On a recent girls’ ski trip, a friend and I found ourselves doing what book lovers do best—comparing reads. I had This Is Not About Us, she had The Correspondent, and somewhere between the hot tub and our NA brews (we know how to party), we were both completely sold on our respective picks.
Naturally, when I finished mine, I picked up hers. Then I noticed my very bookish mom had the same title in her reading pile. That kind of consensus usually signals I’m on to something. Well, it’s not a surprise that I gobbled up the book and loved the concept and the writing.
About the Book
The Correspondent is an epistolary novel—told through letters and written exchanges—which immediately sets it apart. I know this because I studied the form back in my days at Vanderbilt as an English major–see kids you can use your college major even decades later. It’s a slightly mysterious way to structure a story—you’re only ever getting part of the picture. You have to fill in the gaps, which naturally makes you wonder: can we trust the narrator?
That brings us to one of my favorite literary devices to dust off: the unreliable narrator. Not necessarily someone who is lying outright, but someone whose version of events might be…skewed. Think Holden Caulfield in The Catcher in the Rye. It forces you to lean in and really engage with the text instead of letting it just wash over you.
Our narrator—and the writer of most of these letters—is Sybil Van Antwerp, a retired law clerk living in Annapolis (a setting I loved, having grown up nearby in Arnold, Maryland). In her seventies, Sybil is independent, sharp, and more than a little set in her ways. Her days are filled with reading, writing letters, and tending her garden—a quiet, controlled life she seems perfectly content to maintain.
Illness and circumstance begin to force connection, whether she wants it or not. After decades on her own following a divorce, Sybil is pushed into new relationships and reckonings.
And through her letters, we watch her evolve.
What Stayed With Me
This is, at its core, a story about family—particularly the complicated, often imperfect relationship between mothers and daughters. (Yes, I know, I just read something similar—but clearly I’m in a phase.)
As someone who doesn’t have a perfect mother-daughter relationship, this one hit home. There’s something deeply hopeful in the idea that even late in life, there’s still room to understand, to repair, or at least to try.
One of the most striking passages comes from a letter to her daughter:
“You said I am critical of the way you live your life…you said that you hadn’t told me about it because you don’t know how to confide in me…My response to you was that you have never seemed to need me…Well, perhaps you can imagine how it would feel to hear these things from Frannie one day. Terrible.”
It’s raw, defensive, honest—and painfully real.
Why It Works
The structure is part of the magic. Because we only see Sybil through her letters, we’re constantly interpreting—reading tone, questioning intention, filling in emotional gaps. It creates a layered experience that feels more intimate than a traditional narrative.
The characters are thoughtfully drawn, especially the older ones. And while some of the younger perspectives feel lighter by comparison, I appreciated the attempt—particularly with Harry, who becomes a kind of project for Sybil.
There’s also a quiet appreciation for the written word woven throughout:
“Reaching out in correspondence is really one of the original forms of civility…The written word…It is letters. It is books. It is law. It’s all the same.”
As someone who makes a living in words, that resonated.
Final Take
All this is to say: this book is a winner.
It’s thoughtful, character-driven, and quietly powerful in the way it explores connection, aging, and second chances.
Final Thougts
Smart, layered, and deeply human, The Correspondent is a reminder that it’s never too late to revisit the past—or to rewrite how we connect moving forward.
One-line takeaway: Smart, layered, and deeply human, The Correspondent is a reminder that it’s never too late to revisit the past—or to rewrite how we connect moving forward.
For fans of: Fans of character-driven fiction, book club readers, and anyone who appreciates a reflective, emotionally intelligent story—especially those who loved Olive Kitteridge.
Where I read it: At the beach on spring break with my daughter, she finisihed a book by Abby Jimenez (you can read my review of one of her books here)
You can find this—and everything else I’m reading this year—on my running 2026 book list.
Get the full list of books from 2025 here.
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