Ron Geraci - The Bachelor Chronicles
Here you can read online Ron Geraci - The Bachelor Chronicles full text of the book (entire story) in english for free. Download pdf and epub, get meaning, cover and reviews about this ebook. year: 2014, publisher: Kensington Books, genre: Art. Description of the work, (preface) as well as reviews are available. Best literature library LitArk.com created for fans of good reading and offers a wide selection of genres:
Romance novel
Science fiction
Adventure
Detective
Science
History
Home and family
Prose
Art
Politics
Computer
Non-fiction
Religion
Business
Children
Humor
Choose a favorite category and find really read worthwhile books. Enjoy immersion in the world of imagination, feel the emotions of the characters or learn something new for yourself, make an fascinating discovery.
- Book:The Bachelor Chronicles
- Author:
- Publisher:Kensington Books
- Genre:
- Year:2014
- Rating:4 / 5
- Favourites:Add to favourites
- Your mark:
The Bachelor Chronicles: summary, description and annotation
We offer to read an annotation, description, summary or preface (depends on what the author of the book "The Bachelor Chronicles" wrote himself). If you haven't found the necessary information about the book — write in the comments, we will try to find it.
This is the true story of a thirty-something single man in New York.
A man who is employed, decent, and horny.
A man hilariously combing his way through women in search of one who will make him stop searching. . .
For the last four years, This Dating Life columnist Ron Geraci has chronicled his romantic (mis)adventures in the pages of Mens Health, offering readers a no-holds-barred look into one mans bare-naked dating life. His mission was simple: he dated whomever he could find in order to fill that months dispatch and revealed everythingthe good and bad, funny and catastrophic, triumphant and painful. The Bachelor Chronicles is Geracis hilariously frank confession of his wild ride from struggling writer in the frenzied world of magazine journalism to his rise as the male Carrie Bradshaw with the scars to prove it.
From the women he maniacally dated (lots) to the ones he enraged (even more) and enthralled (okay, you win some), Geracis story careens through an insane New York City landscape that includes countless prospects, one lesbian, two therapists, a high-priced matchmaker, possible liposuction, incredible and not-so-incredible-but-at-least-frequent sex, dating addiction, destroyed relationships as an occupational hazard, blossoming alcoholism, porn, waking up in apartments where no sane man should find himself, perverse mating schemes, noble motivations, desperate loneliness, and the near-constant yearning for a stable life with one woman. Part cautionary tale, part dating survival guide, The Bachelor Chronicles is an emotionally naked, frequently hilarious peek into the male mind and modern romance by a guy honest enough to tell it like it is.
A man who is employed, decent, and horny.
A man hilariously combing his way through women in search of one who will make him stop searching. . .
For the last four years, This Dating Life columnist Ron Geraci has chronicled his romantic (mis)adventures in the pages of Mens Health, offering readers a no-holds-barred look into one mans bare-naked dating life. His mission was simple: he dated whomever he could find in order to fill that months dispatch and revealed everythingthe good and bad, funny and catastrophic, triumphant and painful. The Bachelor Chronicles is Geracis hilariously frank confession of his wild ride from struggling writer in the frenzied world of magazine journalism to his rise as the male Carrie Bradshaw with the scars to prove it.
From the women he maniacally dated (lots) to the ones he enraged (even more) and enthralled (okay, you win some), Geracis story careens through an insane New York City landscape that includes countless prospects, one lesbian, two therapists, a high-priced matchmaker, possible liposuction, incredible and not-so-incredible-but-at-least-frequent sex, dating addiction, destroyed relationships as an occupational hazard, blossoming alcoholism, porn, waking up in apartments where no sane man should find himself, perverse mating schemes, noble motivations, desperate loneliness, and the near-constant yearning for a stable life with one woman. Part cautionary tale, part dating survival guide, The Bachelor Chronicles is an emotionally naked, frequently hilarious peek into the male mind and modern romance by a guy honest enough to tell it like it is.
