Matt Richtel

Twiller Plot Summary

2008-09-03T07:46:00.000-07:00

Twiller plot summary:

Early June - a man comes to consciousness in the Colorado mountains. He suffers from a head wound, and amnesia. Like his brain, his cell phone only partly works: it can send twitters, but audio is broken. He begins twittering his discoveries, and self-discoveries.

Between his toes – specifically, between his big toe and the one next to it – he feels pain. He finds there a tiny pin stuck between them, tiny but deep. Taped around the pin is a piece of paper. On the piece of paper is written: Abraham.

He hitchhikes his way down the mountains. At one point, a couple pull over to pick him up. But when the woman in the passenger seat sees him, she points and screams to her husband: “it’s the man from the news.” They speed off. Bewildered, he continues on.

At a small mountain town, he enters gas station food mart to spend last $10 on food. A slender redhead approaches him says: Come with me! She seems to know him but drives her SUV in silence. He falls asleep in car. Finally, her first words to him are: “liar.” The car is stopped. She has a knife to his throat. “Killer,” she says. He suppresses a violent urge to grab the knife. There is much anger and violence in him.

She points him out of the car. He exits and finds himself at a bus station in Steamboat Springs, Colo. In his pocket, he finds a one-way bus ticket to San Francisco, $100, and a piece of paper on which the word “Twirlers” is written in blue pen.

The bus ride permits and provokes memories: a father who was a pilot, mother – he seems to remember – who hacked computers, sister who played soccer and had anger. And visions of something else, or someone else, with the name Palfrey. It keeps nagging at him. What might it mean?

Outside Reno, in an Internet café, he looks up Palfrey. He finds: Deborah Jean Palfrey. The DC Madam. The dead DC Madam. He shivers with recognition, but vague recognition. He’s involved with something bad.

He arrives in San Francisco, consumed with the name Palfrey and whatever dangerous memory it might represent. In San Fran, he visits another net café. He looks up the name “Twirlers,” which is the word from the piece of paper he received in Colorado. It is the name of a strip club.

That night, at a hotel, someone slips a note under his door. It reads: “Abe.” He wonders is “Abe” the same as “Abraham,” the man from between his toes? Is Abe connected to the dead DC Madam?

Then the drinking starts. He remembers something about himself: he likes cheap gin. And he begins binging on it. Particularly as his memories start to return, he drinks more and more heavily – to the point of puking and passing out. He wakes up the next morning after an extreme bender.

The next night, he goes to Twirlers, aiming for find Abe, or who knows what. Instead, he meets a star-tattooed stripper named Sarah. She seems to take a shine to him. Next thing he knows, he’s at her apartment, having sex. And this is how he learns his name. She screams it: Lev. She must have known him earlier. She admits as much; says some weeks earlier, he’d been in the club asking about Abe.

Sarah, a single mom with a deadbeat ex-husband, gives Lev $100 and sends him on his way. He spends it on booze as memories surface. One of them is vibrant: he remembers a meeting on the 15^th floor of San Francisco’s Transamerica building.

He goes to the building, and 15^th floor. It is the offices of Hawl and Ile, a law firm specializing on political lobbying. “Hawl,” the lead partner is “Abraham Hawl.”

He returns to Sarah the Stripper’s house to demand answers. Initially, they have sex, and he starts drinking. He gets piss drunk and she boots him from the house at dawn. He wakes up on the street. He drinks more. Wakes up in his own puke. He is an addict. Drinks more. Returns to her apartment a few days later. He finds it ransacked and Sarah gone. He searches the place. Under a floorboard, he finds a picture of he and Sarah that looks about two years old. So he did know her. And he finds a clipping of a news story from the Aspen Times. It names him as the suspect in the murder of a high-end prostitute named “Shelalah.” It gives his full name: Lev Kind. There is one more thing: a pass to the upcoming Democratic National Convention. The name on the pass is Tim Havney.

Lev visits Transamerica building. He finds that Abe Hawl has headed to Colorado, where his firm has an office and where he is headed for the Democratic National Convention. Lev buys a bus ticket. He’s drunk, angry, confused, and heading into the eye of the storm.

On the bus ride, a new memory surfaces – the spinning of wheels and roads have a way of bringing back his memories. He keeps seeing a hospital, an operation or surgical procedure – and he’s in the middle of it. This image haunts him, along with Palfrey, and Abraham. What does it add up to?

In Salt Lake, he returns from a bender to find a natty Joseph Aboud suit and $500 in his motel 6. He starts to wonder: are twitter followers helping him? Are any even following his story? How many?

Many minor details and partial memories later -- particularly of the surgical procedure -- he winds up in Aspen. He goes looking for evidence of a dead hooker named Shelalah and how he might be involved with her. His hazy memories direct him first to a bar called Cooper Street. During two days of binging there, he notices a guy with a ponytail is eyeing him – wondering if maybe he recognizes Lev. But Lev is in his natty suit and his head is shaved. He’s a different man from before – or looks like it. Eventually, Lev follows the man to a doorway in an alley. Later, Lev returns to find the doorway is an entrance to a high-end massage parlor. He makes an appointment to return.

His appointment with Stacy – another S-named hooker – begets not sex, but information: Shelalah was a mom with two kids, 92 credits toward college graduation, and a great capacity to make money playing Texas Hold-Em. He finds her headstone in the Aspen cemetery. This is whom he has supposedly killed.

And, suddenly, he’s arrested for the murder. The hooker named Stacy seduces him to her house, then she calls the cops. He’s taken into custody while sleeping off a gin bender. For a few days, Stacy gets the twittering phone. A novice in the medium, she tells the story from her perspective for a few days. Among her revelations: that the cops charge Lev with murder because they have critical evidence: Lev’s blood is on the knife that killed Shelalah.

Then Lev escapes jail.

How he does so is unclear. All that is clear to Stacy is that he shows up at her house, and she – with him watching her menacingly – twitters what she believes to be her last words. We do not know what happens to her, but only that Lev has gotten his phone back. He has a revelation and confession: There is a killer inside me – he writes – but it is not me. It is the mutant that is alive in me.

He heads to the Democratic National Convention

There, he’s not sure what to look for. At one of the elite parties his all-access convention pass allows him into, he bellies up to the bar. He is inspired by the political rhetoric and tries to do something novel and positive: not drink. He gets a seltzer water, and spies the crowd. A beautiful blonde woman catches his eye. She and Lev know he each other. She is talking to two men that he realizes from context are senators. He walks close to the three of them and inhales her Oscar de La Rente and his shocked with a vision of her with bloody hands. Before he can talk to her, she disappears in the crowd. He starts binging.

Then in the crowd, he sees Abe Hawl. He follows Hawl to Denver’s swanky Brown Palace Hotel. Or, at least, that’s what he determines the next morning, when he wakes up from a major bender in an alley near the hotel. He stakes out the hotel. Later in the day – hours before Obama’s speech – he sees Hawl exit the side of the building into a limo. With him is the blonde woman with the killer perfume.

He manages to follow them to mile-high stadium for Obama’s speech. And one piece of the puzzle starts to come together. The surgical procedure that has been nagging at him was a transplant. Lev realizes and remembers he has in the last few years gotten cancer and required a bone marrow transplant. The donor was Abe Hawl. To what end?

At mile-high stadium, he makes a beeline to Hawl for answers. When he gets close, Hawl’s eyes widen with fear and recognition. Hawl’s strongmen push Lev to the ground, and Hawl disappears in the crowd.

Lev goes to a bar to drink. He feels a hand in his pocket. He looks to find the backside of someone he recognizes from earlier in the story: it’s the redhead who picked him up in the mountains. She too – like others in this tale – eludes him in a crowd chase. But she has left him something in his pocket: a note that says “they’ll kill you,” and a pass to the Republican National Convention.

