An uber-intelligent student, a dancer with an irresistible propensity to party through the night, and a curvaceous baker. These three women plunge Joachim Meyerhoff’s life into turbulence in his fourth autobiographical novel, entitled The Togetherness of Loners. Physically and logistically, he can barely juggle all the events in his love life, but despite all his moral scruples, he hasn’t felt this good in a long time. Meyerhoff’s three previous novels chronicled his childhood on the grounds of a psychiatric institution (“When Will it Finally Be Like it Never Was Again?”), his school year abroad in Wyoming (“Ten green bottles …”) and an unforgettable year at drama school in Munich, where he was only saved from greater harm by his grandparents plying him with all sorts of alcoholic drinks (“Oh, This Void, This Unspeakable Void”). And now, in this fourth volume, Meyerhoff is a young actor getting his start in the provinces. Here, one after another, Hanna, Franka and Ilse enter into his life. The big question is: Will this end well? And the answer is: no.