Quirkyalone: A Manifesto for Uncompromising Romantics Book

QuirkyAlone tried to be a movement. It probably fizzled because QuirkyAlones just aren't much for group hugs and scheduled bonding sessions. That's not to say that we're quitters, though. Search the craigslist personals for 'quirkyalone' and you'll still come across the keyword once in awhile. THEY'RE OUT THERE.

I went through an extensive single self-help reading list one summer and it only made me feel hopeless, isolated, and indignant. The one thing I retained was an anecdote about a single woman who was giving up a one-bedroom apartment that she adored and moving in with a roommate. She was afraid she would get too used to being on her own and would never be able to adapt to cohabitating with a mate. The only reason I remember this passage is that I sort of connected with it. This woman adored her independence, was proud of it, but she was also afraid of it, and was even more afraid of her pride. I get that. I totally get that.

And it's about the only thing I "got" from this single-lit genre until QuirkyAlone. The philosophy isn't highly intellectual. The prose isn't moving or poetic. The anecdotes and quips aren't particularly wry. You won't get chills'you might even cringe. But if you are a QuirkyAlone, you'll appreciate this book. You'll get it. It's about you. YOU'RE OUT THERE.