He gets on a busy to Minnesota. While en route to St. Paul, the bus takes a pit stop in Sioux Falls, SD. Lev gets off the bus to pee. When he returns, he finds a thin dossier on his seat. In it, are the names of 12 senators – Five Democrat and Seven Republican, along with names and dates of meetings. And beside each meeting is the ratio of the price of the US dollar to the Chinese Yuan.

Nat begins to suspect that in addition to the group of hookers and political operatives involved in a conspiracy, there are a handful of twitterers who are helping him along by leaving him assistance and pieces of evidence.

Republican National Convention ahead.

Michelle Richmond surprise guest reading

2008-07-03T14:02:00.000-07:00

for those wondering how to do a book reading the right, see the video of the book launch (and surprise guest) of Michelle Richmond's tremendous new book: No One You Know

http://michellerichmond.com/sanserif/

And Now for Something Completely Different

2008-07-03T12:20:00.000-07:00

Article in Editor and Publisher today about Rudy Park, the comic strip I pen under the name Theron Heir:

http://www.editorandpublisher.com/eandp/departments/syndicates/article_display.jsp?vnu_content_id=1003824330

The Man Who Freed Himself From Email

2008-06-28T17:50:00.001-07:00

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/29/jobs/29pre.html

Cody's Closing - Event cancelled

2008-06-21T09:34:00.000-07:00

A cruddy day for bookstore lovers. The august Cody's Books is closing its doors, effective immediately. The company sent out a press release late last night saying the closure is to due financial distress.

I will obviously not be reading there on Monday night. I will show up at the store in case some readers don't get the message. We can get a beer and mourn the passing.

This is what Cody's said:

Dear Colleagues and Friends, We have one or more author events scheduled with you between this coming week and into November 2008 which must be canceled immediately. We've just received word that IBC Publishing, Cody's parent company, is closing our store, effective today, after having determined after years of financial distress that Cody's can no longer continue as a viable business in its present state. Needless to say, this is one of the most difficult times that our company has experienced and the most difficult note I've ever written; canceling any author event is personally heartbreaking for me and my staff especially at the last-minute like this. I am exceedingly sorry for the significant inconvenience and disappointment, as well as for this general broadcast in lieu of an individual note.

I have been so incredibly appreciative of working with you to bring writers and readers together, and remain more grateful than I can say for your support and belief in Cody's over so many years. I've more than my fair share of spectacular memories, thanks to you and your authors.
We are not entirely sure what's ahead, but I hope our paths will cross sometime down the road when the flames subside. My personal contact info: phone: 510-845-6575; email: mytinger@gmail.com

If you have any further questions or concerns about Cody's closing,please contact Mindy Galoob, Cody's General Manager at 510-965-5846 ormindy@codysbooks.com. With thanks and heartfelt regards,Melissa 2201 Shattuck Ave. Berkeley, CA 94704 BERKELEY'S CODY'S BOOKS CLOSES AFTER 52 YEARS Berkeley CA, June 20, 2008 –After 52 years, Cody's Books will shut its doors effective June 20, 2008. The Berkeley bookstore has been a beacon to readers and writers throughout the nation and across the world. Founded by Fred and Pat Cody in 1956, Cody's has been a Berkeley institution and a pioneer in the book business, helping to establish such innovations as quality paperbacks and in-store author readings. Throughout the 1960s and 70s, Cody's was a landmark of the Free Speech movement and was a home away from home for innumerable authors, poets and readers. The Board of Directors of Cody's Books made this difficult decision after years of financial distress and declining sales. According to Cody's president, Hiroshi Kagawa, "[It] is a heartbreaking moment…in the spring of 2005 when I learned about the financial crisis facing Cody's, I was excited to save the store from bankruptcy. Unfortunately, my current business is not strong enough or rich enough to support Cody's. Of course, the store has been suffering from low sales and the deficit exceeds our ability to service it." "When I met Cody's 25 years ago, I was a freelance journalist, enraptured by its books and atmosphere. It means so much to me and I apologize to the people who have supported Cody's for not being able to keep this landmark independent bookstore open. Cody's is my treasure and more than that, Cody's is a real friend of Berkeley community and will be missed." Cody's would like to thank all of our loyal customers for their years of patronage. For further information contact: Mindy Galoob, General Manager at mindy@codysbooks.com

Attend Hooked reading- WIN BRAND NEW CAR!

2008-06-20T07:59:00.000-07:00

Friends, readers, patrons of Cody's in Berkeley and Book Passage in Corte Madera.

If the fates and fortunes align, we’ll cross paths next week at Cody's on Monday, or Book Passage on Wednesday. I’ll be there both nights around 7, reading from “Hooked." It should be a lot of fun -- replete with a brief reading, questions and answers, revelations about the tradecraft, personally embarrassing anecdotes, and, then, at the end, someone in the audience will, at random, receive a brand new Honda Civic.

It’s going to have everything too: an eight-speaker stereo, leather seats, an all-electric power system, a built-in waffle iron. It’ll be the most extraordinary reading.

So, that’s it, then. I’ll see you there? Right around 7. Please dress accordingly.

I should add one thing. The part about the free car is absolutely not true. A complete lie. I don’t know why I said that. No car. Also, I’m so ashamed, no waffle iron. Candidly, I’m not even sure if there will be snacks at the event.

I’m sorry. I really blew it this time. I hope you weren’t getting your hopes up and picking out dashboard colors for the compact car you will absolutely not be winning. It was a childish come on. Regrettable in every way. But, and this part I assure you is true: there was a reason I did it. I can see that clearly now. I blame The Terror.

Have you heard of The Terror? Has a friend/relative/loved one who is a writer explained the writing craft’s One Truly Great Horrifying Terror?

Well, there is one. One thing that gets a writer quivering even more than writer’s block or “why isn’t my agent calling me back within five minutes” syndrome. The one truly great terror takes place the five minutes before a book reading. The Terror goes like this: THIS BOOKSTORE IS EMPTY AND THE ONLY PERSON WHO IS ATTENDING THIS BOOK READING IS MY WIFE AND SHE’S ALREADY HEARD ALL MY JOKES!

That’s The Terror. It’s universal for writers, or so I’ve heard. For many of us, the fear of an empty book reading is worse than the fear of mortal disease, chiefly but not exclusively because if you get a mortal illness your wife will at least keep laughing at your old jokes (as a complete digression, for you Marin residents who might attend the book reading, Severe Biker’s Rash does not count as a mortal illness, though it might be painful and benefit from a salve).

So, it was to thwart The Terror that I made up the thing about the free car. And the built-in waffle iron. I just wanted to try to get you to show up. But, if you do, despite my childish false promises, I genuinely assure you that we will have a lively discussion, a brief but scintillating reading, and, afterwards, I will use my secret powers to heal all of your illnesses and make you filthy rich.

So that’s it. See you next week. 7ish. What? What’d I say?

addiction - it's no longer just for deviants

2008-06-20T07:58:00.000-07:00

here's a story about actual medical diagnosis for tech addiction. you may now commence your 12 steps (the first step is admitting you have a modem...)

http://www.webguild.org/2008/06/internet-addiction-deemed-clinical.php

compulsive cell phone talking --- vegas style

2008-06-19T13:53:00.000-07:00

interesting article from Forbes.com on cell phone addiction with one analyst comparing the lure of constant chatter to gambling.

http://www.forbes.com/technology/2008/06/15/cellphone-addict-iphone-tech-wireless08-cx_wt0616addict.html

Brian Lam, Gizmodo Editor, The Inaugural Short Attention Span Interview

2008-06-16T11:28:00.001-07:00

Today marks the first in a series of "Short Attention Span Interviews." Quick discussions with people who make news, thinkers, leaders, people with opinions, or who can fake it. The topic will generally be the way technology is impacting us, changing us, rewiring us, seducing us, working for us, and so forth.

