The Price: My Rise and Fall as Natalia, New York's #1 Escort Hardcover – Oct 1 2008
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About the Author
Natalie “Natalia” McLennan was born in Montréal in 1980. An aspiring actress, she moved to New York and in 2004 started to work for New York Confidential as an escort, where she commanded rates as high as $2,000 an hour.
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If this kind of drivel sounds good to you you might like "The Price," at least if you've never read a hooker tell-all book. The book has neither the humor and intelligence of "Mayflower Madam" nor the gritty if depressing reality of "Going Down." McLennan isn't unlikeable, she's just not that interesting. You don't love her, you don't hate her. You just can't really care what happens to her because "The Price" is as phony as a prostitute pretending to be what she thinks you want. Even the descriptions of sex read like someone's idea of what a reader might think is hot -- I'd reproduce some of them here but Amazon's naughty word detector would probably ding them. Still, you can probably write them yourself: "He was so hot and huge," "My _____ was so wet," "Her ____s were so ______," "I couldn't keep myself from _____ing repeatedly at the sight of his/her _______ ________s." Yawn.
There is almost zero insight here into either the mind of a high-priced call girl or the men willing to pay four figures an hour for one. But then, how much insight can you expect from a woman who writes that her boyfriend who beat her up didn't deserve to to be arrested? No explanation why, no past tense involved, just that he didn't deserve it.
At least if this book were well-written, it might make up for its lack of depth. I probably could have overlooked the book's numerous grammatical errors if the author hadn't made such a big deal about how intelligent she is, and I can't imagine anyone other than serious fashionistas being interested in loving descriptions of designer clothing that go on for paragraphs at a time. The best I can say is that the writing is pretty good for a prostitute, but it's not very good for an author, and while the accounts of sex are, I suppose, not too bad for an author, they aren't very good for a prostitute.
As I said, if you've never read a call girl tell-all and are interested in some of the details, you might find this interesting. But given all the great books out there, including some truly good guilty-pleasure non-fiction (The Dirt comes to mind), why waste time with a book that seems like nothing more than a quickly dashed off attempt to cash in on the Spitzer scandal?