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The Last Place She'd Look by Arlene Schindler

The Last Place She'd Look

The Last Place She’d Look is an uproarious novel about a self-help writer who anxiously faces a milestone birthday by compulsively searching for a serious relationship.  Meanwhile, friends urge her to “Stop looking for love, just enjoy yourself.”


From day spas to dominatrix dungeons, wacky encounters with cheaters, narcissists, drunks, and a college fantasy via Facebook, our heroine perseveres with optimistic hope. But juggling her “virtual popularity” and actual exploits proves more complicated than she thought. Passionate interludes cloud her thinking. Is Sara having a mid-life crisis? Will lots of sex be abundantly fulfilling -- or just create more laundry?


Sensual and desirous, she’s frequently disappointed by and invisible to men deemed conventionally appropriate. She says, “My dating pool is getting so small, soon it will be the size of a shot glass.”

Moms are Nuts

But Don't Tell Them We  Said So

Moms are Nuts is a collection of stories about mothers, grandmothers, mother-in-laws and mother figures who have crossed the paths of some of the wittiest writers and comedians. Laugh your way through 26 brilliant stories… some of which may sound waaaay too familiar. Turns out you’re not the only person who thinks their mother is sometimes one sandwich short of a picnic.


Moms Art Nuts - But Don't Tell Them We Said So

Stand-up & Heartbreak

Surviving My Life's Comedy of Errors Without Bombing

Finally, after years of living the bad dream of stage bombs and marriage wrongs in NYC, to the laid back world of L.A. where I finally found my home and my voice, there’s now Stand-up & Heartbreak: Surviving My Life’s Comedy of Errors Without Bombing.


This memoir is a humorous look at the road to stand-up, from the perspective of someone in its midst, traversing a road often schlepped along but not often talked about: rejection, disappointment, addiction, bad sex and marriage gone awry— comedy at the wrong time, in a world where timing is everything.


Join me, in 1981, the year Amy Schumer was born, when I stepped onto a seedy stage at a NYC comedy club and learned the hard way how to survive in a cutthroat, not so-humorous world of male comedians, fickle audiences, bombing jokes, and eventual cheers. It was an era of bad hair, almost memorable music, and confusion about male/female roles, and the last of the eras where  women were expected to marry up and shut up.


Stand-up & Heartbreak shows how I finally got my timing right and how, through it all, I held on to the belief that laughter holds our souls together.



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