Logan Edwards - 24 Dec

By Logan Edwards

Los Angeles, CA

Secrets of the A Game

Published by
Sweetleaf Publishing
Los Angeles, CA

www.sweetleafpublishing.com

Copyright 2008 All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced without written permission from the publisher, except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages or reproduce illustrations in a review with appropriate credits; nor may any part of this book be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any electronic means, mechanical photocopying, recording, or other, without written permission from the publisher.

ISBN: 978-0-9776505-0-7

Printed in the United States of America

Cover and Interior Design: Chad Perry

Editing: Chad Perry
Copyediting and Proofreading: Jessica Keet

Cover Illustration: Audrey Botha

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I have a confession to make. When I was growing up, from junior high all the way through college and beyond, I wasnt successful with women. I wasnt good looking, popular, wealthy, athletic, or particularly intelligent. I wasnt cool in any sense of the word and I knew it. I accepted that I just wasnt attractive to women and even though there was occasional interest and even a girlfriend or two, I was in no way successful with women in the way I truly wanted to be. I felt powerless when I met women and at the time I firmly held the belief that if any woman was ever attracted to me, I should feel extremely fortunate.

During my formative years I went out a lot and tried to meet women, but the vast majority of them simply werent interested in me. In high school I joined the tennis team, spiked my hair, bought new clothes, and even threw massive parties when my parents were out of townanything I could do just so girls would notice me. What I would have said to them if they had actually noticed me I couldnt begin to tell you, because they never did. Essentially, I was a computer nerd when no one had computers and I spent my free time playing Dungeons and Dragons and watching TV.

My college experience wasnt any better than my high school experience, with the exception that I drank so much I wasnt able to dwell on how unsuccessful I had become with women. Even with all the social activities I was involved in, including sporting events, mixers, house parties, study groups, and more, I still wasnt attracting women. I went through some dark periods because I was learning more about the world and more about myself, and I realized that I wanted women to be a part of my life, but remained clueless on how to make it happen.

After I left school and got a job I spent a lot of time thinking about why I couldnt attract the kind of women I desired. Unfortunately, since I had a decent job, all of my solutions revolved around buying the designer clothes, expensive furniture, and fancy cars that I was positive would reverse my fortunes. After all, from all of the commercials I watched, magazines I read, and music I listened to, if I just owned these products I would be surrounded by women. Of course I wasnt surrounded by women even after buying all of these things and it completely shattered me. Happiness never came to me and by my mid-twenties I was beginning to think that it never would.

After working so hard on having all of the right possessions and flashing a lot of cash, I found I was only marginally more successful with women and it depressed me to no end. I thought to myself, Im buying all of the things Im being told I need to have in order to attract women and its not working. Because I was trying everything I knew how and it wasnt working, I felt like a complete loser. I was just a few years out of college and I was depressed and isolated because I tried and failed at something I knew was important to my long-term happiness.

Does my life story and lack of success with women sound familiar?

Do you find yourself going out to bars to meet women and end up sitting alone the entire night? Do you see attractive women you want to talk to, but always talk yourself out of approaching? Do you see other guys and think they look better, have more money, and act cooler than you and because of that you could never compete with them? Do you get nervous and forget what to say or say stupid things when you meet women? Do you think everyone is looking at you and think theyll laugh if a woman rejects you?

So did I. I was confused, frustrated, depressed, angry, sad, and ultimatelyalone.

Like most others guys, I believed all of the myths that the media, society, and Corporate America continue to perpetuate to this very day. I thought that as long as I was nice to women and did everything they asked, they would fall madly in love with me. After all, women always say they want to find a nice guy, and my friends and family always told me to just be myself. Because I did what I was told and followed everyones advice, I ended up living a life of failure and rejection.

I stopped going out. I stopped looking at women. I stopped thinking about what I would say if I ever had a chance to meet women. I gave up on the prospect of ever finding someone special. Finally, I started to think about how I could find happiness in a life of near solitude, just so I didnt have to face rejection and the fact that I wasnt attractive to women. My days became filled with video games, reality TV, fast food, alcohol, porn, and a job I hated. But no matter how hard I tried to fill the void where companionship, laughter, love, and sex should have been, I couldnt do itthe emptiness never went away.

Then one day, something happenedsomething changed.

I wish I could tell you I met a legend or I almost died or some other weird twist of fate that unequivocally changed my life forever, but it wasnt anything nearly as dramatic. Since I had given up and stopped participating in society, all of the pressure that caused me to believe in the myths that had ruled and ultimately ruined my life, faded away. Eventually, since I was completely alone, I was left with only one person who I could listen tomy inner man. My inner man had drastically different ideas on how to get things done and as it turned out, those instincts were precisely what I needed to meet and attract women anywhere, anyplace, anytime.

In a sense, the very phenomenon of how women become attracted to men completely eluded me, until one day I was walking from the parking lot to the office I worked at and I saw a cute girl walking toward me. To this day, I cant tell you why I acted against my usual routine, but instead of keeping my head down and completely ignoring this young woman, I slowed down a bit, made eye contact, and smiled at her. Almost instantly, she smiled back at me, so I slowly raised my arm, gave a very relaxed wave and said, Hi. At the time, what came next shocked meshe slowed down and said, Hi and then I watched her as she walked past me.