Yes, this book is completely ridiculous. I loved it anyway. 
 "Attachments" is the first Rainbow Rowell novel that I genuinely, wholeheartedly love. I've read "Fan Girl", "Eleanor & Park" and "Carry On." "Carry On" was the first I ended up liking well enough - both "Fan Girl" and "Eleanor & Park" were rather 'blah' to me. But "Attachments", I love, love, love! 
 I've read reviews saying that "Attachments" basic premise is essentially creepy and unrealistic. And they're completely right! A guy falling in love with a girl he's never meet via snooping through her work emails to and fro a friend (monitoring email is his job!) Of course this is creepy. It's also, honestly, exactly the sort of screwy, nonsensical plot that lives in the romantic comedies of the 90s and early 2000s. While I don't seem like it, I love a good rom-com. I love a good screwball comedy - heck, if computers were a thing in the 30s, I could see this sort of ridiculousness going on in a Katherine Hepburn-Cary Grant movie. You can't tell me that the plot of "Bringing Up Baby" or "Holiday" make any more sense than this book does. They don't! And the work because they lean into the crazy. 
 "Attachments" leans wholeheartedly into the crazy, just as it should. Lincoln is your classic sad-sack and through her emails, Beth comes off as flighty and passionate. Yes, it's more than a little "ugh" inducing that Lincoln's essentially still stuck on this girl who broke his heart nine years before and you do roll your eyes a bit at the fact that he's allowed a teenage heartbreak to upend his life. It's also kind of understandable as he is (through most of the novel) the sort of person whom life just sort of happens to rather than the sort who actively seeks things out. I can relate to that (which kind of bums me out a bit, but I don't feel particularly inclined to change that so yeah....) 
 What I love best about "Attachments" is the friendship between Beth and her email co-conspirator Jennifer! Their relationship is a really nice depiction of female friendship. There's no envy there, no jealousy - they genuinely care for each other, want happiness for one another and tell each other the truth. 
 I actually, genuinely enjoyed and loved this. No, it's not high literature. It's not trying to be, no more than, say Bridget Jones' Diary was trying to be Citizen Kane. Still love the heck out it.