{"id":532525,"date":"2026-05-21T07:00:00","date_gmt":"2026-05-21T05:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/leregardlibre.com\/?p=532525"},"modified":"2026-05-23T06:18:29","modified_gmt":"2026-05-23T04:18:29","slug":"coco-mellors-le-blues-dune-sororite-dechiree","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/leregardlibre.com\/en\/literature\/coco-mellors-le-blues-dune-sororite-dechiree\/","title":{"rendered":"Coco Mellors, the blues of a torn sisterhood"},"content":{"rendered":"

In\u00a0Blue Sisters<\/em>, With disarming honesty, Coco Mellors tracks down this very contemporary fear of losing one's footing, in the wake of four sisters on the edge of themselves.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n

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\u00abLucky is twenty-six, and she's lost. Truth be told, the three remaining sisters are.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But there's one thing they don't know: as long as you're alive, it's never too late to be found.\u00bb<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

The prologue to Coco Mellors' new novel closes with a phrase that sounds like a late-night prophecy, containing everything that can make a person falter: a sharpness matched by murderous hopes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Four years after her luminous debut in literature, the British novelist makes her comeback with\u00a0Blue Sisters<\/em>\u00a0and continues to expose social relations. The sharp writing of\u00a0Cleopatra and Frankenstein<\/em>, The same vulnerability, but a more introspective, sinuous tone. A Sally Rooney air of emotional precision and casual relationships, minus the platitudes. All in a more dramatic, less analytical style. Coco Mellors puts heart where Sally Rooney puts body.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What's left of a family when what held it together disappears? Can you really escape your environment? Can wounds be healed by keeping them to yourself? Is it possible to find in others what has been broken at home? Over 400 pages, Coco Mellors unfolds a polyphony of questions that draws the reader into the existential questioning of an entire generation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But make no mistake about it,\u00a0Blue Sisters<\/em>\u00a0is not a novel that places us on a red couch; the characters' doubts and anxieties are not the stuff of psychoanalysis, but the echo of a millennial rout.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Avoiding the easy pathos of grief<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Despite the grim subject matter, there's never a hint of sadness. Coco Mellors keeps any temptation to over-dramatize at bay with her sometimes crude way of expressing emotions. So far from being theatrical, mourning diffracts into ordinary gestures, silences and substitutions. The drama lies in routine renunciations, not effusions. With her fine but lively pen, the author proceeds by light touch: she captures not so much the events as their intimate repercussions, their delayed shockwaves in the characters' consciousness. She doesn't scarify sorrows to feed them to literature.<\/p>\n\n\n\n