Confessions of a Failed Slut

I (finally) have two new books coming out this year.

The first is a short-and-not-so-sweet Kindle edition that was commissioned by Thought Catalog.

Confessions of a Failed Slut expands on themes I’ve explored at Another Conservative Web Site, where I accidentally — almost by default — found myself working the “sex” beat.

Which is odd because I’m the least likely “sex writer” around.

I’m 50, I’m married and — as I admit in the book, “my ‘number’ (as the kids call it these days) is so low that in certain Australian provinces I would still be considered a virgin.”

I write as a one-time Catholic school girl who never managed to shake off that early formation entirely — thank goodness.

The book looks back at the old timey kings of porn like Hefner and Guccione, and the whole toxic “do your own thing” ethos of my formative years, the 1970s.

Fast forward to today, and I try to make sense of “dinosaur erotica, slut shaming and robot hookers of the near future.”

I invite you to check it out — there’s already a review at Amazon! — and incidentally, you don’t need a Kindle to read Confessions of a Failed Slut; you can just download a free Kindle reading app from Amazon and read it on your computer or smart phone.