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If you picked up Sally Rooney’s debut novel, Conversations with Friends , expecting a lighthearted romp through Dublin’s literary scene, you probably found yourself putting it down to stare at the wall for twenty minutes. You aren’t alone.

Critics love to hate it, but in Conversations with Friends , the missing punctuation serves a purpose. It collapses the distance between dialogue and narration. When Frances speaks, it flows directly into her internal monologue. Are these words she said out loud, or just thought? Often, we can’t tell. Conversations with Friends

Published in 2017, before Normal People broke the internet and made chain-link necklaces a symbol of existential angst, Conversations with Friends laid the blueprint for what would become the "Rooneyverse": razor-sharp dialogue, emotionally constipated intellectuals, and the quiet agony of trying to be a good person while desperately wanting things you shouldn’t. If you picked up Sally Rooney’s debut novel,

It captures the specific loneliness of being in your early twenties: the feeling that your body is betraying you, that your intellect is your only weapon, and that you are always performing for an audience that isn't there. It collapses the distance between dialogue and narration

She wants us to think she is a cold, rational observer. She is not. She is a volcano trying to pass itself off as a flat screen. Let’s address the plot: Frances begins an affair with Nick, Melissa’s husband. However, Rooney refuses to write a steamy, taboo thriller. Instead, the affair is conducted via stilted emails, silent car rides, and conversations about Marxism.

They used to date. Now they are just best friends who finish each other’s sentences and perform spoken word poetry together. They are a unit. When Frances spirals into the affair, Bobbi is the one who gets hurt. The jealousy, the codependency, and the unspoken "what if" between the two women is far more complex than the heterosexual drama.