I finished this book days ago and I still can't stop thinking about it. "Someone told me a while ago that when nightmares are too awful they're impossible to remember. If we could remember them, I think we'd die. When someone dreams about dying they never wake up, they die in real life. Because no one dreams about dying; they might dream that they're about to die or that they're in danger, but those dreams never get to the end." 'The Rooftop' follows Clara who is a new mother to a baby girl, she lives with her daughter and father in a crumbling apartment. As Clara's paranoia about the outside world worsens her only solace and access to the outside world is her rooftop. Fernanda Trías is a master storyteller, there's no doubt about it. Her prose gets under your skin and unsettles you from the inside. You can feel Clara's paranoia intensifying to the point reading feels almost claustrophobic as her grip on reality becomes worse. The book is dark and I would definitely read the TW before going in. The perfect start to Women in Translation Month, expertly translated by Annie McDermott. I'm going to be thinking about this one for a long time.

Bleak, yet strangely moving. A distrust of the outside world devours the protagonist’s mental state.