Showing posts with label self-help. Show all posts
Showing posts with label self-help. Show all posts

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Suggested memes for eager trendseekers

from patchworkunderground.com.
It turns out porno quilting
is a real thing.
I've got a lot of very fine ideas for hit nonfiction memoir/self-help titles, but am too lazy to write them.  Would you like to?  You don't even have to share the money with me, just thank me profusely in your acknowledgements section.  Which, by law, must be at least three pages long.

Passive Daddy's Parenting Boot Camp
My Year Of Only Snacking
Vodka Buddha
1000 Prescriptions: My Harrowing Journey Through Hell To Purity
Fertility By Proxy: A Love Story
Baby Talk Saved Our Marriage
Kickball King: A 40-Year-Old Man Repeats Fifth Grade
Chimp Vs. Child: A Homeschooling Odyssey
Pill Pals
Bros Before Hoes: How Four Heterosexual Men Discovered Communal Gardening
The Hirsute Nearsighted Men's Midnight Samovar Society
The Videogame Organic Cola Cure
Hipster Tent City: Six Months In A Vacant Lot In Flatbush
The Power Of Clowning
Vow Of Silence
Canning Therapy
The Swap: How My Sister And I Traded Husbands And Why We're Not Switching Back
Laced: How I Overcame Drug Addiction Through Tatting
In The Margin: My Year Living In A Highway Median Strip
Kickboxing Librarian Sex Goddess Speaks
Philosopher Dogwalker
Mating Call Of The Thai Noodle Daddy
Cry Every Hour
The Booksellers' Noonday Forced Laughter Club
Krumping With Aunt Sue: How L.A. Street Dancing Healed My Family
Driving My Neighbor's Kid From Houston To Anchorage
The Lego Sex Life Solution
Par None: How I Found Myself Through Ironic Golf Playing
The Unemployed Academics' Five O'Clock Actors' Studio
My Year Of Muttonchops
Scavenge For Life
How I Found And Kept True Love Through Celibacy
The Netflix Marriage
My Year Of Buying Every Single Thing I Wanted
Multiple Orgasms Through Prayer
My Year Of Being Constantly Stoned
My Year Of Lies
Porno Quilter

Monday, January 8, 2007

Women Who ( ) Too Much

Photobucket - Video and Image HostingWhile working at the bookstore the other day I was intrigued by a book in the Women's Health section titled Eating, Drinking, Overthinking because it summed up my life so perfectly. However, it occurred to me to wonder why this book is aimed at women, since, actually, the men I know indulge in all three just as heartily as them women, if not more so. More men are overweight, more men are alcoholics, and while I'm not sure exactly what "overthinking" is, certainly men do it too, if the statistics on stalking reflect men's tendency to have obsessive thoughts.

But even if there were a Men's Health section (perhaps with a slim book on prostate cancer and another on bodybuilding) you would be unlikely to find a book talking about the way men are sucked into a "toxic triangle" of unhealthy behaviors -- because the assumption is that men are perfectly fine with their eating, their drinking, and even their overthinking. And, well, hmm, maybe they are, but maybe that's because no one's writing books scolding them about it.

If you do a Google search for "men who" and "too much" you find the classic book Men Who Love Too Much and a parody article "Men Who Love Hummels Too Much." But if you do the same search with "women," you find that women also love too much, but in addition they think too much, date too much, exercise too much, and plain old DO too much.

Of course the reason is not that women are more flawed than men -- and no one really thinks that -- but that women are more likely to buy self-help books. And Eating, Drinking, Overthinking will probably help a lot of women who will be, as I was, intrigued by the linking of these behaviors.

Nevertheless, it's awfully cynical to market a book to women because they're more likely to buy it if it's exclusively about them, when in fact the book describes universal problems.

Oh, well, maybe I'm overthinking.