We are privileged today to have as our guest Brian Lam, editor of Gizmodo (www.gizmodo.com). The site, one of the most viewed on the Internet, is in a fierce battle to be the premier place to find the latest news about new gadgets. The pace at which they gather and present news is formidable.

Brian's title should be FEO - frenetic executive officer. The guy is going non-stop, keeping either one step ahead of or one step behind the technology his site describes. (he's also a thai boxer, which would make for a dangerous combination but he's a darn nice fellow).

A bit more about Brian in this story I wrote about the Always On Culture: http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/06/technology/06sweat.htm

And, herewith, in his own words, the short-attention span interview with Brian Lam:

Q:
What's more addictive: cheese popcorn, or your iPhone (or whatever phone you use)? Compare and contrast (use a different snack food if you'd prefer)

A: iPhone gets a lot more attention than it should, I imagine. I've developed strategies to be a socially functional iPhone user, though. That means that I'll be at a dinner party and mention some wacky youtube video, to the amazement of the crowd. When people say they haven't seen it, I ask if they want me to load it up on my iPhone. Same thing for restaurant decisions, etc. I'd say that there is some counterintuitive logic here about the iPhone helping bring people together, but honestly, I do it sometimes just so I can play with a gadget. So, socially, I am not a tech addict. I want people to hang out with, I'll do that. But when it comes to finding news, I always feel like i'm running through a field of flowers and looking for the nicest ones to pick. Or something like that.

Q: Are human beings evolving to cope with the rapid onslought of digital stimulation? how?

A: I'd say that the brain can comprehend data as fast as we can absorb it by sight, generally, even multiple sources at once. I tried an experiment watching TV and playing video games at once, using two side-by-side TVs, and it worked for slower TV or slower video games. And we can spit out information faster than we can write or speak or type, so there's a limitation there. But the biggest change is that people can multitask a lot better than they could before, or at least they have the opportunities to do so, which I believe contributes to the attention deficit we've got going on in today's world.

Q: Why do you think consumers of news and information like to be updated as soon as possible on the latest developments?

A: I'm not sure. From personal experience, it's a nice feeling to be in the know. I think that a lot of our readers keep up out of extreme interest in the subject, but I bet there's a Pavlovian response to hitting refresh and getting a new nugget of information every 20 minutes.

Q: When it comes to your gadgets, what's the difference between being entertained and informed and being addicted? How do you know when you've crossed the thresshold?

A: I'm actually not addicted to my gadgets. I'm addicted to the information stream they provide. I love my job, and anything that helps me talk to my team of writers and editors across the globe is something I use with extreme frequency in an unhealthy way, some would say. I say that the online world I live in, like a socially awkward teenager playing world of warcraft, is a lot more satisfying and interesting than downing beers at the local pub or walking through the park. Offline, everything is slow motion and painful, by relative terms. For the record, i don't twitter or do much facebooking or anything else. I'm all about IM and email and any sort of online media I can find.

tech makers tame monster of their own creation

2008-06-14T17:31:00.000-07:00

story on the onslaught of digital communications in today's new york times:

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/14/technology/14email.html?em&ex=1213588800&en=55640a5b320f7f60&ei=5087%0A

Legends reflect on Hooked

2008-06-12T13:24:00.000-07:00

One of our addicts emailed us this fine surprise -- a youtube video of Legendary Authors captured on Youtube, discussing Hooked

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AT7I3H4QOmM

(brought to you by the fine folks at beema.com)

Addiction stories herein - please top these

2008-06-12T11:55:00.001-07:00

A handful of tech addiction tales from FOH (Friends of Hooked)

Matt, I read your email on my Treo last while night driving home from the golf course. Scrolling down through the message as I drove on the busy 19th Ave, I nearly ran into the back of an expensive Mercedes at a stoplight which I hadn't really noticed had turned red...

I'll forgive you this time, but don't do that again! You almost caused my insurance rates to go through the roof....

#2
I saw some monks in the backblocks of Bhutan in the Eastern Himalayas who threw caution and buddhism to the wind in their fight...to get to the one and only working computer to check their emails! I also came close to elbowing one of those monks - out of the way to check my emails!)

#3
Funny, especially since our three kids and I have a game of keeping a tally in the car, "Who is on the phone more while driving, men or women".............the kids think it is about even in our little circle in Highlands Ranch ('burb south of Denver). I personally think the women far out number the men..........you can't drive two blocks without some woman yacking and not paying attention to the road. I, however, rarely talk and drive. But take away my email and I'd be in severe depression............

#4
Now that I've moved back home to DC from Seattle, I'm much closer to family. My Mom and one of my triplet sisters (and her family) live in Richmond, VA, a 95 mile straight-shot down I-95 from DC. I drive down fairly frequently, and depending on the time of day and level of traffic... it takes anywhere from 2-4 hours to make the trip. When I get in the car, it's MORE important to me that my bluetooth headset is charged, than to have my iPod ready to go... as I'm much more inclined to catch up with friends on the phone on the drive down than to listen to music! Only when my bluetooth headset finally runs out of juice (and I mutter obsenities that it has died!) do I finally plug in my iPod to listen to tunes! :)

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Summer byte-byte

2008-06-12T11:52:00.000-07:00

Check out Slate's story today on the sun setting on summer as we spend our days indoors tanning by the light of the computer monitor:

http://www.slate.com/id/2193389/

The Butterball Turkey Initiative

2008-06-05T16:31:00.000-07:00

We are tech addicts. Email, phone calls, web sites. We sup digital stimulation like Wolf Blitzer does precint returns -- voraciously and often without seeming to actually breathe. Yes, I know the upside. To stay in contact is essentially human. To keep abreast of information is critical for productivity. To obtain baseball scores during a dinner party or romantic evening with your wife is important for the sanctity of the marriage.

But is our compulsive use of our gadgets always so positive?

Two Harvard psychiatrists have coined a phrase for the lure of technology. They call it acquired attention defifict disorder. Their theory basically says that when we check our email, or answer a phone call, or open a new web page, we get a little burst of adrenaline, a "seratonin squirt." Absent such input, we feel bored. So we crave more.

Other psychologists describe the lure in emotional terms. Checking email frequently is a little bit like buying a lottery ticket. You know most of the time you won't get something that interesting. But every once in a while you do, so your checking habits get randomly reinforced. Plus, the shrinks say, no one wants to be the only person in the elevator or at the dinner table not checking a cell phone. It makes you look lonely, like the loser.

There are some astonishing stats about how often we check our devices, but I'll save those for a later post.

Mostly, I want to tell you about the Butterball Turkey Talker. I spoke to her last year while doing a radio interview about Hooked with WGN in Chicago. The host, Alex Goldfayn (his handle is the technology tailor) asked listeners to call in with their personal tales of compulsive technology use. A woman called up and told the story of how she was driving in her car over the Thanksgiving holiday. She grew bored, but didn't have anyone to call. So she called information and got the number for the Butterball Turkey Hotline. The operator answered. And the woman started talking about how her life was going. Never once asked how long you bake a turkey, and at what temperature.

What about you? Are you reading this while driving on the freeway? Are you twittering even now? Am I keeping you from checking a baseball score?

I'd like to hear your stories. And over the next few months, presuming I haven't crashed into a retaining wall talking to the folks at Taco Bell headquarters, I'll post the stories, report some of the new info I'm learning about compulsive tech use, and we'll begin an interesting conversation. If I have crashed into a retaining wall, please tell the Taco Bell operator that I wanted to pass the time, and a burrito supreme.

