That's How It Happened

I had such good intentions for my reading this weekend. I'd been recommended Spring Snow, the first part of a classic turn-of-the-century japanese epic called The Sea of Fertility. The author, Mishima grew up in a samurai household, and committed seppuku on the day he completed this masterwork. I picked up a copy, eager for hours of self-improving meditation. Instead of enjoying its bleak landscapes and samurai ethics, I got distracted by Belle De Jour: Intimate Adventures of a London Call Girl, the book of the more famous blog.
The book gives no clue as to who wrote it, and apart from the title makes no other claims to be a work of fiction. But really it is a transparent fraud. The blog recently helpfully points out: "I haven't even been invited to my own launch party." I wonder why that might be?
It all reads like the letters page from Penthouse. Entry after entry describing entry after entry:

"I could feel the swollen head of his &%£@ clearly through the narrow wall of tissue separating the two orifices, and wiggled the tips of my fingers to tickle his ?*@%&."

As a work of pornography, it certainly delivers. Every sexual subculture seems to get a look in, and every other day describes a new encounter. About a quarter of the entries are lifted straight from the blog, and the rest are fabricated around it.
I probably shouldn't be disappointed that this is clearly neither a real diary, nor does it seem to be written by a woman. However I am annoyed that it doesn't have any kind of narrative or even a strong theme. Obviously a strong narrative arc would make it seem even less plausible as a real memoir, but it is extremely dull in its vacuity. Even the Guardian who initially championed Belle, gave the book a terrible panning. Save your pennies and enjoy the Belle de Jour Digested Read, or just wait for planned Channel 4 series.
If you feel like reading something insightful about meaningless sex, I'd suggest The Sexual Life of Catharine M. It's evidently all true, all filthy, all startlingly honest, and she also has her own website.