RAY CAVANAUGH is known to take astonishingly long walks. He has a rather distinctive gait, because his legs are quite uncoordinated. His nickname is Noodles, assigned to him because a freakish wingspan and slim physique make for arms that look like noodles.

His ultra-long left noodle served him well in Little League, where he would routinely uncork one of the more devastating fastballs in the pre-supplement era.

His favorite current athlete is Red Sox second baseman Dustin Pedroia, who was the 2008 AL MVP, despite a mediocre stature. Someday, Mr. Cavanaugh wants to claim his rightful place as the Dustin Pedroia of the adult film industry. What he may lack in girth, he makes up for with tons of heart, boundless enthusiasm, and all the intangibles.

Until then, he applies the aforementioned tons of heart, boundless enthusiasm, and all the intangibles to writing “Celtic Scribes,” a column about dead Irish writers, which has appeared in publications from London to Vancouver.

Dear Mr. Unabomber is his first novel.