The question asked by Hooked is whether. You've heard my story. Tell me yours. I'd like to get some sense

Great Red Sox World Series Victory Photo (redistributing wealth)

2007-10-29T22:23:00.001-07:00

The debate plaguing professional baseball today is about money. Should big-market teams, like the Red Sox and Yankees, be allowed to spend so much more on salaries than other teams can afford? Or should teams' revenue be equally divided to level the playing field (our cliches and puns runneth over). Today, I propose a very inadequate solution. I am posting here a photo I took yesterday at game four of the World Series. I am a Rockies fan who grew up in Boulder. This is a picture of the Red Sox celebrating their four-game sweep. It's not a bad picture for a guy who was weeping while snapping away. Here's my offer. I'll send a copy of this photo to any Red Sox fan who can prove he or she bought a copy of Hooked. This is my way of redistributing wealth from the big market teams to the fans and struggling writers of the small market teams. This is a horrific and naked and unusual marketing ploy. But it's not a bad photo for a guy who was weeping. Pay up Sox fans! mattrichtel@gmail.com.

2007 World Series Pictures (art before fandom)

2007-10-29T21:45:00.000-07:00

On an unrelated note, I went to the world series this weekend with my dad. We had a great time. Not so much our team. Rockies rolled over, curled up in the fetal position and waited for the four games to end. Like them, we were pretty much just glad to be there. Next year, baby. A few photos here, commencing with one from a random fan whose parents clearly understand that the Rockies are the team of the future (but are less clear on the potential long-term social dangers of face painting your own young)

Hooked Leads to Lack of Showering

2007-10-18T13:22:00.000-07:00

A review from Wired News, the online arm of Wired Magazine

http://blog.wired.com/wiredscience/2007/10/on-sunday-i-did.html

Hooked on Hooked: a Tale of Biotech Gone Nutty in Silicon Valley

By Kristen Philipkoski October 18, 2007 | 2:20:31 PMCategories: Books

On Sunday, I did not clean my house. I did not join my friend who invited me to see Superbad. In fact, I barely moved from the couch, and it's all because of New York Times reporter and author Matt Richtel.

His book, Hooked, is aptly named. I know it's a cliché but I literally could not put it down. I hated myself, laying there, an unshowered lump. Occasionally I would look out the window at people frolicking on probably one of the last warm days of the year. But this story of biotech startup insanity had taken hold of my brain. The story literally starts with a bang: an explosion that the main character narrowly escapes, which turns out to be no mistake. The mystery starts when a note in his dead girlfriend's handwriting tells him to get the hell out of there.

Richtel manages to maintain that kind of intensity until the end.

He had me officially hooked by the end of chapter 3 with his main characters reasoning on why he decided to become a journalist rather than a physician after medical school:

Writing about public health issues, and trading pragmatism and respectability for the idea of helping to change things, and gaining relative control over my time -- at least compared to playing doctor. The fact that I faced $100,000 in debt and was still considering journalism suggested to me I had just the kind of idealism necessary to make such a career blunder.

Maybe that's the kind of paragraph that can only make a nerdy journalist laugh, but I knew then I liked this writers' sense of humor.

Also, a thoroughly satisfying thread peppered through the narrative was the character's interaction with his editor.

The phone call was from Kevin. He said, "Got a sec to chat?"

Somebody should study how editors and writers communicate. A remarkably high tnubmer of conversations begin with an editor saying, "Got a sec to chat?" But this doesn’t refer to a short exchange of ideas. It means: Do you have a hald hour? I need to tell you precisely how to write your story.

Writers respond, "Absolutely." By which they mean: You talk. I'll ignore you. I'll write the story the way I want to.

Ouch. Yeah I've been on both sides of that conversation. But those passages are just the icing on the cake. The story is a seriously wild mental ride. It's one of those stories where you're not sure who's good or bad, or what these crazy people are really up to until that moment when you find out. And then you're like: Whoa.

Read it on your next cross-country flight. I bet you'll finish it by the time you land.

Advance Advice for First-Time Writers

2007-09-25T08:13:00.000-07:00

Very informative piece on Book Advances, Royalty Checks, and Making a Living as a Writer:

http://www.editorialdepartment.com/content/view/507/411/

the secret behind doing book readings on the cheap

2007-08-12T21:56:00.000-07:00

Child labor!

my exquisite and perfect niece, Ana -- joining me at a recent book reading in fresno. (She's the one not losing her hair)

King's English

2007-08-12T21:28:00.000-07:00

A hearty thanks to Betsy Burton and the many Annes of King's English for hosting a Hooked reading on Saturday.

If you don't know it, King's English in Salt Lake is one of the nation's great indepenent bookstores and Betsy, the store's owner, a passionate advocate for indepenent booksellers. Here's what we look like side-by-side in front of her establishment. (I'm the one in the shorts)

Fascinating tech addiction article

2007-08-08T10:31:00.000-07:00

http://www.metroactive.com/metro/08.08.07/crackberry-addicts-0732.html

A Literary Quickie

2007-07-24T22:04:00.000-07:00

Compass Books, the fine and packed bookstore/hub at San Francisco International Airport, picks one book each month for their "Mile High Book Club." This month, it's Hooked. Details on the web posting below.
Finally, you can join the mile high club and for only $25 in hardback. and no mess.

http://milehighbookclub.blogspot.com/

Sneaky Comic Strip Cross-Marketing

2007-07-22T09:23:00.000-07:00

http://www.comics.com/comics/rudypark/

See the Rudy Park comic strip from July 22 and bear witness to modern cross-marketing at its most insidious (don't get us wrong; we're proud).

PS - i write the rudy park comic strip under the name Theron Heir

THE question

2007-07-20T15:53:00.000-07:00

It is asked furtively, soda voce, in code or euphemism.
"Do you have any metrics?"
"How's it doing?"
Rarely right on point: "how many books have you sold?"
Answer is never cryptic: I have no idea.

Really. No clue. I could take a better stab at answering the question of how to bring down health care costs, or what gift you’re getting from your spouse/parent/kids next Christmas (probably a sweater).

Book sales...I don’t know – even though there has been ample opportunity to ask my agent, publisher, and various folks I know who have access to the sales numbers from Bookscan.

What would be the point?

Some background about the book business – most of which you doubtless know. Authors get paid an advance. This is a typically modest amount but can vary widely. The authors don’t get paid again until the publisher sells enough books to have broken even on the advance. How many books? Depends on the advance (and a bunch of other publisher “expenses,” like “marketing” and “miscellaneous” and “because we can.” I digress).

Until my publisher has recouped the advance and his other expenses, I don’t see another dime. Without disclosing my advance (which fell on the continuum between modest and healthy), it’ll be many months, if at all, before there are enough sales to bring in more dough.

This is not to suggest that I’m in it for the money. If you’re in the writing business to make big money, then your medication has probably run out.

But the other reasons to track book sales are even less worthwhile. I could check to pad or undermine my ego. But since I can’t control how many sales there are, checking for my ego’s sake would fall on the continuum between idiotic and my-medication-has-run-out. (note: mom, the only thing I take regularly is benedryl for the periodic cold. Also, I like doughnuts).

I care about sales for one primary reason. I loved writing Hooked and I’d like to have the capacity to sell another one. If Hooked don’t sell, the odds of selling another one ain’t as good. Still, even if sales aren’t good, I’m not precluded from writing another book – even if it don’t sell – so that’s where I’m putting my energy. Writing.

