Meaghan O’Connell | Longreads | July 2017 | 12 minutes (3,000 words)
The other week, a hardcover copy of Sally Rooney’s debut novel, Conversations With Friends, was jammed through our front door mail slot as I was sitting down to dinner with my family. The book hit the floor with a dramatic plop and my 3-year-old son went sprinting over to grab it. It felt like it was Christmas and Santa had just unceremoniously dropped our bounty into the ashes of the fireplace.
“WHAT IS THIS? WHO’S IS THIS FOR?” he shouted at me in his cheerfully desperate way. My son is a book publicist’s dream.
“I think it’s a book,” I said.
“Is it a Mommy Book?!” he demanded, meaning is it a book that I, his mother, will read.
“Yep, it’s a Mommy Book.”
“Open it, Mommy! What’s your new book about?” The pitch of…
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