Jennifer and Beth are immediately very likeable. The novel is a mix between Lincoln's 3rd person POV and a delightful modern epistolary confection consisting of Jennifer and Beth's increasingly personal emails to one another. The only problem is, if he wants to be with her, how can he do so knowing that he's just spent a ridiculous amount of time violating her personal privacy? After about the fourth or fifth flagged conversation, Lincoln realizes it's too late to send them a warning and with not a little guilt begins looking forward to each flagged email, especially when it becomes clear to him that not only is he developing feelings for Beth, but she has a little crush on him as well. That is, until he accidentally becomes wrapped up in the correspondence of two employees, film critic Beth and copyeditor Jennifer, who are smart and funny and who little by little begin treating their work email accounts as a personal chat service. He spends most of his time reading books and doing other non work-related activities. It's a bit of a creepy job reading other people's emails and sending them warnings, not to mention tedious and boring, but it's at least a job.
Twenty-eight year old perpetual student Lincoln is fresh off his latest graduate degree and is stuck in a rut in basically every area of his life: he lives with his mother, he has no foreseeable career objectives (he can't even figure out what it is that he might be good at), he has no social life to speak of excepting Saturday night games of D&D with his lifelong friends, and he hasn't even attempted a romantic relationship since his heart was smashed into pieces eight years before by the girl he thought he'd be with forever.Īs the novel opens, Lincoln has just taken a job in a Nebraska newspaper's IT department where he is in charge of the newly developed email security program that monitors employee's email accounts for inappropriate usage. I believe that sentence and my five star rating should speak for itself, but I would like to elaborate anyway because when you fall in love with something you want to tell everybody about it as loudly and in as many ways as possible.Īttachments takes place in 1999, just before the turn of the millennium and all the madness of Y2K (remember Y2K? It was like practice for the Mayan apocalypse!). and it's the middle of the night and I'M SO ALONE." This is what I wrote on Goodreads approximately one minute and thirty-one seconds after finishing the last page at 2 AM on Saturday night: "FUCKING HELL, MAN. This is an especially appropriate metaphor to be making when talking about Rainbow Rowell's delightful little book, Attachments, which is about a man falling in love in a very inappropriate way. In both cases, most of the time you just can't help yourself, and what happens during the falling is almost entirely out of your control. In both cases, most of the time you just can't help yourself, and what happens during the falling is almost entirely out of December 2015: I love you, book.įebruary 2013: Falling in love with a book is exactly like falling in love with a person. I guess we'll see!)įebruary 2013: Falling in love with a book is exactly like falling in love with a person. (Sidenote: After my first re-read, this may not be my favorite Rainbow Rowell book anymore? I still love it beyond reason, but I think she's just matured so much as an author, Carry On or Fangirl might overtake it when I get to them.
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