Sex In The Title by Zack Love
Publication Date: October 17, 2013
New York City, May 2000. The Internet bubble has burst and Evan, a computer programmer, is fired with an email from his boss. 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 Sammy — someone whose legendary disasters with females eclipse even his own. To reverse their fortunes, they recruit their friends — Trevor, Yi, and Carlos — to form a group of five guys who take on Manhattan in pursuit of dates, sex, and adventure.
When Evan, a closet writer, falls desperately in love with a Hollywood starlet, he schemes to meet her by writing a novel that will sweep her off her feet. Sammy knows nothing about publishing but is confident of one thing: Evan’s book should have the word “sex” in the title.
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.
4.5 out of 5 Pennies
This book was a breath of fresh air. Reading a story about male characters dealing with male problems from the male point of view was a refreshing change from my normal reading choices. I loved how flawed the characters were and how they had their own quirky hang ups about themselves and what they thought they wanted in a mate.
Whether it was Evan’s unhealthy obsession with a young film star, Heeb’s preoccupation with his less than stellar looks, Carlos unrealistic conception of the ideal woman, Yi’s decision to leave his respectable career for something more carnal, or Trevor’s encounter with Charlene, this book kept me entertained from beginning to end.
The camaraderie these men had was amazing. Supporting each other through difficult times, having the difficult discussions that only friends can have, it was nice to see the way they bonded.
I could not help but laugh continuously as Evan and Sammy convalesced after their freakishly similar yet completely unrelated delicate injuries. The fretting over the possibility of permanent scarring was preciously priceless.
“Hugging just seems like the right thing to do after you’ve formed the fellowship of the schlong.”
And while this book was mainly about Evan, it was Sammy (Heeb) who captured my heart. He was dealt the short straw in so many ways out of the members of this group. His attempts to channel his inner Kojak so often missed the mark, but he never stopped trying.
I look forward to reading more from Zack very soon.
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.