Nancy Friday, author of My Secret Garden - Women’s Sexual Fantasies, passes away aged 84

New York: Nancy Friday, a journalist and author whose best-selling My Secret Garden was a landmark compilation of women’s sexual fantasies, has died at age 84. Literary agent Robert Thixton said Friday died on 5 November morning in her Manhattan apartment. She was 84 and died of complications from Alzheimer’s. My Secret Garden: Women’s Sexual Fantasies, explicit letters and interviews gathered by Friday, was published in 1973 and is widely regarded as the first major book to compile women’s sexual fantasies. It was an era of erotic candor, from Dr. David Reuben’s Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Sex(asterisk) ((asterisk)But Were Afraid to Ask) to Erica Jong’s novel Fear of Flying. But Friday’s book was still shocking, with its graphic detail of everything from rape to bestiality. My Secret Garden was described at the time as a dirty book with the clean parts edited out. It was panned by Ms. Magazine, which declared that “this woman is not a feminist,” but sold millions of copies and made Friday a celebrity who was interviewed by Tom Snyder, Charlie Rose and Bill Maher, among others. [caption id=“attachment_4197067” align=“alignnone” width=“825”]  Nancy Friday. Image via Washington Post/Getty Images[/caption] Her other books included Women On Top, Jealousy and Beyond My Control. Friday was married twice, to author Bill Manville and Time magazine executive Norman Pearlstine. Both marriages ended in divorce. A Pittsburgh native who grew up in Charleston, South Carolina, Friday was a graduate of Wellesley College and worked as a newspaper and magazine reporter and in public relations in the 1960s and ’70s before the era’s sexual revolution gave her the idea for a book which became My Secret Garden. “I do think a lot of women are likely to begin fantasizing after reading this book,” Friday told The New York Times in 1973. “Or rather, become aware that they have been fantasizing all along, and that these sudden odd ideas or notions they have up to now forgotten, or repressed, are indeed fantasies.”