Double Whammy

Remember I told you that my ex was writing a book about his on-line dating experience? Possessing an ego that is second only to his competitive nature, he attempted to turn internet dating into a science. It was not unusual for him to schedule three dates in one weekend. He was a man with a mission: Looking for a new and improved woman to replace the out-dated model. He theorized that the odds were better if he auditioned as many women as possible for the role.

I believe he has gone out with nearly 100 women in a little over two years - a few of them more than once. Just thinking about it is exhausting. And where has this experiment taken him? To his computer, to record his experiences in a non-fiction comedy novel.

He submitted the manuscript to several literary agents, one of whom took an immediate interest. She sent him a couple of emails as she read through the manuscript, telling him how uproariously funny she found his work. Then she reached the end...or more accurately, the last page. The story really has no end. He is still furiously seeking a new mate, expanding his search to date women in other states, hours away. The literary agent wrote back saying that the book had no "pay off" for the reader. She suggested he either fictionalize it to include a more upbeat (albiet false) ending, or wait to resubmit it when there was really was more satisfying end to the story.

Not only does his social life suck, but his agent isn't interested in publishing his novel until his love life improves! HA! Talk about a double-whammy!!

(Oh I know it's not polite to point out the ironic humor in the situation. I can't help myself!!)