Sloane Crosley est l'auteure du premier roman, The Clasp. Elle a également écrit des best-sellers du New York Times, notamment I Was Told There'd Be Cake et How Did You Get This Number. Crosley est célébrée pour son esprit vif et ses observations perspicaces de la vie moderne, souvent tirées de ses expériences personnelles. Ses œuvres explorent des thèmes tels que l'identité, les relations et la recherche de sens dans un monde complexe.
A sparkling second book from the bestselling author of I Was Told There'd Be
Cake in which Crosley leaves her familiar stomping ground of Manhattan to
travel The World: elegant writing, mordant wit and genuine insight.
A 2022 BOOK OF THE YEAR FOR THE TIMES 'The witty, improbably propulsive rom-com you didn't know you were waiting for' ELIF BATUMAN 'Razor sharp and very funny on the cult of modern dating' PANDORA SYKES 'So good. I couldn't stop reading it' NICK HORNBY 'Cult Classic makes an uproarious time of romantic carnage' RAVEN LEILANI 'A witty and fantastical story of dating and experimental psychology in New York City' PUBLISHERS WEEKLY (starred review) One night in New York City's Chinatown, Lola is at a dinner with former colleagues when she excuses herself to buy a pack of cigarettes. On her way back, she runs into a former boyfriend. The next night, she runs into another ex. And then... another. The city has become awash with ghosts of heartbreaks past. What might have passed for coincidence becomes something far stranger when the recently engaged Lola must contend not only with the viability of her current relationship, but the fact that her best friend and her former boss - a magazine editor turned mystical guru - might have an unhealthy investment in its outcome. As memories of the past swirl and converge, Lola is forced to decide if she will surrender herself to the conspirings of one very contemporary cult. A smart, sharp and hugely entertaining tale of luck and love, Cult Classic asks: is it possible to have a happy ending in an age when the past is ever at your fingertips and sanity is for sale?
'Glitters with wit and wisdom' Guardian 'A thing of pure joy' Stylist 'I couldn't put it down' Grazia Back in college, Victor loved Kezia, Kezia loved Nathaniel and Nathaniel loved himself. Now, ten years on and reunited at the wedding of a friend, it's as if nothing has changed. Almost. Victor has just been fired from a middling search engine, Kezia is second-in-command to an eccentric jewellery designer, and Nathaniel, former literary cool kid, is now one of LA's two million aspiring TV writers. As the champagne flows, Victor finds himself sharing a bizarre encounter with the mother of the groom that triggers an obsession over a legendary necklace. Could a trip to Paris in search of the missing piece of jewellery doom or save their friendship?
Following the death of her closest friend, Sloane Crosley explores multiple kinds of loss in this disarmingly witty and poignant memoir.Grief Is for People is a deeply moving and surprisingly suspenseful portrait of friendship and a book about loss packed with verve for life. Sloane Crosley is one of our most renowned observers of contemporary behavior, and now the pathos that has been ever present in her trademark wit is on full display. After the pain and confusion of losing her closest friend to suicide, Crosley looks for answers in friends, philosophy, and art, hoping for a framework more useful than the unavoidable stages of grief.
Eine herrlich bissige und smarte Komödie über das Daten im 21. Jahrhundert – all die Möglichkeiten zwischen Dating Apps und Social Media. Und da soll man sich mit dem Jawort festlegen und nicht in Panik geraten, dass es der Falsche sein könnte? New York City, Chinatown. Die frisch verlobte Lola ist mit ihren Kollegen unterwegs und wollte eigentlich nur schnell Zigaretten holen, als sie von einer »zufälligen« Begegnung mit einem Ex-Freund in ihre Vergangenheit katapultiert wird. Am nächsten Abend trifft sie an der gleichen Stelle auf einen anderen Ex-Freund. Und dann auf noch einen. Plötzlich scheint die Stadt überflutet mit den Geistern von verflossenem Herzschmerz. Ist das noch Zufall? Eigentlich sollte Lola das alles nicht mehr kümmern, schließlich hat sie den perfekten Mann schon gefunden. Oder vielleicht doch nicht?