Snarky, self-assured, and celibate aren’t words normally grouped together, but they all come to mind as you read the musings of Anna Broadway, a local churchgoing romantic with a porn-star pseudonym. Fêted by hip publications the nation over, her blog navigates the murky Bay Area underworld of Christian singles, in which first kisses are often reserved for the wedding night, and sensuality is a substitute for sex. Broadway, a keen observer of human idiosyncracies reflects on the “many shades of virginity” with a deliciously acid tongue and depicts the men in her life as droll characters in parables of her own devising. It’s cheeky stuff. At the same time, Broadway’s inquiries into young love and lust reference a slew of dating guides, pop psychologists, and the occasional reader email. Thank goodness it’s more cultural anthropology than bible thumping. If only Broadway would reign in the random posts and curb the self-absorption, Sexless in the City would be more consistently thought-provoking. And her blog isn’t updated very often, perhaps because it’s being retooled into a memoir due out in April. It’s still a worthwhile click for the gems, though you may find yourself skimming.
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