But is this book just about two college students sleeping with a married couple? Or is it something much stranger, sharper, and more honest?
This stylistic choice mimics the experience of anxiety. The line between what is real (spoken) and what is internal (thought) blurs. Frances lives so much in her head that she sometimes forgets to actually live in the room. Conversations with Friends is not a comfortable read. Frances is prickly, self-destructive, and often unfair to the people who love her. Nick is frustratingly passive. The ending is ambiguous. Conversations with Friends
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. But is this book just about two college