In Norah Vincent’s debut novel, Thy Neighbor you are not going to find a loveable main character that you can easily relate to. You’re going to find Nick Walsh, a freelance writer/loner who is seriously disturbed, and has been since his father did the whole murder/suicide thing with his mother thirteen years earlier. He’s become seriously paranoid, and spends his time secretly videotaping the private lives of people in his neighborhood. He is in a semi-relationship with a woman who steals for a living, because why wouldn’t he be? The heart of the novel revolves around a 12-year-old girl who went missing, and how her disappearance tied in with Nick’s parent’s deaths. It gets pretty uncomfortable and a bit disgusting at times, because let’s be honest, the private lives of most people are way more disturbing than reality television.