That would be a nice and nifty tale of fine mental health. Except. There’s probably another component, which you doubtless know. Fear. I wouldn’t put it past me to be to ignore the sales numbers because I fear I’ll learn that the only buyers of my book are family members and people to whom I owe money. Though, I suppose, those two groups combined are large enough that sales could still be in the thousands. Maybe I should borrow more.

In short, the answer is: I don’t know. Hopefully enough sales to someday buy more doughnuts.

naughty tech talk (in a hot sizzling way)

2007-07-20T13:51:00.001-07:00

check out the radio show and podcast of tech guru Michael Kastler:
http://techtalk.podomatic.com

And, if you're not bored with hooked talk already, here's the radio interview:

http://techtalk.podomatic.com/entry/2007-07-01T18_53_10-07_00

Direct link right to the mp3 for download is
http://techtalk.podomatic.com/enclosure/2007-07-01T18_53_10-07_00.mp3

Here's Kastler's review of hooked
REVIEW TEXT FOLLOWSHooked starts off quite literally with a "bang" – and then just keep srolling! I thoroughly enjoyed this book, and couldn't wait to read the next chapter to find out what our hero, Nat Idle would get himselfmixed up in. Nat is styled after a Hitchcockian everyman anti-hero in a high-tech world, where things seem to just keep happening to him,not due to him. This muddle through it, "why me?" attitude gets tossed out the window (along with his cell phone) mid-way through thebook and Nat evolves into a Fletch-like character intent on resolving the mysterious ways of evil VC's and big-shot tech corporations – even at the risk of his own life and sanity. Overall a great read that deserves the category "high-tech thriller" but with technology never entering at the expense of reader involvement, understanding, or plot development. Matt does a fine job of giving vent to some of hispredictions and insights about technology without letting us in for a diatribe on the topic – a tricky edge that many authors have difficulty with.

Q&A with the author (read: me)

2007-07-14T12:17:00.000-07:00

an interview with that discusses the Hooked's origin, the attack of a muse, technology addiction, and porn:

http://blogcritics.org/archives/2007/07/13/022759.php

Good until the last CD

2007-07-12T13:34:00.000-07:00

The first review (that we know of) of the Hooked audio book
http://myshelf.com/mystery/07/hooked_audio.htm

"It’s an addictive storyline that will keep you listening until the last CD is played. Hachette’s audio version is read by Jason Singer. His reading is spot on and he makes Nat even more likable. Hooked is an unexpected surprise. Do your friends a favor and tell them about one of Hachette’s best audio mysteries out today – Hooked."

We're #1 (But George Steinbrenner Would Yawn)

2007-07-10T11:14:00.000-07:00

In baseball -industry parlance, there are big markets, and small markets. Then there is Boulder, Colo. Population: not so much. But it's my hometown, home to the Boulder High School Panthers, The Sink (bar and grill where Josh and Noel Repeatedly Fell Down Drunk, in a good way), and to many other warm and fuzzy-visioned memories.

It also is the site of Hooked's conquest over the Yiddish Policeman Union and Michael Chabon.

In this week's Boulder Daily Camera (the local paper of record), Hooked was the #1 bestselling book at local bookstores.

I can't claim this as any momentous victory, for a variety of reasons. Chief among them: the list reflects the fact that I did a reading at the Boulder Bookstore in late June, an event that doubtless temporarily inflated sales. After all, friends and family cajoled everyone they knew to attend and purchase book. Nevertheless, I am thankful for this tiny moment of extreme dominance over the world's big-market literary heavyweights.

Separately, but surely not unrelated, Hooked was #3 this week on the Rocky Mountain News bestseller list.

Meantime, herewith, a spate of new reviews:

"A jolting debut..Richtel manages to produce one entertaining, and dare I say, addictive, read." -- Fredericksburg, Va. --Virginia Freelance Star -- http://fredericksburg.com/News/FLS/2007/072007/07082007/297514

"In the aptly titled Hooked, his first novel, Richtel accomplishes this by keeping each of the pop thriller's chapters short (usually less than five pages) and ending them with just enough of a hook to demand that all but the heavily distracted or previously engaged keep reading. The Internet-age story — which features café explosions, dirty cops, espionage and a grisly acupuncture torture scene, among other plot-propelling devices — is difficult to deny or walk away from" -- Westword (Denver's weekly newspaper) http://www.westword.com/2007-06-21/calendar/hook-line-and-sinker/

"This novel is written with an intensity and plotting that is unexpected in a debut...The mixture of medical and technological factors heightens the mystery. The writing is fluid, the story intriguing. A very good read." -- The Mystery Morgue

"What I had never considered is that electrical stimulation, along with subliminal suggestions, could lead to the perfect crime. I dare not say more as I want everyone to read this book! I truly believe this is the first great pop thriller of the digital age. This book is guaranteed to become a classic." -- ILoveAMysteryNewsletter.com

"This novel has a great title because "Hooked" is exactly how you will feel after reading the very first page... This is an action packed novel that is written around the technology world we live in today. The chapters are short and that is something I like. It always makes me want to go on and read another chapter before I turn out the light. " - Bestsellersworld.com

"HOOKED by Matt Richtel (Twleve, an imprint of Grand CentralPublishing)is a debut novel that is highly suspenseful and a thriller of the first magnitude. Revolving around the hight tech world we live in the book opens with the visit of a dead girlfriend saving Nat Idle from an explosion. From there it picks up the pace. Touching on our addiction to all things tech, this book will freak you out." - Central Crime Zone - http://centralcrimezone.blogspot.com/2007/06/summer-reading.html

Tie Goes To The Author

2007-07-10T10:05:00.000-07:00

Eons and dozens of reviews ago, Publishers Weekly gave Hooked a tepid review and a stumbling start. The review incorrectly spelled my name, that of the protagonist and of the protagonist's love interest. Other facts were wrong too, raising a real question about whether the reviewer actually read the book (at the time, we took such a thing seriously). It was a chilling and proper introduction to the vagaries of review process. Some publications like your book, others don't.

BUT WHAT IF A SINGLE PUBLICATION BOTH LIKES YOUR BOOK, AND ALSO DOESN'T? (all caps indicates HYPERTENSIVE YELLING)

In a move that only the current upreme court could love, a Publishers Weekly Reviewer recently went against the publication's precedent and actually endorsed Hooked - warmly.

Publisher's Weekly reviewer Bethanne Patrick recommended Hooked as one of her summer reading choices, writing: "You can't wait to find out what happens next. Hooked? Addicting."

The full review and link is below.

What can we say? Did Bethanne write the first Pub Weekly review? Did someone else? Is any sense to be made of this schizophrenia, other than the obvious: HEY, MATT, STOP READING THE DAMN REVIEWS.

Still, we look forward to a Publisher's Weekly rubber match -- a third and deciding review that will settle this matter until the fourth review comes out and finds us tied again.

http://www.ny1.com/ny1/content/index.jsp?&aid=71266&search_result=1&stid=237
Hooked by Matt Richtel Hooked A brainy update on classic noir novels, this thriller isn't perfect – but it's a great and different read for fans of the genre waiting for the next big book from their favorite author. Richtel "hooks" readers in with his intricate knowledge of the wired-to-the-hilt Silicon Valley demimonde (is there such a thing?), so that even when his plot twists and characterizations fall flat, you can't wait to find out what happens next. Hooked? Addicting.

