It’s also a very different animal stylistically from her highly acclaimed, comic memoir Priestdaddy, which is at times dense and overcrowded. But the novel is, thankfully, about more than the vicissitudes of the online world.
I started to think about the other lost things that no one talks about now: Compuserve, Netscape, Altavista, Ask Jeeves, all those pre-Google search engines, and the world before the iPhone, when the idea of looking up the name of an actor you’d forgotten as you walked around was the stuff of dreams.
At first, I thought the title referred to aspects of the internet and its disappearing history, as in, “'MySpace was an entire life’, she nearly wept at a bookstore in Chicago… ‘And it is lost, lost, lost.’”
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