I read Fangirl quite by accident, stumbling across it on Netgalley, and I picked up Attachments at the library on Saturday. I started it a Sunday afternoon. I finished it Monday night. The only reason I didn’t finish is Sunday night is because I’m a mom and first-day-of-school, last minute sewing had to take precedence.
Attachments is Rowell’s first novel, and it’s unlike anything I’ve ever read. Half the book is nothing but emails between Beth, a movie reviewer at the local paper, and her friend Jennifer, one of the newspaper’s copy editors. The other half is the story of Lincoln, the night IT guy, hired mainly to help the paper limp through Y2K. As we all know, Y2K turned out to be a whole lot of nothing, and Lincoln finds himself reading Beth and Jennifer’s emails. He becomes, well, attached to Beth, to her stories and her life, and finds himself falling in love with her sight unseen.
Rowell is a clever, smart writer. Her prose is simple but beautiful and her story is perfect. I’m a little mad at myself that I didn’t listen to all the Cannonballers who were gushing over her, and that I waited as long as I did to read her work. And I’m a little more mad that I’ve already blown through all three of her novels and I have to wait like everyone else to see what she’s going to write next.