Bestseller x2 - At Altitude

2007-07-09T10:04:00.000-07:00

Hooked debuts at #4 on the Denver Post bestseller list

http://www.denverpost.com/search/ci_6308686

Go Broncos

Hooked is Bestseller

2007-07-01T10:05:00.000-07:00

Hooked debuted today at #9 on the San Francisco Chronicle Bestseller List.

http://sfgate.com/eguide/books/bestsellers/

And a peck too from the entire US of A

2007-06-29T22:00:00.000-07:00

USA Today included Hooked among the five summer books it singled out for "pure, heart-pounding escapism."

http://www.usatoday.com/life/books/reviews/2007-06-27-summer-thrillers_N.htm

A sloppy wet kiss from California

2007-06-29T21:59:00.001-07:00

The California report, a statewide public radio program, gave Hooked a sloppy wet kiss of a review this afternoon. Don't get no better than this.

http://www.californiareport.org/domains/californiareport/

Make Love, Not Phone Calls

2007-06-22T13:52:00.001-07:00

Friends

Are you an OBSESSIVE technology user? Find out with this new quiz:

http://www.twelvebooks.com/books/quiz.swf

(And discover on the site the startling high percentage of people who say they've interrupted love making to answer the mobile phone)

Also, please accept my deepest thanks for your support over the launch of Hooked. The reviews have been great -- the most recent, which came out today, calling it a "page-turning thrill-read" and a "frighteningly current spellbinder." (see below).

But it's still early in the process so please continue your support (Pump up the Amazon ranking!). And if you've read and liked the book, please review it on Amazon. Finally, help me spread the word by passing this around. It's a huge challenge to let the world know about a first novel.

Happy reading,

Matt

This week's reviews:

- "A page-turning thrill read that manages to merge today's obsessions with love and technology. This is a frighteningly current spellbinder. -- Seattle Post Intelligencia (6/22)

"a brisk read filled with twists and turns and a leave-you-hanging feeling at the end of every succinct chapter, 'Hooked' is a cool, often funny, thriller...., despite the super contemporary themes, it's an old-fashinoned yarn with a likable hero that simply makes you want to turn the page to find out what happened next."" -- San Francisco Examiner (6/18)

- "an addictively intriguing modern thriller" - Santa Rosa Press Democrat (6/17)

- "rocking good fun" - New Orleans Times Picayune (6/15)

And, finally, in a GREAT honor, Hooked has been selected as a July selection of Booksense, a consortium of 1,500 of the nation's independent bookstores.

The Great Northwest and It's Fine Outdoors Reviews

2007-06-22T07:46:00.000-07:00

A Rave From Today's Seattle Post Intelligencia:

"Hooked" by Matt Richtel (Twelve Books, 289 pages, $24.99). June release.
A lovesick Bay Area medical journalist escapes a bombing in an Internet cafe after receiving a cautionary note from someone he later realizes is his late lover. This powerful hook unleashes a page-turning thrill read that manages to merge today's obsessions with love and technology. This is a frighteningly current spellbinder by a New York Times tech journalist and syndicated comic-strip artist ("Rudy Park").
http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/books/320777_summerbooksintro22.html

Sybil by the Bay

2007-06-19T12:04:00.000-07:00

It is high time we addressed the book review process, the ups and downs, the rationalizations, and the comfort-food eating it provokes (mostly cupcakes and cheese).
What better to characterize the experience than the utterly conflicting reflections in the past two days of the San Francisco Examiner and its rival, the Chronicle. It's a story of Schizophrenia in San Francisco. Or --and we despise using this terminology, but what the heck-- a Tale of Two Cities. The Best of Reviews, the Worst of Reviews.

The Examiner's review, which ran on Monday, was glowing.

Wrote the reviewer:
"A brisk read filled with twists and turns and a leave-you-hanging feeling at the end of every succinct chapter, “Hooked” is a cool, often funny, thriller." And "Lovers of fiction simply will appreciate that, despite the super contemporary themes, it’s an old-fashioned yarn with a likable hero that simply makes you want to turn the page to find out what happens next."

Full review: http://www.examiner.com/printa-785961~San_Francisco_author_'Hooked'.html

The Chronicle review, which ran on Tuesday, appeared to have been based on a read of a different book. The review said it fell short and would leave readers wanting. The reviewer didn't get invested in the character or find him imperiled.

Wrote the reviewer:

"Is Nat ever in actual danger? Sort of. There is a fire at a lab that he has to escape. And there's some gun pointing. But we're never really worried about his welfare, and that's what ultimately undermines "Hooked."
Addictions are exciting and alluring. They're also dangerous and, more than likely, self-destructive. By the time you put down this book, Richtel wants you to be glancing over at your laptop or BlackBerry with a new sense of wariness.
You might instead end up going online to see what else you can find to amuse yourself. "

On the positive side, in fairness, he also writes:
"One guesses that Richtel enjoys his Hitchcock, seeing how "Hooked" so clearly draws inspiration from both "North by Northwest" and "Vertigo." And there are numerous occasions in which Richtel makes good use of the suspense that comes with a story of this sort. "

http://sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2007/06/19/DDGSVQGJHT1.DTL&hw=richtel&sn=001&sc=1000

On the whole, on this blog, I've posted mostly the positive reviews. There have been more of those than negative ones. But there have been negative ones too. The reason I am not posting those is not because I believe they are invalid or they anger me. Having written the book, I do think it is out of my control how it is perceived. And tastes are personal. But the bad reviews do disappoint me. The reason is because they can control whether people take a chance on reading the book themselves. If they don't buy, they may not have an experience like the one the Examiner reviewer had. And, plainly (and in turn), if they don't buy the book, the market may signal that it is not interested in what I write, thus making it hard for me to find a buyer for another book. It may sound clinical, but I think that is the only sane way to digest reviews, given the breadth of tastes of readers and reviewers.

I do appreciate the difficult position reviewers are in. Their words often are taken out of context by marketers, thus forcing them at times to be more negative than they might actually feel. For isntance, a movie reviewer wouldn't want a review that said "A triumph of bad taste" only to have the movie poster reduce the sentiment to: "A triumph."

Still, I would hope for the sake of giving curious readers a chance that reviewers would include their positive impressions alongside their barbs.

With that, cupcakes and cheese.

Probably more than you care to know...

2007-06-17T09:24:00.000-07:00

Q&A with Hooked author in today's Santa Rosa Press Democrat, which calls the book an "addictively intriguing modern thriller"

http://www1.pressdemocrat.com/article/20070617/NEWS/706170362&SearchID=73284432444325

Public Reading (then questions, taunts and rock-n-roll)

2007-06-14T14:22:00.000-07:00

Tonight, I'll participate in the ritual known as the book reading. It's my first -- a very exciting celebration that, as I understand it, usually transpires in three steps. I will first read, then take questions, then, after it's all done, call many friends who promised to attend and say: do you know what it's like to do a reading in front of just 4 people, one of whom is your wife and the other three who are passersby who thought Harry Potter might have gone on sale.
In short: COME ON DOWN, PEOPLE. Don't be shy. Join us at Borders Books and Music, San Francisco, 200 King street. 7 p.m.
it's across from the ballpark. NO game tonight.

I promise --all secrets will be revealed.

As a bonus, afterwards, we will convene at the nearby 21st Amendment Bar and Grill. Or we'll walk across the street to O'Neill's Irish Pub, where there is a special performance planned by famed Wall Street Journal reporter and rocker Don Clark and his band "Off the Record." They are playing a benefit for Big Brothers and Big Sisters of the Bay Area. They could use your support.

AGAIN, that's: Borders Books and Music
200 King Street
Across from the ballpark
NO game tonight
parking safe

A wardrobe for radio (TV sightings)

2007-06-13T09:03:00.000-07:00

It's said there are people who have a face for radio. I may have that also. But can say definitively that my selection of shirts is not meant for television. On monday, I did a stint on NBC in the Bay Area. This morning, I taped an ABC show called News Now. Both instances demanded a frantic unearthing of closet for a shirt that is utterly food-stain free. Not "sufficiently free of spots" as in:
husband: This one looks sufficiently free of spots.
wife: Get a new one for our annulment.

