Cleopatra and Frankenstein by Coco Mellors

I picked this book in my library because I had been seeing it everywhere for a while – a bit like it happened with Normal People back in the day – I wanted to know what all the fuzz was about.

After reading the blurb, I was mainly interested in two things. First, New York as the setting. I’m a city person (I was born in Madrid, after all) and New York is one of the most interesting cities I’ve ever been in. Second, this book focuses on the relationship between a woman and a man twenty years his senior. I am interested in relationships with a big age gap. I was born to one of those and I’ve been in one for almost a decade.

The first chapter was interesting – very sharp writing, good dialogue. It’s narrated from the perspectives of both Cleo and Frank (actually it took me a bit to get used to the switch of perspectives in the same chapter, but this happens all along the novel, so it wasn’t a problem in the end). Their encounter, on New Year’s Eve is quirky but sweet, and these two different characters are introduced by the way they dress and speak to each other.

Almost immediately we jump into a wedding scene. Cleo is twenty-four and Frank is forty-four. She’s a British painter who has moved to New York and is struggling to make a living on her art after finishing her university studies (I mean, yeah, as a fellow artist I sympathise, it’s a hard world out there). Frank is a successful marketing executive with his own company who’s starting to make big money. Ah, also, he’s an alcoholic.