THE WONDERFUL WORLD OF DATING, SEX...AND WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED???
If laughter is the best medicine, Ghosted is an overdose for strange times. Jana Eisenstein's extraordinary memoir unveils a woman’s longing for love in a world where sex is easy but commitment is a phantom. After years of avoiding dating and working her way out of an eating disorder, the newly invented Jana decides to put herself out there, which involves multiple nights of putting out. To be clear, it’s not at all one-sided; there are plenty of mutually shared erotic adventures. But the end game—a lasting relationship? marriage perhaps?—is elusive, as prospect after prospect orders from the menu but leaves without a word, heading for the hottest new eatery.
Eisenstein is a skilled and hilarious writer, with exceptional timing and an honest sense (and even, it seems, an apparent enjoyment from afar) of her own absurd behaviors. She invites us along on her lusty adventures, and then reveals what skewers them—from her own judgmental thoughts in the moment, or a commotion that intrudes, or the lame behavior of the man at hand.
And oh, the lameness abounds.
You’ll meet Ray the weird landlord; Little Ricky, the Washington DC neighborhood bodyguard; De’Anthony the toe-sucker; and several other miscreant members of the Y-chromosome menagerie.
Eisenstein is not bragging about conquests; she’s bemoaning poor choices, in both life and men. It’s illuminating that she doesn’t really bash the guys—though many of her dates deserve it. She’s open about her insecurities, her naked hopes (and her hopes of getting naked with Mr. Right), and the constantly revolving door of setting, meeting, and reevaluating expectations.
Please read this book. You’ll laugh out loud, you’ll marvel at her frankness, and you’ll end up cheering for a heroine of our times. I pray we’ll see more writing from Jana Eisenstein.