Synopsis An epistolary novel with a twist--e-mail. It tells the story of Bev and Max who meet in the Writer's Forum, an on-line chat group. Bev, who is married, finds Max attractive, but it is the computer show Macworld that provides the impetus in their relationship.
| Details | | Publication Date: | 1996-08-01 |
| Size | | Length: | 123 pages | | Height: | 6.3 in | | Width: | 5.0 in | | Thickness: | 0.5 in | | Weight: | 4.0 oz |
Publisher's Note CHAT is the story of two people who "Meet" online while cruising one of the world's largest information networks. Bev, a tough-minded book editor who has been logging online for years, cautiously begins corresponding copywriter who strikes up an e-mail conversation with her. Bev and Max's relationship gradually becomes more intense as the story unfolds entirely through their electronic messages.
Readers cannot resist the temptation to eavesdrop on Bev and Max's intimate correspondence as she slowly becomes less inhibited and he grows more and more fascinated by her. Two people who are at first faceless, ageless, and voiceless come vibrantly alive through their sometimes serious, sometimes entertaining, yet always believable correspondence with each other. A tantalizing adventure, CHAT brings romance into the age of technology with some startling results.
Industry Reviews McCarthy's isn't the first e-mail epistolary novel (though it was rather newer when she self-published it in 1995), but it is better than most. By clever combinations of e-mail, live chat, emoticons and computer shortcuts, she gives the headstrong-girl-meets-self-sufficient-boy story a refreshing twist. Bev (BevJ@frederic_gerard.com) and Max (Maximilian@miller&morris.com) meet in a chat group called Writer's Forum, after which Max e-mails her, asking about jobs. The married Bev is understandably leery of starting a correspondence with someone she imagines to be yet another loser cyberloon, but soon finds him to be neither a loser nor a loon and, in fact, rather charming. Then comes the computer show, Macworld, which, in this context (and probably only in this context) turns out to be a catalyst in their relationship. The novel begins a little awkwardly, with the computer-literate Bev stopping to explain online acronyms (there is both a glossary and a schematic of emoticons at the book's end) and the writing, perhaps purposefully, never transcends serviceable e-mail patter. Still, McCarthy does convey the freedom of electronic anonymity, and the resulting novel, if slight, is a perfectly enjoyable way to spend a few minutes. (Sept.) Lopate
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