Two writers. One bad review. An exchange of letters that rewrites them both.
Eve Marchetti called Nathan Cole's last novel "an overpraised exercise in authorial self-regard masquerading as a love story." The letter was published. He memorized it. Three weeks later he walked into her coffee shop and offered her a contract: $1,000 a month, in exchange for letting him read her unfinished novel and tell her, in writing, exactly what was wrong with it.
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"I'm going to be honest with you, because I think it would be a worse use of both our time for me to be anything else."— Nathan, letter one of eleven
Eight chapters. Two writers. Forty thousand words of letters.
What follows is not, despite appearances, a story about whether Eve and Nathan end up together. They end up together. That part is not the suspense. The suspense is what the letters cost them, what the letters give them, and the moment somewhere around month four when the contract stops being a contract and starts being the only honest relationship either of them has ever had.
Eve is the kind of writer who protects her characters from their own worst decisions. Nathan is the kind of writer who protects himself. They are, by every metric, exactly wrong for each other. They are also, by the metric neither of them is willing to admit, exactly right. The novel they write — his, then hers, then the third one they write in the same room at the same desk in the same apartment in Brooklyn — is the kind of novel that only two difficult people can write together.
This is a love story for people who have ever been told they are too much. It is also a story about what it costs to be taught, by someone you cannot stand, to love the thing you have made.
A novella with teeth. Not cozy. Not safe. Not for everyone.
Eight chapters, two narrators, one year and a half of correspondence. Read in an evening. Think about for a month.
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Honest signals in both directions.
Short, honest answers.
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About 5,500 words. A complete novella — long enough for an evening, short enough to read in one sitting.
A literary romance for people who have been told they are too much.
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