鈥淭rying to write.鈥� That tell-tale phrase usually indicates that there鈥檚 more trying than writing going on. The main character of Rosalind Brown鈥檚 debut novel, Practice, is an Oxford undergrad named Annabel who is "trying to write" an essay on Shakespeare鈥檚 sonnets. The essay is due the following day and Brown鈥檚 novel spans the tense 24 hours before that looming deadline.
Annabel holds herself to a rigid 鈥渢rying to write鈥� schedule: rise at 6, drink peppermint tea, water and eventually 鈥渢he glory of coffee." At fixed times she does yoga, meditates and goes for a solitary walk. All throughout the day, Annabel reads, scribbles notes and catches her wandering mind entertaining sexual fantasies. She also dreads writing an essay that, as she puts it, will 鈥渇ling itself against" the mystery of the sonnets, only to 鈥渄issolve like foam.鈥�
Practice is an odd, absorbing little novel about an unusual subject: the act of reading and thinking deeply about literature. It works because it doesn鈥檛 try to be a bigger story than it is and because it鈥檚 concise 鈥� coming in around 200 pages, many of them only a brief paragraph long.
It also works because Brown herself is such a vivid writer. Here, for instance, is Brown鈥檚 third-person narrator peering into Annabel鈥檚 mind as she thinks about the challenge of saying something fresh about Shakespeare鈥檚 sonnets:
That long-ish passage gives you an idea of how this novel meanders through Annabel鈥檚 day, spent mostly close reading in a room of one鈥檚 own. Catch that literary allusion, please. Virginia Woolf 鈥� particularly her own day-in-the-life novel, Mrs. Dalloway 鈥� is clearly Brown鈥檚 model for how to capture fleeting insights, as well as random flotsam and jetsam generated by the brain at work.
Because Practice is set in the winter of 2009, Annabel isn鈥檛 tempted by the many distractions we now have within reach on our laptops. But even without the undeniable lure of dog videos, online shopping and Wordle, Annabel is led astray plenty by what Brown calls 鈥渓ittle wisps of resistance鈥�: the excessive heat of the radiator in her room; the jangle of a landline phone and the boyfriend on the other end of it.
For me, Practice offers a refreshing midsummer鈥檚 break from the sweeping, socially engaged fiction that understandably dominates our own anxious time. It鈥檚 an unapologetically small, inward-looking and, yes, privileged story.
In the novel鈥檚 final pages, Annabel, at last, writes her essay鈥檚 first sentence, which is excellent. Whether you think that sentence redeems all the self-denial and obsessive behavior that Annabel poured into it will determine whether Practice is the novel for you.
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