What sly wicked fun this was!
Novelist Gerry Anderson has a double tear in his quadricep and is bound to his bed in his beautiful new apartment in Baltimore. Having recently moved from NYC to be near his mother, who has since passed away from Alzheimer’s, he knows no one and must depend on his recently hired assistant and night nurse for everything.
Gerry begins to receive vaguely threatening telephone calls from a woman claiming to be Aubrey, the name of the character in his bestselling novel, Dream Girl. Aubrey claims she exists and he has done her wrong. Although it‘s a matter of speculation in the literary world, Gerry claims Aubrey is completely fictitious.
On heavy doses of pain medication and Ambien is he experiencing drug-induced delusions? Is he the victim of a prank? Is he suffering from dementia like his mother? The latter seems likely as there is no record of the calls that become increasingly threatening. As the danger escalates, he lies helpless as a baby in his bed.
If this is really happening could there be a woman he has wronged? No. His conscience is clear. Well…Clearish. If only the culture wasn’t moving so fast. Jokes that were fine a few years ago are now deemed offensive. And all of the many women he slept with practically demanded it. HE was the victim here, not them. Of course he’s blameless. Right?
Gerry’s thoughts are hilarious and made me laugh out loud more than once. Other times…well, as we move back in time to certain incidents in his life we begin to suspect Gerry may lack self-awareness.
This was an uncorrected ARC so keep that in mind, but some of my favorite lines:
Regarding the tablet cover that belongs to his non-reading, tv watching assistant:
“the case is covered with a pattern featuring cats doing human things. Cooking, riding bicycles, knitting. Reading. So cats read, but she doesn’t.”
-“It is a smart phone. It is smarter than anyone who works for him, that’s for sure.”
-“Yet soft, tactical lies, so-called white lies—is it okay to call them white or is that now racist?”
-“She has joined a book club in the building, although it seems like more of a drinking club to Gerry.”
-“…an all-black outfit with a “statement” necklace, only what is the statement? “Hello, I am confident enough to wear this very large, ugly necklace.”
-“although she never eats, she does her not-eating in the very best restaurants, wearing beautiful clothes.”
-“She always insisted that she had not had “work” done, a turn of phrase that amuses Gerry, as it implies that tightening and plumping the body is a job in a way that other surgery is not. No one speaks of heart work.”
The author in the epilogue considers this her first work of horror inspired in part by a few of her favorite novelists. Certainly, as the events transpire the story gets very dark indeed but I would call it more of a literary thriller. Some things that occur are horrific but they happen off the page.
I absolutely loved it. The writing is sharp and smart and the slow build-up of tension and suspense was pitch perfect. I loved Gerry’s witty observations, I loved the flashbacks that give us a clearer picture of who he really was, I loved the references to book titles, authors, and movies, the publishing world and academia, and I loved the satirical humor.
And the ending….well, it was a fitting end! Unputdownable and highly recommended!
“In a world that was speeding up, novelists were obligated to make people slow down."
So true, but this was such a page-turner it was difficult to slow down.
• I received a digital copy of the book via NetGalley. All opinions are my own
• Pub date 6/22/21 by William Morrow