BOOK TITLE: Sex in the Title
GENRE: Romantic Comedy
RELEASE DATE: October 21, 2013
HOSTED BY: A Dirty Book Affair
Synopsis:
New
York City, May 2000. The Internet bubble has burst, and Evan's boss fires him
with an email. The next day, his girlfriend dumps him, also via email. Afraid to
check any more emails, Evan desperately seeks a rebound romance but the
catastrophes that ensue go from bad to hilariously worse. Fortunately, Evan
meets someone whose legendary disasters with females eclipse even his own.
To
reverse their fortunes, they recruit their friends into a group of five guys
who take on Manhattan in pursuit of dates, sex, and adventure. With musings
about life, relationships, and human psychology, this quintessential New York
story about the search for happiness follows five men on their comical paths to
trouble, self-discovery, and love.
Goodreads Book Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18710853-sex-in-the-title
Book Trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0UN03E9gp2g
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EXCERPT:
“What’s SQ?” asked
Evan.
“What’s that?”
“Basically, it’s your
odds of getting laid. Everyone has an SQ. Just like everyone has an IQ.”
“I’ve never heard
that term before.”
“That’s because I
made it up.”
“That figures.
Finally applying your actuarial skills to what really matters, eh?”
“Yeah…It’s an idea I
had always sort of toyed with, but after I lost Yumi to my boss, I really began
to develop and refine it.”
“Why is that?”
“Because I started
obsessing over why she suddenly dumped me for him. And in the process of
figuring that out, I developed the concept of SQ.”
“So how does it
work?”
“Your Sexual Quotient
is really just an attempt to quantify, on some absolute scale, how attractive
you are to the opposite sex. In general, the higher your SQ, the more desirable
you are.”
“So the higher your
SQ, the easier it is for you to get laid.”
“Right. But your SQ
determines a lot more; it effectively defines your bargaining position in a
relationship. The lower your SQ, the more likely you are to be dominated by the
person you’re with,” Heeb explained.
“You really think
so?”
“Look at me. I always
end up being the doormat because of my SQ. But if you look at models – male or
female – they generally get away with demanding more and giving less.”
“So how do you figure
out your SQ?” Evan asked, suddenly eager to compute his own Sexual Quotient.
“Well, your
subjective SQ is how attractive you are to a particular person. And your
objective SQ is just the average of all the scores you got for all of the
people out there.”
“So how do I
calculate my SQ for a particular woman?”
“It’s calculated the
way you would calculate your personal income taxes.”
“How’s that?”
“Various facts cause
you to take deductions from the total, although with taxes you want the deductions
and with your SQ you obviously don’t. Because the lower your objective SQ is,
the fewer women you attract, and the less picky you can be. And that’s a bad
thing. And for anyone who wants to marry a Jew, it’s a disaster.”
“Why?”
“Because there are
only about fourteen million Jews in the whole world, which leaves about seven
million for each gender. So let’s say I’m willing to date any Jewish woman
who’s twenty to forty years old. That leaves me with a choice of about two
million women in the world. And if we assume that half of those women are
already taken, I’m left with a million eligible women roaming about six billion
people. And, chances are, the million
that’s not taken is not taken for a reason.”
“A million?”
“Yeah. And if you
want to get really precise, we need to shave off at least another three hundred
thousand, because I can’t date any Chasidic, Orthodox or even Conservative
Jews.”
“Why is that?”
“Because I’m
compatible only with bagel Jews.”
“Bagel Jews?”
“The ones who are
Jewish culturally but not religiously. Which leaves about seven hundred
thousand.”
EXCERPT:
“So what’s the body
count?”
“The body count?”
“You know: how many
women have you slept with in your twenty-nine years?”
Evan wasn’t sure
whether to overstate the number to look sexually impressive to a soft porn
star, or whether to understate the number to look less promiscuous and more
like the responsible, clean cut, solid-boyfriend type. Since he still hadn’t
quite figured out what Tina was looking for or who she really was, he decided
just to tell the truth.
“I’ve been with about
sixty-seven women.”
“What do you mean
‘about sixty-seven?’ You say ‘about sixty’ or ‘about seventy.’ But not ‘about
sixty-seven.’ You’re obviously keeping track.” Tina looked amused at another
opportunity to toy with Evan.
“All right. You got
me,” Evan conceded. “I’ve been with precisely sixty-seven women.”
“Unless, of course,
you said ‘about’ because the total depends on how you define ‘being with a
woman.’ For example, if you just got a blowjob and nothing else then maybe you
don’t count that.”
“OK. To be more
precise, I’ve had sexual intercourse with sixty-seven women.”
“All right, so then
you’ve probably been with many more women than sixty-seven?”
“Yeah. But I don’t
keep track of those.” Evan suddenly wondered why he didn’t bother to keep track
of anything but consummation.
“I see…So when did
you get started on these sixty-seven women?”
“You mean, how old
was I when I lost my virginity?”
“Yes.”
“Twenty.”
“So you’ve slept with
sixty-seven women in just nine years.”
“Well, actually I’ve
had six serious relationships that together took up about two years.”
“Serious? Let’s
see…Six serious relationships in two years…So each one lasted an average of
four months. You call that serious?”
“Well, it was an
intense four months. And I wasn’t seeing anyone else. You know, that’s kind of
a big deal in New York,” he added ironically. “Dating someone exclusively for
four months in New York is like four years in Anchorage.”
Tina chuckled at
Evan’s joke. “All right, so not counting the serious relationships, you’ve
slept with...” She crunched some numbers in her head. “You’ve slept with
sixty-one women in just seven years…That’s an average of almost nine per year…A
new woman every forty days.” Tina seemed impressed, which suddenly made Evan
feel rather promiscuous.
AUTHOR BIO:
Zack Love graduated
from Harvard College, where he tried to create a bachelor’s degree in Women.
With the bachelor portion of that degree in hand, he settled in New York City
but – to afford renting his bed-sized studio – found himself flirting mostly
with a computer screen and stacks of documents. Determined not to die a
corporate drone, Zack decided to sacrifice sleep for screenwriting, an active
social life, and Internet startups offering temporary billion-dollar fantasies.
To feed his steady
diet of NYC nightlife, he regularly crashed VIP parties in the early 2000s and
twice bumped into his burgeoning crush, a Hollywood starlet. But – much to
Zack’s surprise – neither of those awkward conversations led to marriage with
the A-list actress. Zack eventually consoled himself by imagining fiascoes far worse
than those involving his celebrity crush. In the process, he dreamed up a
motley gang of five men inspired by some of his college friends and quirky work
colleagues. And thus was born Sex in the Title. But the novel is not
autobiographical: Zack never had his third leg attacked by any mammal (nor by
any plant, for that matter). In fact, keeping his member safe has been one of
Zack’s lifelong goals – and one of the few that he’s managed to accomplish.
Connect with Zach:
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00GG9GI2S
Twitter: https://twitter.com/zackloveauthor
Links to buy the book:
Amazon US (Paperback): http://www.amazon.com/Sex-Title-Comedy-Dating-Romance/dp/1494812118/ref=sr_1_1_bnp_1_pap?ie=UTF8&qid=1389937741&sr=8-1&keywords=sex+in+the+title+zack+love
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