The Venetian’s Wife

A Strangely Sensual Tale of a Renaissance Explorer, a Computer, and a Metamorphosis

by Nick Bantock

Who’d imagine that a book mostly consisting of one woman’s diary excerpts and her e-mail exchanges with a 500-year-old ghost could be that entertaining?

Oops. I’ve said too much.

	From: S. Wolfe swintrw@adl.com To: Mr. N. Conti contifnd@secset.com Mr. Conti, Are you saying in a roundabout way that you have hacked into a Vatican computer? Sara
From: Mr. N. Conti contifnd@secset.com To: Sara Wolfe swintrw@adl.com Sara, I suppose you could put it that way. Yes. Niccolo
	From: S. Wolfe swintrw@adl.com To: Mr. N. Conti contifnd@secset.com Mr. Conti, What’s a betting shop? Sara
From: Mr. N. Conti contifnd@secset.com To: Sara Wolfe swintrw@adl.com Sara, What’s a researcher? Niccolo