


Although I can’t find that review online, the magazine did feature it in their Valentine’s Day Romantic. The back cover claims that New York magazine called it Kinky, artsy, and swoon-worthy. Nonetheless, the novel is indeed fiction, as the author and the narrator are not the same individuals. This novel is a work of fiction, although the author does try to confuse the audience in this respect, as both the author and the narrator are unnamed. The "Oxygen Thief" in the title refers to narrator's low self-esteem. Diary of An Oxygen Thief is getting high praise. Diary of an Oxygen Thief was published anonymously in 2006. Later, he meets a young, aspiring photographer in New York and falls in love with her. Internally he grapples with paranoia, addiction, and a legacy of pain. After taking a job in the United States, the narrator is confronted externally by the absurdity of corporate America, culture shock, and the conflict of moving from the lower to upper-middle class.

The narrator realizes that she hates him. At the end of their so-called relationship, she takes him to a bar and has a male friend humiliate him and try to get into a fight with the narrator, which she photographs. After the narrator starts attending AA meetings, he sobers up and looks back on his past relationships with a measure of remorse. He believes she is toying with his emotions and using him as the tragic subject of her art, a book of photographs. Purporting to be an autobiography, Diary of an Oxygen Thief begins with the narrator, an Irish advertising executive living in London, describing the pleasure he used to receive from emotionally abusing women.
