Vagina: A New Biography

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An astonishing work of cutting-edge science and cultural history that radically reframes how we understand the vagina—and consequently, how we understand women—from one of our most respected cultural critics and thinkers, Naomi Wolf, author of the modern classic The Beauty Myth.

When an unexpected medical crisis sends Naomi Wolf on a deeply personal journey to tease out the intersections between sexuality and creativity, she discovers, much to her own astonishment, an increasing...

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Overview

An astonishing work of cutting-edge science and cultural history that radically reframes how we understand the vagina—and consequently, how we understand women—from one of our most respected cultural critics and thinkers, Naomi Wolf, author of the modern classic The Beauty Myth.

When an unexpected medical crisis sends Naomi Wolf on a deeply personal journey to tease out the intersections between sexuality and creativity, she discovers, much to her own astonishment, an increasing body of scientific evidence that suggests that the vagina is not merely flesh, but an intrinsic component of the female brain—and thus has a fundamental connection to female consciousness itself.

Utterly enthralling and totally fascinating, Vagina: A New Biography draws on this set of insights about "the mind-vagina connection" to reveal new information about what women really need, and considers what a sexual relationship—and a relationship to the self—transformed by these insights could look like.

Exhilarating and groundbreaking, Vagina: A New Biography combines rigorous science, explained for lay readers, with cultural history and deeply personal considerations of the role of female desire in female identity, creativity, and confidence, from interviewees of all walks of life. Heralded by Publishers Weekly as one of the best science books of the year, it is a provocative and deeply engaging book that elucidates the ties between a woman's experience of her vagina and her sense of self; her impulses, dreams, and courage; and her role in love and in society in completely new and revelatory ways sure to provoke impassioned conversation.

A brilliant and nuanced synthesis of physiology, history, and cultural criticism, Vagina: A New Biography explores the physical, political, and spiritual implications of this startling series of new scientific breakthroughs for women and for society as a whole, from a writer whose conviction and keen intelligence have propelled her works to the tops of bestseller lists, and firmly into the realms of modern classics.

