(I so remember being in my cubicle at work and having long ass email conversations with people for most of the afternoon.) (I still do that, come to think of it.) Initially, there are a few different departments and people whose messages are flagged most often, including Beth and Jennifer, two reporters who are best friends and thus email each other pretty much all day. His job, in part, is to monitor the email conversations that get flagged for inappropriate content and warn those who are using email for personal communication. Lincoln, a shy and quiet computer geek who lives with his mother, has taken a job at a local newspaper on the night shift in IT. The premise of the story is simple: it’s 1999. It’s a point of view that, if I like the narrators (and I did), is extremely accessible to my imagination. Epistolary novels work very well on me for that reason. The best thing about the story is that it’s alarmingly easy to sink into. I read this book while flying, and fought the Ambien I’d taken to keep reading it. If it were a sweater, I’d wear it constantly.
It doesn’t come with a squee cannon, because, while appropriate for the level of affection I feel for the story, it would be too loud. The Good Book Noise I made over this book (multiple times to multiple people) is one of the latter. Other times it’s a quiet, comforted sigh, because just thinking of the book gives me the happy mellow tingles. Sometimes it’s a gasp, particularly when someone mentions a book that not many other people I know have read, and oh-yay-oh-yay I get to talk about it with someone. Sometimes it’s a high pitched vibrating squeak, sort of the Jack Russell terrier hop version of Good Book Noise. I have a couple different kinds of Good Book Noise. Theme: Mistaken/False Identity, Workplace
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