Nicky Pellegrino ponders the internet's social boundaries.
Gloriously creepy is the only way to describe Londoner Lottie Moggach's debut novel, Kiss Me First (Picador). It's a piece of fiction that could only have been written right now, at this point in the life of the internet, as a younger generation grow accustomed to having much of their meaningful human contact online. In a way, it's a fairly grim vision of how that may affect them.
Leila is an isolated young woman. Her mother has died and she's living alone in a grim flat in a part of London where she knows no one. She has more than 70 friends on Facebook, none in real life. But Leila doesn't mind being by herself. She works at home as a software tester and spends her free time online playing World of Warcraft or posting her thoughts on a philosophy site called Red Pill.
It is through Red Pill that Leila makes contact with the charismatic, mysterious Adrian Dervish. He flatters her by elevating her to the status of Elite Thinker on his website then, in a face-to-face meeting, puts a proposal to her. Would she be prepared to help someone commit suicide? Not by providing pills or in any way doing the deed but by continuing their online life beyond death so friends and family won't know what's happened and can be spared immediate grief.
Okay, so not very likely, but if the reader can put that aside, Moggach rewards them with an intriguing, utterly gripping read.