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Publishers Weekly
The latest from bestselling feminist author Wolf (The Beauty Myth) begins with her “traumatic loss” of the “experience of sex as being incredibly emotionally meaningful.” Although still orgasmic, the depressed Wolf reaches out to her gynecologist, who diagnoses her with a damaged pelvic nerve. Corrective surgery, which includes having a 17-inch metal plate implanted in her back, happily restores her ecstatic orgasms and creative powers, and inspires this investigation. Defining the vagina as “the entire female sex organ, from labia to clitoris to cervix,” Wolf investigates the science of female sexuality, including new findings showing a powerful connection between the vagina and brain. Citing history, science, Tantra, and her own online questionnaires, Wolf concludes that the vagina is “the delivery system for the states of mind that we call confidence, liberation, self-realization, and even mysticism in women.” Neither scientist, sociologist, sex-educator, physiologist, nor psychologist herself, reporter Wolf draws liberally and uncritically from work in those fields. Her study of Western science is amplified by her own startling “Tantric explorations.” She offers “points of exploration” for pleasuring a woman, which she calls the “Goddess Array,” a series of surprisingly mundane suggestions: bring her flowers; dim the lights; relax her; hug her; cuddle her; take her slow dancing. Her last words call up the chant of teenage girls, at a high school assembly in Manhattan: “ ‘Vagina vagina vagina.’” Indeed. Agent: John Brockman, Brockman, Inc. (Sept.)
Library Journal
The familiar exhortation for women to overcome physical shame forms a major part of Wolf's absorbing book. What is startling is her framing of the material in terms of little-known medical facts that upend conventional ideas of sexual satisfaction and its effect on women's creativity. Wolf (The Beauty Myth) starts with the diminishment of her previously reliable sexual response. An offhand remark from a gynecologist shocked Wolf. He mentioned that different types and intensities of female orgasm are neither markers of sexual maturity nor of how well a woman has rejected male dominance, etc. Rather they point to variations in neural wiring, which Wolf embraces as a "much less mysterious and value-laden message about female sexuality." This epiphany sets the author on a tour of social, historical, literary, musical, and (mainly heterosexual) intimate-partnership views of women's sexual existences. Readers may cringe at discussions of Tantric sex and of the Goddess Array, and will be surprised at the lack of focus on giving birth. They will, however, appreciate the investigation of topics as disparate as why rape is frequently a weapon of war and why porn addiction is so common and sexually disabling. VERDICT A must for men and women, this triumph in accessible science and absorbing memoir belongs in public libraries as well as in academic collections serving history, sociology, women's studies, and medical programs.—Henrietta Thornton-Verma, Library Journal and School Library Journal
Library Journal
Looking into the relationship between sex and creativity, Wolf discovered a wealth of evidence showing that the vagina is not just flesh but intimately bound to the female brain and hence female consciousness, which has made the historical control of the female body crippling in every sense. Wolf is always provocative and always a best seller. With a 60,000-copy first printing.
Kirkus Reviews
Cultural commentator Wolf (Give Me Liberty: A Handbook for American Revolutionaries, 2008, etc.) explores the effect of new neurobiological discoveries on our understanding of female sexuality. When the author began noticing her own distressingly diminished sexual response at age 46, she visited a gynecologist, who diagnosed her with an impacted pelvic nerve. Since this nerve connects women's genitalia to their brains, any damage to it can lead to sexual dysfunction or pain. After recovering from surgery and regaining sexual pleasure, Wolf set out to document the mind-body link with the goal of informing women of the crucial role that neurology plays not only in their sex lives, but also in fostering their creativity and sense of well-being. The author undoubtedly has good intentions, but her propensity to seek out research that mirrors her own beliefs too often reduces the wide scope of female sexuality to a one-size-fits-all approach. Wolf also frequently uses New Age terms like "Goddess Array" to describe the sexual techniques she claims all women crave, and she falls victim to tantric sexual healers whom skeptical readers will regard as mere charlatans. Wolf's tendency to ascribe independent consciousness to the vagina as an alternately traumatized, depressed and sacred site further stretches her credibility. However, the author takes a more measured approach in the second section, a fascinating history of the way that various cultures have viewed the vagina throughout history. Even here, though, she emphasizes the belief that many ancient societies worshiped the vagina, despite the fact that anthropologists have largely debunked this theory. The author also cites informal polls and questionnaires on her Facebook page as evidence for her hypotheses. An unwieldy attempt to graft science onto a personal memoir/sexual-advice manual.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780061989162
  • Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
  • Publication date: 9/11/2012
  • Pages: 381
  • Sales rank: 187,489
  • Product dimensions: 9.00 (w) x 6.40 (h) x 1.40 (d)

Meet the Author

Naomi Wolf is the author of seven books, including the New York Times bestsellers The Beauty Myth, Promiscuities, Misconceptions, The End of America, and Give Me Liberty. She writes for the New Republic, Time, the Wall Street Journal, the New York Times, Huffington Post, Al Jazeera, La Repubblica, and the Sunday Times (London), among many other publications. She lives with her family in New York City.

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Vagina

A New Biography


By Naomi Wolf

HarperCollins Publishers

Copyright © 2012 Naomi Wolf
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-0-06-198916-2


Excerpt

CHAPTER 1

Meet Your Incredible Pelvic Nerve

The poetic, the scientific, the erotic - why should the imagination care which master it served?

- Ian McEwan, "Solar"

Spring 2009 was beautiful. I was emotionally and sexually happy, intellectually excited, and newly in love. But it was a spring in which I also, slowly, started to realize that something was becoming terribly wrong with me.

I was forty-six. I was in a relationship with a man who was extremely well suited to me in various ways. For two years, he had given me great emotional and physical happiness. I have never had difficulty with sexual responsiveness, and all had been well in that regard. But almost imperceptibly, I began to notice a change.

