I wanted
to write a sex book for women that was unlike any other published book, ever, ever, ever. And I’d
decided that the brilliant thing to do was to write this sex book in a style never written previously before for women: totally
from the sexual-male-perspective and written in brass, bold Man-Speak, saying it to women the way men have wanted to say it
since Adam was first conned and seduced by Eve into taking that fruit. And honey, write it I did.
In 1992, right out of college and after two years of exploratory research (I even waited tables in a Men’s Club;
it was almost like being a Playboy Bunny, I mean, I learned sooooo much about men, including the fact that having a big bootie
is, in a man’s eyes, a real asset!)---armed with this fact-finding knowledge and with my college Thesis on Heterosexual
sex and relationships(my only ‘A+’!...college just wasn’t a serious ‘place’ for me…it
was all about making friends and spending as much time as I could writing stories and articles in the computer lab) and with
the same five questions I’d asked to 9,826 different men from ages 17-66…I took it all, and then spent roughly
fourteen-hours-a-day for seven months writing my book at the computers in Kinko’s
Copies in Kalamazoo, Michigan, scripting-out my masterpiece: “Creative Screwing: a woman’s guide to becoming
an erotic enchantress of superlustful sex”…and I was damn sure that my genius work- product would take the publishing
world by storm.
It didn’t.
Hell, if any of you have ever written a script
or a book or well, attempted anything from an invention to any sort-of publication…you know how you get one of
those form letters that kindly reject you?
I didn’t.
I got
personal rejection letters from publishing editors telling me, let’s put it the way a Brit would say it: to sod-off!!!
The rejections got so bad that I began taking each rejection letter and taping it to the walls in my bedroom.
Every time I got one of those damn letters, it would go on my wall.
But
then Senior Editor Judith Reagan, who in 1993 was at Simon&Schuster, took rejection to The Merciless Edge.
The rejection letter Judith Regan wrote me was so cruel, I framed it. In her letter to me, Judith
Reagan slams to me that my book will never sell, that American women cannot handle the truth about men and Fucking and that
I was pretty much a big fat loser nothing.
Ahh, Judith Regan.
Judith Regan became the
driving force for my career.
Judith Regan is the motivation as to why
I marched my big bootie to Kinko’s Copies that same day I received her revolting rejection letter and had them print
300 copies of my book and why I sent one of those self-published books I'd written to every damn media business, from
magazine to newspapers to talkshows. Judith Regan is the force as
to why I went on dozens of talkshows for my book and why my workproduct was printed in magazines from 'New Woman' to 'Playboy' and why I sold over 300,000
self-published copies of "Creative Screwing" Worldwide from Australia to New York City---on my own, self-published.
Baby, I didn’t make much money but I sure as hell made a name for myself. Think about Creative Screwing…and my name is associated
with it!!! Why, go to Amazon.com and my little go-no where book sells as a Collector’s Item for $184.00---LMAO.
And all the while this is happening in my
life I’m thinking: Judith Regan will get hers…and she finally did November of 2006, when she was fired and
humiliated within the publishing world for the whole OJ book fiasco.
What goes around sure the hell comes around!!!
Thank you to the Universe…because the Powers
that Be
always
even the score!
Never Give-Up. Never,
ever, ever surrender your dreams. Ever.
There is no age limit to success…the great artist Grandma Moses didn’t even begin
to paint her beautiful art until she was in her seventies! Take a look at the great people in the History
of this World and you will see that so many of the successful took long roads and many detours before reaching their attainable
goal.
But they attained because they never quit.
And every dream, every goal is attainable.
I have so much going on right now in my career, but I never forget to shave my
legs or buy pretty panties. Because I am, after all, a sexy huntress…and it’s pretty
silly and useless for me to have written The naughtiest, most brilliant and most male-informative sex book ever penned (at
least for this decade J) and then look or feel my worst. It isn’t enough to just dangle
It at the beginning of the game…you’ve got to be consistent with your lusty love and your pretty nails and your
brilliant perspective! This reminds me to mention my roommate from those BVA days, pretty Redheaded Bevy. Got
an email from her the other day…saw her and her handsome husband, Carl (same class 1984!) at our 20th High
School Reunion in 2004. Now, just watching my lovely friend Bev and her husband, believe me when I tell
you…REAL LOVE IS NOT A FAIRY TALE. It can happen...but you’re the one who keeps that homefire
burning in your Man-boy’s heart. Sorry, it’s a matter of Nature and DNA…women are the
ones who inspire love. We are the ones in the naughty red lingerie, after all. And what
do Man-Boys have that inspire wild fires and burning down the house…I mean, think! Ahhh…you’re
thinking! See what I mean?
If you want to remain the young girl you were, with all
the intellect, drive and foundation of the woman you’ve become…if you truly want to ‘Have it All’…here's
what you need to accomplish:
1) Appreciate that only fine wine is aged to perfection, and that
the older you become the clearer you see things. The more you learn from your mistakes. And
the bolder you are at just strolling into ‘Fredericks of Hollywood’ and buying red lace-panties with a bra to
match.
2) Accept that it is simply pointless
to always ask your Man-Boy where he is going and that only The Needy blow-up their Man-Boy’s cellphone while he’s
visiting his mother.
3) Avoid spending too much time on Fat-Free
Foods…the closer you are to the Hereafter, the more preservatives you need in your body! It’s great to eat salad
and cut-down on fats, but please, whoever said a Twinkie once-a-week would kill you? ONLY NEGATIVE PEOPLE who have an agenda to push.
Only happy, healthy women indulge in Dove bars and real coffee. I know…I am one of them!
4) Always keep-sight of your goals, whatever
they might be. Nothing can side-track you from success, except your own self-doubt. Don’t
surround yourself with negative people, doesn’t matter who they are: your best friend, your momma or that nasty editor
who rejected your story!
Who
cares what they think?
YOU
are destined for the Stars, for success…for that Oscar for Best Original Screenplay!(Oh wait, that is MY destiny!
)
Believe.
And don’t forget to buy lots and lots of sexy panties.
Nannette LaRee
