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All This Has Nothing To Do With Me

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2.98 based on 168 ratings & 25 reviews on Goodreads.com
Picador

09 April 15
9781447274988
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£7.99
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Synopsis

'Set to be one of the coolest novels of the year' Stylist

When journalist 'MS' interviews the mysterious 'XX' for a job at her Paris magazine, she hires him straight away – because he's gorgeous.

As one date leads to another, her obsession spirals. MS finds herself writing letters to Facebook (to see if XX can tell how many times she views his page), to her phone company (can they delete messages she regrets sending?) and to XX's favourite author (who is dead), whilst the object of her affection remains aloof, a moodily seductive Vespa-riding urbanite.

All This Has Nothing To Do With Me by Monica Sabolo is an exposé of a broken heart. With full access to MS's photos, diary extracts and emails, it documents MS and XX's relationship from jubilant start to painful finish, and lays out her life – and past – for our scrutiny.

Highly original, extremely funny, and darkly moving, this is an unputdownable glimpse into the depths of one woman's psyche.

In the media

Monica Sabolo dissects an unhappy love affair with as much precision as CSI: Miami
Grazia (France)
How does a beautiful young woman - a little crazy, sure - end up consulting a spiritualist? . . . Let he who has loved without becoming a monster throw the first lighter . . . All This Has Nothing To Do With Me is a small, deeply singular work . . . The success of this extremely amiable book owes as much to its unique ambition as its disparate form. The work is carried by a constant sense of self-directed irony, and an unfailing sense of humour.
Elle (France) Book of the week
How does a beautiful young woman - a little crazy, sure - end up consulting a spiritualist? . . . Let he who has loved without becoming a monster throw the first lighter . . . All This Has Nothing To Do With Me is a small, deeply singular work . . . The success of this extremely amiable book owes as much to its unique ambition as its disparate form. The work is carried by a constant sense of self-directed irony, and an unfailing sense of humour.
Elle (France) Book of the week