I had always been able to have clitoral orgasms; and in my thirties, I had also learned to have what would probably be called "blended" or clitoral/vaginal orgasms, which added what seemed to be another psychological dimension to the experience. I had always experienced a post-coital rush of good emotional and physical feelings.

After lovemaking, as I grew older, usually, after orgasm, I would see colors as if they were brighter; and the details of the beauty of the natural world would seem sharper and more compelling. I would feel the connections between things more distinctly for a few hours afterward; my mood would lift, and I would become chattier and more energized.

But gradually, I became aware that this was changing. I was slowly but steadily losing sensation inside my body. That was not the worst of it. To my astonishment and dismay, while my clitoral orgasms were as strong and pleasurable as ever, something very different than usual was happening, after sex, to my mind.

I realized one day, as I gazed out on the treetops outside the bedroom of our little cottage upstate, that the usual post-coital rush of a sense of vitality infusing the world, of delight with myself and with all around me, and of creative energy rushing through everything alive, was no longer following the physical pleasure I had certainly experienced. I started to notice that sex was increasingly just about that physical pleasure. It still felt really good, but I increasingly did not experience sex as being incredibly emotionally meaningful. I wanted it physically - it was a hunger and a repletion - but I no longer experienced it in a poetic dimension; I no longer felt it as being vitally connected to everything else in my life. I had lost the rush of seeing the connections between things; instead, things seemed discrete and unrelated to me in a way that was atypical for me; and colors were just colors - they did not seem heightened after lovemaking any longer. I wondered: What is happening to me? Although nothing else in my life was going wrong - and though my relationship continued to be wonderful - I began to feel a sense of depression; then, underneath everything, a sense of despair. It was like a horror movie, as the light and sparkle of the world dialed downward and downward - now, not just after lovemaking, but in everyday existence. The internal numbness was progressing. I could not pretend I was imagining it. An emotional numbness progressed inexorably alongside it. I felt I was losing, somehow, what made me a woman, and that I could not face living in this condition for the rest of my life.

I could not figure out, from anything I had researched, what could possibly be causing this incredible, traumatic loss. One late night, sitting by the cold iron wood stove, alone, frantic with questions, and feeling hopeless, I began literally bargaining with the universe, as one does in times of great crisis. I actually prayed, proposing a deal: if God (or whoever was listening; I would go with anyone who was willing to take the call) would somehow heal me - somehow restore what I had lost - and if I learned anything worth knowing in the process, I would write about it - if there was the least chance that what I had learned could possibly help anyone else.

With a heavy heart - afraid to hear that nothing could be done for me - I made an appointment with my gynecologist, Dr. Deborah Coady. In this I was extremely fortunate, since she is one of the very few physicians who specialize in the aspects of the female body that, it would turn out, I was being affected by: problems with the pelvic nerve.

Dr. Coady is a lovely woman in her forties, with soft light brown hair that falls to her shoulders, and a face that has a certain expression of gentle fatigue and receptivity to others' pain. Because of her specialty in female pelvic nerve disorders, and, in particular, in one of its painful variants, which thankfully I did not have, called "vulvodynia," she often sees women who are experiencing a broad range of suffering. This has made her unusually careful and compassionate.

Dr. Coady examined me, asked questions in a quiet voice, and finally told me she believed I was suffering numbness from nerve compression. I was so panicked at this point about what I was losing in terms of the emotional dimensions of my life and my sexuality - and so terrified of losing any more - that she took me into her private office.

There, in an effort to reassure me, she showed me two "Netter images" - beautifully drawn full color anatomical illustrations. Frank Netter was a gifted medical illustrator, whose images of various parts of the human body are visual classics, collected by some neurologists, gynecologists, and other specialists, to help them explain abstract medical realities, in a vivid way, to their patients. The first image depicted the way that the pelvic nerves in women branch out to the base of the spinal cord. Another showed how a branch, which originates in the clitoris and dorsal and clitoral nerve, arches elegantly to branch to the spinal cord, while other branches curve sinuously, originating in the vagina and also in the cervix. The nerve branches from the clitoris and vagina go to the larger pudendal nerve, whereas the nerve branch originating from the cervix goes to the larger pelvic nerve. All of this complexity, I would learn later, gives women several different areas in their pelvises from which orgasms can be produced, and all of these connect to the spinal cord and then up to the brain.

