The New York Times panned my book, then had to correct the review to fix all their errors. So why am I not angry?
Because: This is a seemingly quotidian story with a wild, meta twist and I love it. That concept of “ghost relationships” I think is especially relevant today, with the over-abundance of relationships that exist almost exclusively from afar, such as with Twitter acquaintances and email pen-pals.
Please do write a book involving ghost relationships, Patrick Somerville.