In 2020, Patricia Lockwood lost her mind. Not in the way that everyone lost their minds — all the grocery-sanitizing and sourdough-baking; the insistence that Zoom “raves” were fun and that your friends had always wanted to pick up needlepoint, actually — but in a clinical, nebulous-syndrome-caused-by-the-novel-coronavirus way. Lockwood’s vision warped, her identity fractured, her own body grew unfamiliar. Metaphor and reality sat next to each other inside her mind, occasionally trading places.
In the hallucinatory Will There Ever Be Another You ( out Sept. 23 from Riverhead ), Lockwood’s second novel after 2021’s No One Is Talking About This , she writes her way out of Wonderland. “I’ve been saying that No One Is Talking About This was written sane, edited crazy, and this book wa