
The day after the election her husband had woken up with a strong urge to get a face tattoo. It was hard to know which forms of protest against the current regime were actually useful. The main character seems intent on trying to say or do something that will break through the cocoon of online life, yet this environment muffles all sense of consequence: ‘She lay every morning under an avalanche of details, the spiderweb of human connection grown so thick it was almost a shimmering and solid silk, and the day still not opening to her.’ The portal, which had promised to deliver her from isolation, into communion with the lives of others, has become strangely stifling.

At the opening of Patricia Lockwood’s debut novel, titled No One is Talking About This, we find her main character wrapped in the gossamer-like web of the internet, which she refers to as ‘the portal’.
