It's a love story but one written by someone who doesn't know what love is. Reads like an extended fantasy of a man convinced a celebrity would fall in love with him if only she met him. Unfortunately his fantasy figure doesn't have a personality of her own, while he just comes across as obnoxious and convinced of his own genius and talent with no evidence. Its an interesting idea, and might have worked for a better author who could have emphasised either the drama or the absurdity of the situation, but this just falls flat between the two.