this was just okay. i was intrigued by the concept ("what if you could go back in time & stop your 21-year-old self from making the mistakes you regret?"), but the writing dragged a little & the story execution failed to live up to its promise.
charlotte merryweather is soon to be 32 years old & seems to have it all: cute apartment, great job running her own PR firm, super-helpful assistant named beatrice, fun & sassy best friend with two adorable little kids, & trustworthy boyfriend. she's living the life of 6am work-outs with her personal trainer, designer heels, an addiction to self-help books, & rarely having time to go out to the country to see her parents.
on her way to work one morning, she sees a car that looks a lot like the old orange beetle she drove when she was 21. when she gets a glimpse of the driver, she is surprised to see that she looks a lot like she did when she was 21. she chalks it up to a coincidence & carries on with her day, having a business lunch with an american cosmetic dentist who wants to expand his star smiles empire to england. she has dinner that night at a posh pub with miles. miles gives her a lot of helpful tips of managing her pension, while charlotte has an unpleasant encounter with the bartender.
anyone familiar with the conventions of chick lit will see exactly where this is going: the girl in the beetle IS 21-year-old charlotte, through some poorly-conceived time travel/wormhole-type situation. charlotte will finagle a way to interact with her 21-year-old self & attempt to give her some helpful hints on improving her life, but surely the tables will be turned & her 21-year-old self will show buttoned-up professional charlotte how to let her hair down again. charlotte will ditch miles for one reason or another & a romance will blossom with the crotchety bartender. but there will be some kind of stumbling block in their road to love, most likely having something to do with charlotte's high-powered career, & even more likely having something to do with the cosmetic dentist client. the book will end with miles out of the picture, charlotte happily dating the bartender & on leave one way or another from her job, re-connecting with her best friend & her parents while her angelic assistant holds down the fort without ever compromising charlotte's trust or authority. having served her purpose, 21-year-old charlotte will vanish again.
& sure enough, this is exactly what happens. part of the appeal of any genre fiction (& chick lit is definitely genre fiction) is the familiarity of the formula. you don't know the characters yet or exactly what their problems are or how they'll play out, but you have a general sense of what's going to happen. it's like putting on an old pair of shoes. it's just comfortable.
what sets good chick lit apart from bad, or boring, is the quality of the writing & the characters. you know the happy ending is coming before the end of the book, but a clever twist or an especially engaging narrator really separates the wheat from the chaff. the reason i love the "shopaholic" series is because i really like becky, the narrator (usually--she starts to grate toward the end of the series). her best friend is also really endearing, & her husband is charming & good-natured. here...nothing grabbed me. charlotte's only connection with the bartender is that she discovers that he had a crush on her when she was 21. she never noticed him then, but when she goes back in time, she notes that he is serviceably cute. "well, he liked me ten years ago," isn't really a great reason to start a relationship with someone. it doesn't feel genuine.
there's a completely baffling side-plot involving charlotte's best friend, vanessa. vanessa is convinced that her husband, julian, is sleeping with his secretary. the evidence mounts: charlotte sees julian at a drugstore far away from both his home & office, buying condoms, after vanessa had complained to charlotte the night before that they hadn't had sex in months. charlotte's assistant, beatrice, sees julian at a posh hotel...holding the room key for the biggest suite in the place. vanessa finds an agent provocateur receipt for bunches of sexy lingerie in sizes far too small for her. it seemed damning to me. come to find out, julian had simply been making arrangements to re-ignite the romance with vanessa. by buying a jumbo box of condoms days in advance in a part of town totally out of his way, making a hotel reservation on a weekend evening in person for a completely different night & for some reason being given the keys in advance, & then wasting a bunch of money on lingerie not in his wife's size. (supposedly he told the shopkeeper, "she looks like cate blanchett, so the shopkeeper chose items in cate blanchett's size. o...kay?) this all sounds like a really hokey lie to me, but vanessa is happy so supposedly it's all true. it was a distraction that never felt true to me. so...fail on that.
i was also distracted by the fact that charlotte grew up in the states & didn't move to england until she was an adult (21, in fact). but she uses british words like "windscreen". there were several other examples of this sprinkled throughout the book. every time, i found it jarring. make a british person use those words, sure, but an american ex-pat? i don't buy it. it came across like a british person trying to write an american character living in england.
then there was a whole weird reveal toward the end of the book concerning an abortion...i was worried it was going to go down a strange "post-abortion stress syndrome" path, & it kind of took a few steps in that direction, before righting itself & managing to not be offensive. but it seemed kind of like a really weird throw-away designed to contextualize charlotte's personality, & again...it didn't really work.
& one more thing: i recently read an interview with literary agents on things they hate to see in fiction. they were unanimous that they hate it when characters are shown waking up in the morning with an alrm clock, because then you know you're going to have to slog through their whole boring daily routine. & even more annoying is when the character wakes up to an alarm clock & says, "oh no, i'm late!" why'd you set your alarm clock to wake you up late then? WTF? that totally happens in this book. *sigh*