ALL OF THEM.
This week's episode - Twenty-Five Acts - was about the rape of an author of a 50-Shades-of-Grey-style BDSM romance.
Now here's my problem - the show went with the premise that the below are truths:
1) Because the author wrote about certain sexual acts, the jury would think she wanted those acts done to her.
2) Because what you write is your personal fantasy.
3) And she couldn't have just researched it. Those sexual acts had to have been inspired by a real man/relationship.
On an alien planet.
I've never done any of the BDSM sexual acts in the story.
Neither have I been to an alien planet.
Nor are either of those things my personal fantasy. I'm really not interested in interstellar travel until we get to the space-cruise-ship level. Until then, there's plenty of places on Earth for me to explore.
And the inspired by a real person thing? Oh sure, I'm quite positive I was inspired by real men - who do not know I exist.
It's called imagination.
Coupled with research.
As with the fictitious book in the Law & Order episode (based on 50 Shades of Grey - itself originally a fan-fiction Twilight tale), this isn't a kiss-and-tell memoir, it's fiction, for pity's sake!
Other types of fiction don't get treated like this.
Nobody asks Stephen King how many hotel ghosts have driven him insane. Or James Patterson how many people he's murdered. Or Tess Gerritsen if she's secretly a serial killer.
Nobody assumes these three have bloody fantasies. Or that they're asking to be possessed/murdered/crime victims.
And certainly nobody believes they've actually done any of the things they've written.
So why do people take for granted that it's imagination and research when it's violence, and lifestyle when it's sex?
Why is writing about consensual sex between two adults shameful and writing about body horror and physical atrocities perfectly acceptable?
I don't know the answer. So I'm asking you.