I’m back! Yes, the author of 1001 Ways to be Romantic has decided to have a digital presence for all of you, in addition to my analogue presence for my wife and son.
I’d written a dozen books, and sold about 4 million copies worldwide. Among ‘relationship books’ in the bookstores I founded the sub-genre of “romantic advice” among the “love books,” “dating books,” and “sex books.”
Well, after a 7-year hiatus, I’m back. In the meantime I’ve seen hundreds of cheesy “romantic websites” pop-up: NOT with the purpose of helping you be romantic, but with the purpose of gathering your email address for sharing with their online business partners, so they can sell you more crap. You may have noticed that most romance websites are “generic”—in other works, you don’t know who’s behind them: Some slick web guy who googled a bunch of romantic quotes, threw together some basic romantic ideas, presented it on a red velvet background—and presented themselves as “romance experts.”
Today’s blog is Politically-Incorrect-Yet-True, and specifically for WOMEN:
Seeing that Super Bowl Sunday is coming up . . . I recommend that you either (1) “Get with the program” and watch the game with him [and don't ask stupid questions . . . look up the rules for "offsides" on Google], (2) Or express your love for the big lug by helping out: Supply the Bud, the Doritos and soda for him—and then just stay out of the way.
You get Bonus Points for dressing-up as a cheerleader.
And you get Super-Duper Bonus Points for spending half-time in the bedroom with him.
Hey—if you don’t complain about the Super Bowl this week, he won’t have the right to complain about Valentine’s Day next week.
After a seven-year hiatus, I’ve returned actively to the world of romance. After writing the classic 1001 Ways to Be Romantic, and then the brain-busting 10,000 Ways to Say I Love You, I thought I’d said everything there was to say about romance. So I devoted my self to raising my boy and practicing romance on my wife! But the fan letters piled up, asking for more, and then the web became cluttered with generic, cutesy romantic sites that are structured to generate ad revenue—not to help you the reader.
So in between writing a novel, a memoir and a screenplay, I’m going to add this blog to my life. Welcome to the active romance community, where “generic is out” and creativity and “real community” is in.
This site will include fun and creative ways of being romantic, but it will mostly share with you my current thinking, and the creative approaches to working, living and loving.
I’m back for two reasons: First to make “romance” respectable on the web, and second to save the world, one couple at a time. (If your goals aren’t outrageous, they’re not worth having!)
You’ll find things here that you won’t find anywhere else. I mean, c’mon people—you don’t need some so-called “romance expert” or “romance website” to help you find roses or jewelry or bed & breakfasts. That’s what Google is for. For true romantics, it’s about uniqueness, creativity and community.
Gender stereotyping blinds you to your partner’s uniqueness.
The speed of love is 1.7 mph.
Everybody wants an A+ Relationship.
Love has no reason. It never needs to be explained or defended.
“Good chemistry” has nothing to do with compatibility.
You can’t keep the infatuation—but you can keep the passion.
Everyone is an amateur when it comes to matters of the heart.
The metaphors of love you use create your reality.
Romantics are happier than most people.
“Communication” is, maybe, 10 percent of an A+ Relationship.
Creating a loving long-term relationship is the most difficult, time-consuming and complicated challenge you will face in your entire life. Also the most rewarding.
Okay, I’m probably going to get some grief over this . . . But I’m brave and resilient and I can handle a little criticism and/or controversy. So here goes. Pictured below are the sexiest pair of high heels on the planet. (Perhaps this says more about me than it does about the current state of female footwear fashions . . . but what the hell! Dr. Freud and his pal Dr. Jung have been long-dead. And if Dr. Phil, Dr. Ruth or Dr. Seuss want to comment on the state of my twisted psyche, bring it on!)
