When the publicist for Alina Simone’s debut novel wrote to us, “I have a lingering fear that it’s been tossed into the YA pile. I want to make sure it blipped on your radar as a funny, Lipsyte-esque satire of the art world and our Internet-obsessed culture and not the new Gossip Girl or Pretty Little Liars,” we assured her that we hadn’t been fooled by the young-looking cover. The story of a 37-year-old Manhattanite named Anna is a bit of Bridget Jones for the digital age — and it’s downright hilarious.