquet is a narrative irruption at the height of Elisabet benavent (to quote another writer practically contemporary), only that thematically it resembles a chestnut as much as an egg. And therein lies the magic and the grace of creativity. Taste is in variety and synthesis in extremes.
The truth is that precisely because of its open, ungraspable nature, literature always needs a deep substratum, unattainable at its deepest level. This is how the most constructive creativity ends up sprouting that fertilizes all kinds of ideas. In the case of Casquet, his feminism becomes critical, marginal narratives, to further blur the stereotypes that have become totems to be overthrown.
But beyond that feminist narrative in the most vindictive and even transgressive sense, Noemà also addresses many other approaches that a self-respecting modern society must begin to refloat from the sewers of conscience. Sex, drugs and rock and roll literature version of our days…
Top 3 recommended books by Noemi Casquet
Bad Woman: The Revolution That Will Set You Free
The explicit recognition of what is bad is liberating to confront precisely the one who puts the label assumed from an archaic morality.
The bad woman recognizes that she is bad in the conscience of the observer on duty and in her pride demonstrates the total lack of consideration towards that constrained and constipated way of thinking. The problem is that moral corsets are still very popular to contain the disguise of modernity. No liberation greater than that undertaken from the most intimate sphere. Nothing is more enriching for the spirit and even the soul than the enjoyment of the most divine and carnal sex.
After seeing her account censored by Instagram and her voice silenced on multiple occasions, Noemà Casquet launches her powerful message through this book: “Among all the things I could choose, I chose to be free. The journey I made inside was an experience and a learning experience for me. That, mixed with years of investigation in the sexual field as a journalist, has led me to be who I am: a bad woman. " Welcome to this coven, sister. You are welcome, bad woman.
Bitches
Once the scope of the shock wave of the liberating earthquake has been discovered, it never hurts to keep the epicenter active with aftershocks that continue to open the gap where taboos, archaic principles and narrow morals fall.
From here the novelistic version of a Naomi was born, willing to extend her ideas in a book format that seems to support freedom of opinion better than the supermodern social networks ... You have never read an erotic novel like this. A novel in which three women -Alicia, Diana and Emily: keep their names because you won't be able to forget them- decide to form a club to fulfill all their sexual fantasies, beyond any pre-established limit.
«We are bitches, bad, free. We are the temptation. We are the owners of our body and our wings. The one that we touch where and when we want. We are the ones who shout in the streets and moan into the pillows. We paint our lips red and leave the lower ones open to explode with pleasure. Those you used to call bitches now fuck with liberation. »You have in your hands a novel that empowers and liberates; a novel for courageous readers willing to discover who they really are and not who others want them to be.
free
The closing of a trilogy that usually concludes in this format in three to comprehensively address a topic. But the eroticism, sexuality and its infinity of prisms always approached in a suggestive way, at times disturbing and always claiming an absolutely free sexuality would give much more.
Only when we make mistakes many times, when we experiment with our pleasure until we leave no corner to discover, only then can we flow. The three girls decide to fulfill Emily's latest fantasy - a trip to Cap d'Agde, the capital of nudism and swinging - before Diana makes a big decision and Alicia dares to face her polyamorous relationship with Ricardo and Leo. Because freedom has consequences and sometimes implies letting go; because the power of sex is the beginning of personal expansion; because loving someone who is free can be difficult, but it is also much more real.
We looked into each other's eyes at that moment. That fucking moment. We are present, being human, natural. Being union. Collapsing the rhythms of the universe. Vibrating so high that I barely touched the ground. And desire is personified riding on top of her body. We scream, we moan, we sweat. This is sex, a weapon of massive revolution of emotions and feelings. And that is the place where I am free.
