“It’s a particular kind of pleasure, of intimacy, loving a book with someone.”

“But I can’t go out with a guy who’s written eleven and half pages in three years. That kind of thing is contagious.”

I was addicted to this book! Casey is 31, living in a potting shed in Boston, drowning in debt and sorrow, and working as a waitress while trying to finish her novel. I found her immediately likable and interesting and was cheering her on throughout. And it was nice to read a book with a happy ending for once (don’t worry, I don’t think this is much of a spoiler)! This was set in 1997 and I loved being reminded what life was like before cell phones and the internet – when you called someone and just hoped they were home or you called around to find them. In some ways, it felt like historical fiction!