Hurt people hurt people.
Say there was a novel in which Holden Caulfield was an alcoholic and Lolita was a photographer's assistant and, somehow, they met in Bright Lights, Big City. He's blinded by love. She by ambition. Diary of an Oxygen Thief is an honest, hilarious, and heartrending novel, but above all, a very realistic account of what we do to each other and what we allow to have done to us.
Kinky, artsy, and swoon-worthy — New York Magazine
The author does a great job. I loved it! — Junot Diaz, author of The Brief and Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao
F. Scott Fitzgerald for the iPad generation. — Richard Nash, author of What is the Business of Literature?
First he steals the oxygen from you, then he spits it right back in your face. One of the most interesting and controversial encounters I've made through a book. — Lorenzo DeRita, editor in chief, COLORS magazine
Enthralling . . . the cult tale of a misogynist's ruin — Guardian
A massively enjoyable, very quick read that's as hipster as a three pound bowl of Rice Krispies on Shoreditch High Street, but less of a rip-off — The Pool
The book becomes valuable, at least to me, because what the oxygen thief does par excellence is describe the myriad horrors of corporate culture — Elle Thinks
A brutal but a frank and honest account . . . exudes raw open honesty . . . Love it or hate it Diary of an Oxygen Thief is here and it will divide opinion, Read it for yourself and judge for yourself. — The Last Word