There was a very favorable review of SOMETHING MISSING in the Boston Globe today. Among the many pleasing lines from the piece was this gem:
Though the book is essentially a high-concept caper, it is deftly constructed, really exciting at a couple of junctures, moving at others, and very, very funny.
It’s the “very, very funny” descriptor which always surprises me. Though I’m not absolutely certain, I cannot remember a single moment during the process of writing SOMETHING MISSING when I thought that the book would be funny. There were moments when my wife would laugh while reading the manuscript and I would have to ask her what she thought was funny, wondering what the hell she could be finding so amusing.
I think that in the end, Martin’s approach to life is amusing, and as the writer, I merely benefited from this good fortune.
I can’t help but wonder who is the funny one in this relationship: me or Martin?