"If there was one thing my education had taught me, it was that cash set the imagination free."
Luca has quit his PhD in the US, broken up with his girlfriend, and returned to Manchester to crash on his friend's couch. He's not figuring it out and trying to stretch his last 2,000 pounds until he dies. After his friend gives him a wake-up call, he accepts a job as a ghostwriter for a man who's had shit luck in life.
This is peak literary fiction. Amazing writing, not a lot going on, but very wordy chewings about that nothingness. The ending was very heavy, I wasn't expecting to feel that bad about it all. So rounding my 3.5 starts up for the rating.
Luca was difficult to empathize with. He's the type of dude who goes with the flow and repeats his parents' mistakes. Some bits, I enjoyed. But overall, I couldn't get the sense of it all. The best bits for me were the writing bits and spending time with Andy, everything else about Luca's romantic life or dad didn't hold my interest.
I do have to say, as someone who has finished a PhD, that defense bit where you go from student to candidate is one of the toughest things to go through. It's a very humbling experience and I can't imagine having a tough panel for it (mine was great and I had the shakes while they deliberated). So, I just want to stress that leaving and quitting while the panel is deliberating is such a choice lol I also had the intrusive thought.
Anyways, amazing writing. (I think it's a debut too). I'm just the type of reader who likes substance and action more than I do style.
PS: Who wants to go to San Michele Cemetery with me?
Bits I highlighted:
She asked me tentatively what it was like to be a graduate student in America and I sait it was a harrowing experience which, if it didn't eat you from the inside out, would transform you into a demon and make you insufferable to everyone except your own kind.
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'How are you going to make a living?'
'I'm writing this book. I hope that it will lead to more opportunities.'
'What, do all his mates want books too? Will you become a bestselling ghostwriter of misery memoirs?'
'There's probably decent money in it. (...) I bet there are thousands of people like Andy who want to tell their stories.'
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"I'm like a crab whereas you're like an egg. A soft-boiled egg in a cup." (I will steal this for insults, I think it sounds quite refined)
*ARC received for free, this hasn't impacted my rating/review.