In
a matter of days I will stagger into a new year reeking of cheap
liquor, cigar smoke and, with any luck, sex. I won't hold my breath
for that hat-trick, but crazier things have happened. Look at the
events of the past year, for example--or, more poignantly, the last
four months.
During
the summer, a group of |
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professional
and personal colleagues, licking their wounds from a failed
first-run at publishing a website, reconvened, brainstormed, and came
up with a nifty little concept we called YourMVP
Magazine Online.
A site for men, by men--and women--the idea seemed to have merit.
Unlike the previous attempt at publishing success--the ill-fated
REACTOR-Mag.com--at least it had a defined focus.
YourMVP
would blend funny, unique, male-oriented features and interviews
with reviews and previews--and throw in a selection of hot,
sweat-drenched female bodies just to keep things looking good. It was
a recipe for success, we felt, and we
set
about selling the idea to others. Emails and calls went out. Anyone
that knew anyone that was anyone--and that owed our staff members a
favor--was summoned.
The
first "issue" of YourMVP
hit the web on September 15, two weeks later than originally planned,
but just in time to begin our forward momentum. Rena
Mero graced our first cover, and there's been no
looking back since.
That's
exactly the attitude we're taking with us into 2001, too. Our
momentum is buidling by the day. With our readership growing
consistently, ranging in the hundreds-of-thousands of hits per month,
we will soon begin to look for advertisers. (If you're interested in
being a guinea pig--er, our first advertiser--drop me a note!)
As
"business" starts to truly pick up, I personally guarantee
an outstanding slate of editorial content for the new year. We
promise to continue bringing you new and interesting celebrities and
individuals for your reading--and viewing--pleasures.
To
kick things off, January is diva month (it seems), as we trip the
lights fantastic with dance music mavens Kristine W and Abigail.
Never heard of these two house-music hotties? Well, fear not. We'll
introduce you to these chart-topping club sirens . . . and, once you
see them, you'll wonder why you haven't been hitting the disco more
often.
For
readers after something a bit kinkier, or perhaps more literary (now
there's a combo!), YourMVP
touches base with author Shawna Kinney. Our curiosity about her book
"I Was a Teenage Dominatrix" needs no explanation, but this
interview is not to be missed! If you do, she's likely to show up at
your place, tie you up and slap you silly. (Hey, come back here!)
Our
publishing calendar is full nearly through spring! For a publication
that was nothing more than a well-planned dream just a few months
ago, that's saying something. Come to think of it, it says that
dreams and high hopes can come true--if you plan them properly.
Maybe
I'll take a look at that hat-trick again and review a way to make
sure it happens just like I want it, too. There's got to be a
cigar-chompin', Boone's-guzzling hooker in this neighborhood
somewhere. Hell, that would kill all three birds with one stone and
leave one hand free for ringing in the new year.
Now
that sounds like a plan!
--PEP
YourMVP
Editor-in-Chief
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