Sally Rooney, Heart on Her Sleeve, Writes a Weeper
Briefly

The advance word about Intermezzo has not been good, at least among publishing's smart young crowd. I’ve heard it called overlong and undercooked.
I admire Intermezzo almost without reservation; I fell into it like a goose-down comforter after a 15-mile hike in the sleet.
Clearly this book is going to divide people. Midnight release parties are scheduled... as if it were Harry Potter, Book 8. These parties may be cheerful communal events for some.
Rooney has reached this tricky plateau... called the Salinger of the Snapchat generation. She does less publicity than most other writers, yet she seems curiously overexposed.
Read at www.nytimes.com
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