Decent shirts having been discovered, the TV stuff was surprisingly comfortable. The key, I've learned, is to be gesticulation free. Keep your hands and arms from flailing about, smile, and act like you've been there before. Then they won't notice the Kung Pao Chicken Stain.

In other publicity news, I did KAZM radio in Northern Arizona at the crack of dawn on Tuesday morning. Talk there spilled over into the appropriateness of men wearing speedos. Friday is WISN Early Spin, the drive time show in Milwaukee. It's at 6:10 am pst. I may be groggy, but I promise not to wear a speedo. Not one with food stains, at least.

From the town that brought you Tipitina's...

2007-06-13T08:43:00.000-07:00

As a huge fan of New Orlean's blues legend Professor Longhair, I am pleased to bring you the latest Hooked review from the New Orleans Times-Picayune. It called Hooked "Rocking good fun" and "terrific entertainment." (link and review excerpt below)
I realize this has absolutely nothing to do with Professor Longhair -- other than an oblique geographic connection -- but in the blog world, such tangents are unedited. What are you going to do?

From the Times Picayune:

http://www.nola.com/timespic/stories/index.ssf?/base/living-0/1181712434149420.xml&coll=1

There's something different behind the jangling, "Vertigo"-like cover of 'Hooked,' (Twelve, $24.99), the debut novel by San Francisco-based New York Times writer Matt Richtel, who also draws the syndicated comic strip "Rudy Park."
Nat Idle is minding his own business, sitting in a cafe, when a woman leaves a note at his table: "Get out of the café -- NOW." He barely makes it to safety before the small place explodes behind him on what was looking like just another ordinary day in San Francisco. But what rocks Nat's world is that the note is written in his long-dead girlfriend's handwriting.
Nat is a science journalist, enough of a digger to know that nobody blows up a café without a reason, a suspicion that's confirmed when a blast victim's house catches fire during his memorial service. It all adds up to big trouble. Before long Nat, who teams up with a café waitress with dark secrets of her own, is hot on the trail of a conspiracy. He's a bit hampered in this because he can't trust the cops, having once sent one to jail as a result of an investigative series.
The plot hinges on high-tech secrets and the lengths corporations will go to keep them, especially one that involves using the digital environment to manipulate human behavior. And Nat's late girlfriend (or is she back?) was a venture capitalist who always had an eye on the Next Big Thing. The fast-paced plot has a serious underlay -- a sobering message about just how much we surrender of ourselves when we stare passively at a screen.
It's rocking good fun, although like many first novelists, Richtel wants to wrap up things too quickly at the end. But it's terrific entertainment, and Richtel's voice is strong and clear from the novel's opening: "I'm guessing that the moment that your life begins to unravel is often unceremonious -- heralded by a whimper. The bang should have told me something."
Nat Idle is another one of those good guys out there just trying to do the right thing, and in the process of telling his story, Richtel lets us know just how addicted we have become to technology -- at our peril.

Soprano's sex fantasy - LIVE

2007-06-05T21:09:00.000-07:00

I blog now during the 4-minute commercial break on the David Lawrence Radio show. (www.onlinetonight.com) It's an hour-long show. We've just finished the first 15 min segment. It began with a discussion of Hooked, took a turn into television culture and wound up with Mr. Lawrence's theory that Tony Soprano is so sympathetic because he has the best sex fantasies of any TV character. This is way more interesting than my book. I feel filthy.
back at 30 past the hour...

And WE'RE BACK.

David Lawrence, culture guru and radio madman, has read the first page-and-a-half of Hooked in a rich, bass radio voice, and then lavished praise on its author as a brilliant writer. Or maybe he said great writer, or just writer. Maybe he called me an accountant. It all happened so fast. Hard to remember under the glare of the lights of the Los Angeles-based radio program. Glib mass media attention has confused our author (sufficiently that he now writes in the third person). Wife soon to be highly annoyed at his burgeoning ego.

And at 45 past, he'll be back...

And I'M BACK

And back to the first person, which is what I deserve after dipping dangerously into some faux substantive analysis of technology addiction. I started talking about compulsive technology use and how it impacts us on a daily basis. C'MON MATT, THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE FUN POP CULTURE RADIO (brief second person divergence). Segment saved at the end when host David returns to a fairly graphic discussion of Tony's sex fantasies. Actually uses the word "ejaculation." Doubtless the best promo thus far for Hooked. Will sell lots of copies. But can no longer look my grandmother in the eye.

Back at the end of the hour

And WE'RE BACK
little sweaty, drained, lifted up, twirled around in a high-flying hour of bells, whistles, sound effects and big fancy radio fun. Then dropped down again with a "thanks for being on the show. it went great. Click." I can say only this: I hope next week's gig on ABC News involves sex and the Sopranos. I'm finally prepared.

2007-06-05T20:16:00.000-07:00

Don't take our word for it...

2007-06-04T12:15:00.000-07:00

More Internet punditry:

excerpted from www.Nightsandweekends.com:
"Hooked is a chilling techno-thriller that’s guaranteed to make you just the teensiest bit paranoid. It jumps right into the action right away, and it keeps the story coming—in intentionally short chapters that compel you to read just one more. "

"The story moves along as a swift pace, thick with tension and anticipation. And the more the mystery unfolds, the creepier it is. At the same time, though, it’s also a light and entertaining read—the perfect summertime read for the electronically obsessed. Richtel clearly understands today’s addiction to technology—and the need to be constantly connected—not to mention the effect it has on our lives and our behavior. And once you finish reading this engaging thriller, you’ll think twice about your relationships—whether with people or with devices. You may never look at your computer the same way again. "

Read the full review at:
http://www.nightsandweekends.com/articles/07/NW0700261.php

Also please see reviews at The Mystery Site: http://www.themysterysite.com/showreview.php?r_id=184

And bookloons:
http://www.bookloons.com/cgi-bin/Review.asp?bookid=8046

Join us June 2 live on ye ol' radio device

2007-06-01T13:22:00.000-07:00

I'll talk about Hooked on two radio programs on Saturday, June 2

- West Coast Live, broadcasting live: http://www.wcl.org/
Doors usually open at 9:30AM, the show finishes its set-up as you arrive, then we broadcast live 10am - 11:59am coast-to-coast.. You can hear us, too, on-line via many of the public radio stations that carry West Coast Live both on-the-air and streamed across the globe by KSJN, Jefferson Public Radio, KALW, and many other places, if you're outside one of our broadcast areas. Please see our affiliate page.

- at 5:10 pacific time Saturday evening on WGN's show "The Technology Tailor:

The Technology Tailor Show airs weekly every Saturday night, from 6PM to 8PM central time on WGN Radio. That's 720 on your AM dial if you're in the Chicago area or even in the Midwest. (The 50,000-watt WGN signal reaches 38 states and Canada!) If you can't catch it on-air, you can listen online here: http://www.technologytailor.com/wgnradio.php

E&P

2007-05-31T10:22:00.000-07:00

from Editor and Publisher magazine, hitting newstands on June 1

http://www.editorandpublisher.com/eandp/magazine/article_display.jsp?vnu_content_id=1003591682

'Hooked' On a Feeling That a Digital-Age Novel is Needed

By Dave Astor
Published: June 01, 2007

When it comes to the digital age, Matt Richtel writes about it from allkinds of angles. Since 2000, he's covered technology and telecommunications as a New York Times staff reporter. Since 2001, he's written a United Mediacomic strip ("Rudy Park") set in an Internet cafe. And since June 1, Richtel has been a published novelist whose Hooked comments about the impact of thedigital age on personal lives.