Ron Geraci: author's other books
Who wrote The Bachelor Chronicles? Find out the surname, the name of the author of the book and a list of all author's works by series.
Ron Geraci
Olivia Caldwell
Laura Lane
Glanville Brandi
Chiara Atik
The Bachelor Chronicles — read online for free the complete book (whole text) full work
Below is the text of the book, divided by pages. System saving the place of the last page read, allows you to conveniently read the book "The Bachelor Chronicles" online for free, without having to search again every time where you left off. Put a bookmark, and you can go to the page where you finished reading at any time.
Light
Font size:
↓
↑
Reset
Interval:
↓
↑
Bookmark:
Make
Table of Contents
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
B etween you and me, Ive always looked a bit askance at the Acknowledgments page in books. I just paid fifteen or twenty bucks for some book, and the writer is wasting an entire pagemaybe several pagesgiving some sort of protracted Oscar speech in which he thanks dozens of people I do not know, and who have nothing to do with the books content. I didnt buy the book for that. Cant the writer thank everyone in his life in his own time? Or give monogrammed sterling silver pen and pencil sets to show his appreciation? If the book took him twenty-five years to write, caused the breakup of two of his marriages, and fundamentally changed the way humanity regards itself, okay, one page of acknowledgments is warranted. Otherwise, theres no need for the writer to act like he built the Hoover Dam with a hand trowel. If a public thank-you is really the motivation, why cant the writer take out a full-page ad in the New York Times and only burden the populace with the details of his gratitude once? Thats far preferable to burdening each and every reader who picks up the book from now until the last copy has disintegrated. Christ, every time I cross a bridge, I dont want my FM radio to be highjacked into giving me a two-minute recording in which the architect thanks the city, the cement supplier, the guys on the dredging crew, the lunch truck driver, his now exwife, his fourth grade gym teacher, and his mom all the while cracking little inside jokes. If I want that info, Ill dial the phone number posted near the toll booth.
So, please skip this part if youre like-minded.
Ive found that hypocrisy gets easier with practice. The cost of including these pages in the book was about 2.8 cents, which Ill round up to 3 cents, so if youd like a refund for that amount, just let me know.
My first thanks goes to writer Brian McDonald, a friend I met in Matts Grill on 55th Street several years ago. He introduced me to his agents, Jane Dystel and Miriam Goderich. They welcomed this book. Theyre marvelous people, generous with their counsel and genuine in their kindness, the same as those you might meet in a small town in Kentucky just as easily as Manhattan. This book only exists because of their faith and patience and talent, and the gratitude I have for that will be eternal, as any hopeful writer with an aging mom will instantly understand.
I owe a big thank-you to my editor at Kensington Books, John Scognamiglio, a fellow Italian who patiently guided me through this process while, somehow, restraining himself from having a hit put out on me at various points. Im very grateful to Lydia Stein. The other folks at Kensington who made this book happen have my sincerest appreciation, too. I hope to meet them all personally.
In following the custom of using the Acknowledgments page to show public appreciation to all persons who contributed to the authors life in ways that far transcend any direct activity with his or her bookyes, skip this or act now to get your 3 cent refundI owe pretty much everything I have, in various degrees and forms, to the following people.
Greg Gutfeld, a guy who kept me from shooting myself in Allentown, and a man of such profuse talent it leaks off willy-nilly to those around him, often to their detriment since you need far more than talent to pull off his life. Many hugely successful writers, editors and media mouths are second-rate Gutfelds. The smart ones appreciate the niche. I do.
Denis Boyles. The peak most writers can ever aspire to is being a second-rate Denis Boyles. The rare ability that requires makes it high compliment rather than a niche to exploit. It would be great to get there before I croak.
Mike Corcoran. A friend who will fight for you, make something happen in your life thats cause for celebration, and then celebrate with you. If youre working in magazines, you probably got your job through him.
Jeff Csatari, the guy who hired me a decade ago.
Tom McGrath, my dating column editor to whom I owe whatever dignity the column allowed me to preserve.