Dr. Coady suspected that my problem was a spinal compression of one of the latter branches.

But she wanted to assure me that because of the way women were wired, no matter how bad the spinal compression that she suspected I had might prove to be, I would never lose the ability to have an orgasm, from the clitoris. Minimally comforted, I left her office, with an appointment for an MRI, and a referral to Dr. Jeffrey Cole, New York's pelvic nerve man.

I met with Dr. Cole at the Kessler Institute for Rehabilitation, which he helps to lead, in Orange, New Jersey. A calm, quietly amusing man, with an old-fashioned, reassuring manner, he had looked at my initial x-rays, had examined my posture as I stood before him, and then had urgently written me a prescription for a hideous black back brace.

Two weeks later, I went back for a follow-up visit with Dr. Cole. Azaleas were now in bloom - it was still the loveliest part of the spring - but I felt almost faint as I sped into the suburbs in the back seat of a battered taxi. I was also very uncomfortable, since, for the past two weeks, I had been wearing the prescribed back brace. It extended from above my hips to below my rib cage, and it made me sit up perfectly straight.

I was really scared to hear what Dr. Cole had to say, since I knew he now had my MRI results. The MRI, Dr. Cole informed me, showed that I had lower back degenerative spinal disease: my vertebrae were crumbling and compressed against each other. I was very surprised, having never had any pain, or any problem with my back at all.

He startled me by showing me the additional x-rays he had taken during the last appointment; there was no way to miss or misread it: on "L6 and S1," my lower back, my spinal column was like a child's tower of blocks that had slid, at a certain point, exactly halfway off central alignment - so that half of each stack of vertebrae was in contact with the other, but half of each ended in space.

I dressed and sat in Dr. Cole's consultation office. He put me through an unexpectedly tough and direct interview: "Did you ever have a blow to your lower back?" "Did anything ever strike your lower back?" He said it was a serious injury and that I must have some memory of having sustained it. I repeated that I had no memory of any such trauma. When I finally realized what he might also be asking, I confirmed that no one had ever hit me.

But after about five minutes of this back and forth, I realized that yes, I had indeed once suffered a blow. In my early twenties, I had lost my footing in a department store, fallen down a flight of stairs, and landed on my back. I hadn't felt much pain, but I had felt shaken. An ambulance had arrived; I had been taken to St. Vincent's Hospital and x-rayed. But nothing had been found to be the matter, and I had been released.

Dr. Cole took in the information and ordered another series of images - this time a more detailed x-ray. He also performed an uncomfortable test in which he shot electrical impulses through needles into my neural network, to see what was "lighting up," and what had gone dark. In our third meeting, also at the suburban facility, I was back on the exam table. Dr. Cole explained that the new set of x-rays had revealed exactly what the matter with me was. I had been born, he explained, with a mild version of spina bifida, the condition in which the spinal vertebrae never develop completely. The blow from twenty years before had cracked the already fragile and incompletely formed vertebrae. Time had drawn my spinal column far out of alignment around the injury, which was now compressing one branch of the pelvic nerve, one of the branches Dr. Coady had shown me in the Netter image - the one that terminated in the vaginal canal.

I had been unbelievably lucky never to have had any symptoms until then, he said. Given the severity of my injury, it was fortunate that, though I had increasing numbness, I had had no pain. Much though I disliked working out, it seemed that a lifetime of grudging exercise had strengthened my back and abdomen enough to have kept any worse symptoms from manifesting until then. But time had done its work: where the two sections of spine were misaligned, the pelvic nerve was entrapped and compressed, and the signals from one of its several branches were blocked from moving up my spinal cord to my brain. The neural impulses from that part of my body had "gone dark." I wondered if this had something to do with how I felt - or was not feeling - after sex, though I was too shy to ask. He explained that I would need to consider surgery to fuse the vertebrae and to relieve the pressure on the nerve.

