{"id":10249,"date":"2019-04-10T23:31:06","date_gmt":"2019-04-11T03:31:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.lettersandsodas.com\/books\/?p=10249"},"modified":"2019-04-10T23:31:06","modified_gmt":"2019-04-11T03:31:06","slug":"conversations-with-friends-by-sally-rooney","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/conversations-with-friends-by-sally-rooney\/","title":{"rendered":"Conversations with Friends by Sally Rooney"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>At first, I was worried that <i>Conversations with Friends<\/i> was going to be the kind of novel where a) cheating is a plot point but b) no one ever considers the possibility of non-monogamy. I&#8217;m happy to report that it is not that kind of novel, and also happy to report that it&#8217;s really really good. This book was a delight to read from the start, even with my initial misgivings about cheating-as-plot-point. It&#8217;s narrated in the first person by Frances, a 21-year-old university student in Dublin, and it&#8217;s about her best friend Bobbi (who&#8217;s also her ex-girlfriend), their new mutual friend Melissa (a writer and photographer who sees them perform spoken-word poetry together and says she wants to do a profile of them), and Melissa&#8217;s husband, Nick, an actor who&#8217;s been having a tough time with himself\/in his marriage. Melissa and Nick are a bit older than Frances and Bobbi (Melissa is 37; Nick is 32), and their moneyed\/married life is something that both attracts and repels Frances (whom Bobbi describes as a communist, and who talks about not wanting to work for money). Frances&#8217;s voice is a lot of what carries the book, but it&#8217;s not just her voice: I like the way that the narrative includes IM conversations or texts and emails, the way that it&#8217;s full of the exchanges of Frances&#8217;s daily life, in whatever format, as well as her thoughts and feelings. I like the book&#8217;s sense of humor, too, and the way that it captures things people do\u2014looking at Facebook videos, looking for more information about new friends\/acquaintances, looking back at past conversations. (About Melissa, shortly after meeting her and Nick, Frances thinks this: &#8220;I didn&#8217;t know how long she had been married to Nick. Neither of them was famous enough for that kind of information to be online&#8221; (12).)<\/p>\n<p>A lot of the book ends up being about Frances&#8217;s feelings for\/relationship with Nick, though it&#8217;s also about her friendship\/relationship with Bobbi, and her identity as a writer, and her family, and families\/relationships\/friendships in general, and being young and not knowing what to do and figuring things out as you go along. Frances is difficult\/prickly\/endearing: she&#8217;s smart and independent and uncomfortable with emotion and vulnerability, and I love her voice\/the tone of the narration, the way there are lyrical moments that are beautiful without being too ostentatious. I love sentences like this: &#8220;A bumblebee flew through the open window and cast a comma of a shadow on the wallpaper before flying out again&#8221; (98). Or this: &#8220;We were driving along by the harbor, where the ships implied themselves as concepts behind the fog&#8221; (132). Or this: &#8220;I loved when he was available to me like this, when our relationship was like a Word document that we were writing and editing together, or a long private joke that nobody else could understand&#8221; (178). Or this: &#8220;Lights sparkled on the river and buses ran past like boxes of light, carrying faces in the windows&#8221; (252). <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>At first, I was worried that Conversations with Friends was going to be the kind of novel where a) cheating is a plot point but b) no one ever considers the possibility of non-monogamy. I&#8217;m happy to report that it is not that kind of novel, and also happy to report that it&#8217;s really really [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10249","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fiction"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10249","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10249"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10249\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10249"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10249"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10249"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}