Hugh ONeill. The classiest man to wield a pen, who always raises the gentleman quotient of any room he enters.
Peter Moore, who fostered and tolerated me beyond any obligation implied in the human experience.
Betsy Carter, Helen Rogan and Ann Powell, who fostered and tolerated me beyond what I deserved as well, and at times Im sure acquired great empathy for Peter Moore.
Steve Slon, Hugh Delehanty and Nancy Graham of AARP The Magazine , for giving me a home for three years, and, well, see above.
Dave Zinczenko and Steve Perrine, for helping me flourish, allowing my dating column to see the light of print, and giving me plenty of good advice enroute. Without them, this book and several of the experiences in it wouldnt have happened. For hate mail, theyre reachable at Mens Health and Best Life magazines, respectively.
Mike Lafavore and Mark Bricklin, who gave magazines for men a new framework to stand on, and me a place to learn. The guys at Mens Health , especially Matt Marion, Ted Spiker, Joe Kita, and Duane Swierczynski.
Paul Mauro, who euthanized many cold beers by saying, Not for nothing, but dont you have a book to write? Audra Shanley. Christine Reslmaier. Betsy Stephens. Joe Huber. Jessica Frank. Patricia Henry, Liz Irmiter and the guys at the 92nd Street Y and all of the great people who came to my seminars over the years. Jeffery Lindenmuth and his beautiful wife, Terri. Laura Oliff. Steve Erle. Anne Alfaro. Amy Antolik-Blacker.
My sisters, Joan and Cindy, and my brother, Murph, Im grateful for their love and support. My dad, Sam, my thanks is equaled by the wish that I knew him better.
To our family cat of 21 years, Ajax, Ill keep stretching just the way you did.
Finally, to my mom, shes gravity and oxygen for so many. Shes my best friend. My gratitude to her is too vast to contemplate.
Ill round the refund up to five cents. Thats as high as I can go.
C HAPTER O NE
The Tattooed Waitress
Life, faith, destruction.
It all begins with a naked woman.
I ts 1:40 A.M. , in April 1999, and Im sitting on a white sofa in a second-floor apartment behind the Lehigh Valley Mall in Allentown, Pennsylvania. The Allentown, of theyre tearing all the factories down fame. The home of Dorney Park and Wild Water Kingdom and prodigal son Carson Kressley of Queer Eye for the Straight Guy . If youve never been to Allentown, swing by sometime. Have a drink at the Brass Rail on Hamilton Street. Have a meal at Cannons on Ninth Street. Say hi to Charlie, the bartender.
Then I suggest that you go back to where you came from.
Its now 1:41 a.m., and Im counting seconds on a white sofa. Mimis sofa. In her apartment.
Date three is exceeding expectations.
Youre going to do something very, very stupid . This beat in my head like a skipping CD. I drummed my fingers on my knees expectantly. Something very, very stupid.
Unless you screw it up.
Mimi walks out of the kitchen holding two glasses of red wine.
Shes completely naked.
I watch her walk over to me. I have one eye high, one eye low, taking everything in.
Good God.
I mutter this as an exclamation of awe and an acknowledgement of the man who bolted Mimi together. And He is a man, as sure as she is breathing. That, and He, are apparent in the details.
Hello, Mimi growls. Her voice is gravelly. Low for a woman.
She hands me one glass. She sits next to me. Naked. She sips her wine. I take a quarter glass down in a swallow.
Light
Font size:
↓
↑
Reset
Interval:
↓
↑
Bookmark:
Make
Similar books «The Bachelor Chronicles»
Look at similar books to The Bachelor Chronicles. We have selected literature similar in name and meaning in the hope of providing readers with more options to find new, interesting, not yet read works.
Olivia Caldwell
Laura Lane
Glanville Brandi
Chiara Atik
Reviews about «The Bachelor Chronicles»
Discussion, reviews of the book The Bachelor Chronicles and just readers' own opinions. Leave your comments, write what you think about the work, its meaning or the main characters. Specify what exactly you liked and what you didn't like, and why you think so.