Normal People Don’t Live like This
Normal People Don't Live Like This
by Dylan Landis
$15.00 List Price
An adult character in Normal People Don’t Live like This, Dylan Landis’s lean, beguiling novel in stories, is a synesthete. “It means the senses work in pairs,” she explains to Leah Levinson, the teenager at the center of the book. “It’s a gift.” Leah can appreciate this—for her, objects and words have their own dreamy weight—but her sensitivity is a product of adolescence, not neurology.
Teenage girls make for compelling fictional subjects, and portraying them honestly requires a certain grit. In her best moments, Landis doesn’t flinch, lavishing attention on Leah’s obsessive-compulsiveness, the jumbled contents of her underwear drawer, and a friend’s sudden miscarriage. In ten concise chapters that can be read as stand-alone stories or chronological snapshots, we experience the world of 1970s New York through Leah; her mother, Helen; and a few secondary characters. Each chapter offers a vivid, fleeting glimpse of a life; in the spaces between stories, losses are suffered quietly, and triumphs go unseen.
The characters’ perspectives tend to complement one another, but sometimes they compete. The first chapter homes in on Rainey Royal—a troubled classmate who will become Leah’s tormentor—lying in Central Park, her father’s best friend writhing on top of her. Intense and evocative, it’s also a misleading opening salvo. Rainey recedes soon after, having set an unsettling tone for a group of stories not her own.
Leah is relatively innocent, rehearsing a brand of rebelliousness she can’t quite live up to and evaluating potential allies with an eye that’s equal parts strategic