I can’t say I have ever heard of Sally Rooney before yesterday (and at first thought she was the WAG of the Wagatha Christie fame) but I just bought a whole bunch of her books. In paper form naturally, so that when they are added to Cooper’s Index Librorum Prohibitorum, I can flog them at a tidy profit (lest there is any doubt that my motives are anything other than the highest virtue of market refined pure greed).