From its voyeuristic cover to its snappy, sexy, humorous style this is a spiky modernist take on the effects of technology on relationships. Characters agonise about art, love, the pain of rejection, identity and sex. Love is as fragile as a pane of glass and the reader gets caught in the game as flashback techniques play with perception. This compulsive, surprising journey is like watching a film of awkward relationships through a camera lens.
There is a glass girl in my bed. If I ask too many questions she will shatter. So I'll wait for her to answer her own questions and in the meantime play join-the-freckles in the dark.