After I had walked for him so he could check my gait to make sure my legs had not been affected, and after he had measured my shoulders to be sure they were level, I mentioned to him - perhaps partly for a second opinion, for reassurance - that Dr. Coady had assured me that my clitoral orgasms would not be affected, even if the branch of the pelvic nerve that was injured did not ever get better. He agreed that that was correct; if the clitoral branch of the network were to be affected, it would have been so by then. The fact that that branch was unaffected was an accident of my wiring. And then he explained casually, "Every woman is wired differently. Some women's nerves branch more in the vagina; other women's nerves branch more in the clitoris. Some branch a great deal in the perineum, or at the mouth of the cervix. That accounts for some of the differences in female sexual response."

I almost fell off the edge of the exam table in my astonishment. That's what explained vaginal versus clitoral orgasms? Neural wiring? Not culture, not upbringing, not patriarchy, not feminism, not Freud? Even in women's magazines, variation in women's sexual response was often described as if it were predicated mostly upon emotions, or access to the "right" fantasies or role playing, or upon one's upbringing, or upon one's "guilt," or "liberation," or upon a lover's skill. I had never read that the way you best reached orgasm, as a woman, was largely due to basic neural wiring This was a much less mysterious and value-laden message about female sexuality: it presented the obvious suggestion that anyone could learn about her own, or his or her partner's, particular neural variant as such, and simply master the patterns of the special way it worked.

"Do you realize," I stammered, not self-possessed enough in my astonishment to consider that the debate I was about to describe might not have been as momentous to him as it was to me, "you've just given the answer to a question that Freudians and feminists and sexologists have been arguing about for decades? All these people have assumed the differences in vaginal versus clitoral orgasms had to do with how women were raised ... or what social role was expected of them ... or whether they were free to explore their own bodies or not ... or free or not to adapt their lovemaking to external expectations - and you are saying that the reason is simply that all women's wiring is different? That some are neurally wired more for vaginal orgasms, some more for clitoral, and so on? That some are wired to feel a G-spot more, others won't feel it so much - that it's mostly physical?"
(Continues...)


Excerpted from Vagina by Naomi Wolf. Copyright © 2012 by Naomi Wolf. Excerpted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers.
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Table of Contents

Acknowledgments xi

Introduction 1

1 Does the Vagina Have a Consciousness?

1 Meet Tour Incredible Pelvic Nerve 13

2 Your Dreamy Autonomic Nervous System 27

3 Confidence, Creativity, and the Sense of Interconnectedness 41

4 Dopamine, Opioids, and Oxytocin 55

5 What We "Know" About Female Sexuality Is Out of Date 75

2 History: Conquest and Control

6 The Traumatized Vagina 87

7 The Vagina Began as Sacred 125

8 The Victorian Vagina: Medicalization and Subjugation 141

9 Modernism: The "Liberated" Vagina 159

3 Who Names the Vagina?

10 "The Worst Word There Is" 187

11 How Funny Was That? 203

12 The Pornographic Vagina 215

4 The Goddess Array

13 "The Beloved Is Me" 237

14 Radical Pleasure, Radical Awakening: The Vagina as Liberator 271

Conclusion / Reclaiming the Goddess 329

Notes 335

Selected Bibliography 361

Index 367

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  • Posted September 19, 2012

    I agree that people being able to openly discuss their different

    I agree that people being able to openly discuss their different feelings regarding sex and their own bodies is a good thing.
    In that spirit, for a Different take on some of the subjects in Naomi Wolf's book, I'd recommend the youtube video
    "It's Not You...It's Sex."

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    Posted July 25, 2013

    13 out of 18 current reviews (7/25 & prior) are by nook/text

    13 out of 18 current reviews (7/25 & prior) are by nook/texters/sexters - good grief - get a life. If all you have is nook sex, you are sad, so sad. No relevance to the book - just because the book is called Vagina doesn't mean you have to degrade the book and yourself.

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