From musings on Virginia Woolf and Georges Perec, to her first impressions in the aftermath of the Charlie Hebdo attacks, to the discovery of her ectopic pregnancy, Lauren Elkin's diary sketches a portrait of the author, not as an artist, but as a pregnant woman on a Parisian bus. In the troubling intimacy of public transport, she queries the lines between togetherness and being apart, between the everyday and the eventful, registering the ordinary makings of a city and its people.