With most #twitterviews, I end up begging and pleading with you to read some book you might not have heard of quite yet. In this case, what's the point? It's The Girl on the Train. You're already reading it. Everyone is reading it. It's #1 on Amazon. Number one. On Amazon. I wasn't even sure that really ever happened. All of that almost makes this process a little less exciting for me. I think that makes me an asshole hipster. None of that is true. This is one of the more exciting posts I've made. Paula Freaking Hawkins. I mean, seriously. If you have, in fact, been living in some sort of spider hole in a Middle-Eastern desert, The Girl on the Train is drawing all kinds of praise and generating the kind of pub you get when your first novel (she doesn't even have a Wikipedia page yet ... Internet, get on this, ASAP) gets universally compared to (and may actually be better than) Gone Girl (not linking it ... do #twitterviews, Gillian Flynn, and I'll link your book).
Question 1: What's the craziest thing you've seen on the train?
Question 2: Are there any film influences on the book?
Question 3: Is Rachel's imagination an examination of female identity?
Question 4: Do you spend a ton of time editing for potential spoilers?
Question 5: Why are Brits so good at writing crime novels?
You may now resume reading the book. I know you were already.
"Watching a drunk guy fall onto the tracks in Paris."
No context necessary on that one, Paula. Hope your newfound fame doesn't rob you of precious moments like that in the future.