Books by Anka Radakovich

NON-FICTION
Released: April 1, 1997

Details magazine's sex columnist, Radakovich (The Wild Girls Club, 1994) has spent too long in the trenches of sex journalism, as evidenced by this utterly unerotic book. Her idea was to travel the country in search of the randiest among us, visiting such lubricious sites as swingers' bars, nudist colonies, and polygamist clubs. But with nothing much to say about any of the behavior she sees, she resorts to poking fun at the paunchier swingers, offering endless jokes about ``packages'' that only a 12-year-old could enjoy, bragging about the men who try to pick her up, or, in a neat contradiction, griping about the men who stare at her. Radakovich (or ``Mistress Anka,'' as she refers to herself) generally hates every place she goes, and if she's not having fun, neither is the reader. She eventually heads to Las Vegas, where she and her girlfriends repeatedly flash their breasts in a feeble attempt at being wild. It's a sad picture of women of a certain age feigning the insouciance of youth, and the reader longs for someone like the much more droll Candace Bushnell to add a little zest and wit to the situation. The only essay that works is the conclusion to the ``win-a-date-with-Anka'' story, when Radakovich eases her relentlessly too-tough stance and admits that her feelings are hurt when the date on whom she has developed a huge crush manipulates and rejects her. A look at America's favorite pastime by a reporter who's lost her edge. (photos, not seen) (Author tour) Read full book review >
THE WILD GIRLS CLUB by Anka Radakovich
BIOGRAPHY & MEMOIR
Released: May 4, 1994

Radakovich gives men the lowdown about women's secret desires and conversations, as exemplified by the Wild Girls Club, consisting of her and her ``supervixen'' friends. The pieces collected here, which have appeared in Details magazine, were written for a male audience, but, filled with anecdotes about the search for sex and love, they will also appeal to women. Obsessed with sex and male sex organs, Radakovich relates her experiences with exuberant candor. After sampling the offerings from a couple of male escort (read ``prostitute'') services, Radakovich concludes that ``having someone to worship you is one of life's better turn-ons.'' In another experiment, she tests several aphrodisiacs, with varied results (after taking one called Montezuma's Secret, ``even the knockwurst in the refrigerator started to look good''). Tired of the single life, she joins several dating services (``getting laid was not the problem; finding someone who didn't irritate us in the morning after was'') only to meet a nerd, a likable slob, and a man who embarrasses her by performing card tricks at an outdoor cafe. When a neighbor finds love on a cruise ship, Radakovich takes a cruise. Although at first the trip is a ``single's nightmare,'' it turns around with a huge alcoholic fest and flirtation confessions near the end of the cruise. Radakovich's raffish sense of humor litters her book, especially her tongue-in-cheek answers to ``probing questions from the male room'' as ``the Determinator'' at Details. Although right on target with much of her advice and narration, she also receives mail from irate customers (``Come to Seattle,'' one man writes, ``Ted Bundy was from here''). Battled-scarred survivors of stressful dating and miscommunication will want to read this book, if only for laughs. Read full book review >