Why all the Web themes? "You write what you know," replied Richtel. "I spend my days as a reporter immersed in this stuff."

But Richtel, 40, doesn't write only about digital matters. "Rudy Park" maybe set in an Internet cafe, but its characters have relationships, politics,and other things on their minds in addition to computers. And Hooked -- onlythe third release from Hachette Book Group's new Twelve imprint -- is a thriller that doesn't exclusively focus on what Richtel describes as "the hyper-fast way we digest information" in the 21st century.

Still, today's shorter attention spans helped inspire the book's format. Hooked contains 60 chapters in less than 300 pages, and many of the chaptersend with a "hook" designed to make readers want to continue on.

Richtel is a little surprised that he continued writing Hooked afterstarting it in 2004. "A book seemed daunting after I spent my life characterizing the world in 800-word chunks," he said, referring to his Times articles.

The reporter/author manages to also find time for the daily and Sunday "RudyPark" strip partly because the art is done by another person: Darrin Bell,who also draws and writes the "Candorville" comic for the Washington PostWriters Group.

Richtel joked that "Rudy Park" is "a labor of love and a vow of poverty,"though its client list of about 60 newspapers and Web sites isn't bad in amarketplace filled with so many comics.

The San Francisco-based writer, who scripts "Rudy Park" under the pen nameof Theron Heir, also delivers for the Times the monthly "VC Nation" columnabout the venture-capital industry. And he's about 100 pages into a second novel that, unsurprisingly, has some digital-age themes.

bookgasm

2007-05-30T12:43:00.000-07:00

fear not, the new review from the site "bookgasm" is family-friendly.

excerpt: "When it comes to making good on his title, Richtel knows how to work it. From the start, his story proves every bit as hypnotic as the book’s optical-illusion cover."

And

"As good as Richtel is at building suspense right away, I must commend him more for the flashback chapters that depict Nat and Annie falling in love. Their actions and dialogue comprise a realistic and accurate portrayal of the initial joys involved in finding your soulmate, and it’s hard not to feel a little contact high in your heart. The romance depicted here is real, not sappy or fantasized. "

Full review:
http://www.bookgasm.com/reviews/sci-fi/hooked/#more-1438

Also, please see the new review at 1340mag.com.
http://www.1340magbooks.com/hooked.html
In brief:

"From the moment I gazed upon the dizzying cover to the nail biting conclusion I was captivated (refuse to use the word “hooked”). Richtel has crafted a wonderful book that is guaranteed to satisfy the thriller/suspense novel craving that may be present within you. "

We blush

Get Hooked

2007-05-29T21:24:00.001-07:00

Friends, countrypersons, thrill junkies,

I am pleased to announce the publication of my first novel, "Hooked,"
a fast-paced thriller about the nature of love, obsession and life in
the digital era.

Hooked has gotten nice early reviews: "a shrewd cinematic thriller"
(Booklist); a mix of Michael Chrichton and John Grisham (Edgar Award
Winner Rupert Holmes); "an astonishing first novel" (Bestseller
Katherine Neville).

There is more information about the book and upcoming book signings at
www.mattrichtel.com.

A special request: I hope you will consider passing this email along
to friends, family and others who like their books like they like
their caffeine and email – tough to put down. First novels usually
catch on through word of mouth, so I'll be grateful for yours.

Thanks in advance for your support.

Warm regards,

Matt

we've injured a reviewer

2007-05-27T08:21:00.000-07:00

(we'd remind readers that it is improper to feel any joy over a physical injury, even when sufferer is a literary critic...)

From today's New York Newsday:

"Matt Richtel's "Hooked," a first novel by a syndicated cartoonist and New York Times technology writer, takes the cell-phone issue by the horns. Here laptops and Palm Pilots themselves are the agents of doom, tools of evil corporate warlords in their quest to subjugate humanity and its credit cards. From the opening scene in which he narrowly escapes a bomb blast in a San Francisco cafe, med-student-turned-slacker Nat Idle will put aside the freelance article he's writing on how cell phone radiation affects the brain to investigate a series of fires, suspicious deaths and acupuncture sessions gone bad. Quickly the trail turns towards his dead girlfriend Annie, a Silicon Valley venture capitalist who "died" five years earlier in a boating accident. Though his characters are thin and his plot somewhat dizzying, Richtel's gift for one-liners undercuts his cheesier moments. In fact, I was so drawn in at one point that I had my nose in the book while walking across my garage. I tripped on a stray skateboard and smacked my head on the garage floor. So maybe all these high-tech computer viruses and cell phone schemes are overkill. You can still knock somebody out with a novel."

Poisoned Pen Post

2007-05-20T10:32:00.000-07:00

A thanks to the Poisoned Pen, one of the land's finest mystery/thriller bookstores (www.poisonedpen.com)
It has selected Hooked for its "First Mystery Club." This is a club of autographed first printings from a handful of debut mystery/thrillers.

see the poisoned pen commentary on Hooked, or buy a signed copy from Poisoned Pen, at:
http://www.poisonedpen.com/html/firsts.html

mushroom head (early reviews)

2007-05-20T09:40:00.000-07:00

Friends, countrypersons, mom,

The book launches in two weeks. I've been asked by friends how I'm feeling (where on the continuum between peaceful and Sybil) - and to share a few thoughts on the blog.

My head is swelling. Literally. I have been many weeks without a haircut. The sides are puffing out like someone took an air pump to my skull. My wife is calling me 'mushroom head.'

I'm getting it shorn tonight. A somewhat symbolic slicing. It means I'm readying myself for public showings -- the upcoming readings, a few media events, a presentation here and there. I'm getting my game hair on. Next, my wife will want to have me properly bathed and clothed, but we're not rushing into anything.

Book reviews are trickling in. Booklist called it a shrewd cinematic thriller; A reviewer for Enfuse, a culture magazine in Colorado (where I grew up) said it caused her to question the nature of love. Review at: http://www.enfusemagazine.com/culture/content.cfm?Article_id=576 ; Parade Magazine is making it a "parade pick" in an upcoming issue; New York's Newsday has put it on its summer reading list.

Publisher's Weekly gave Hooked a tepid review. Before we asked for a correction, the review incorrectly spelled my name, that of the protagonist and the protagonist's love interest, and it got basic facts wrong about the plot. (Maybe if it went semi-weekly the organization would have time to actually read the books before reviewing).

The bulk of the reviews and other media should come in the next month.

So with the launch imminent, what is the mood of a first-time author, soon to be shorn?

Eighty percent of me feels balanced, not obsessive, excited for a new experience -- like I've got a nice coffee buzz but could still manage a nap. The great joy was in writing the book; now, should people choose to read it, it's their experience. Much as I'd like to have my ideas out there, I can't control if people buy it, or read or like it, or, having done so, want to burn it...and me.

Which brings me to the periodic madness. There are moments when I get a little dramatic, weird and lose perspective. Like I'm ready to be fitted for a white, ventilated full body suit. I guess can't spend three years creating something, unveil it to the world and not periodically feel vulnerable, and like maybe it would have been better off going into a quiet career in tax law.

I'm ready. I'm in the right frame of mind. Come what may. I refer, of course, to the imminent hair cut. May it be everything I hope for, and less.

Come on in, put your feet up, stay awhile

2007-01-02T15:48:00.000-08:00

Dear visitors,
Thanks for coming by. Have a look around, stay awhile, relax, drop a note, pepper me with incisive questions. I'll use this space to answer inquiries about Hooked, respond to comments, and, when necessary, defend my honor. Besides that, I plan to make only periodic blog postings. I'm still old-fashioned in that I hope the book itself serves as my blog.
Until next time,
Matt

PS - Questions can be left here in the comments section, or emailed to: mattrichtel@gmail.com