Published in THE WOMEN'S REVIEW OF BOOKS, July/August, 2014
Clever Girl
by Tessa Hadley
New York: HarperCollins, 2014, 252 pp., $25.99, hardcover
Reviewed by Valerie Miner
Tessa Hadley’s seventh book of fiction follows clever Stella from her early childhood in a claustrophobic Bristol bedsit to an affluent life with three children, a loving partner, and a house in the country. Clever Girl explores a range of contemporary western female tropes: abandonment by father and lovers, teenage pregnancy, single motherhood, fraught mother-daughter relationship, experiment in nonsexist communal living, romance with a married man, adoption of a child from a developing country, self-acceptance in middle age.
Born in 1956, Stella is being raised by her single mother Edna in Bristol’s dowdy Kingsdown section. One day Edna marries Gerry, a well-meaning man who is insensitive to how he’s disrupting Stella’s life. Gerry takes his new family to the leafy suburb of Stoke Bishop, where Edna finds renewal but petulant Stella wallows in loneliness. The girl revives through the fast, and lasting, friendship with a quirky neighbor girl, Madeline.
Cleverness is highly valued by Stella’s mother and stepfather. Confident and intellectually bright, Stella wins a prized scholarship to secondary school. But her instincts are surprisingly dull—whether she’s showing up Gerry by bettering him at a physics problem or risking her future with unprotected sex. She seems to struggle with and against her native intelligence. If, as Emerson tells us, common sense is the genius of the working class, Stella misses out big time.
Stella’s boyfriend Valentine—part Johnny Depp, part Oscar Wilde—introduces her to Beckett, Ginsberg, Ferlinghetti, good weed, and first sex. And who wouldn’t fall in love with him? “…his cigarette cocked up cheekily between lips curved as improbably, generously wide as a faun’s. The pointed chin was like a faun’s too, and the flaunting Caravaggio cheekbones pushing up the thick flesh under his eyes, making them slanted and mischievous. He was tall, but not too tall; his school trousers slid down his impossibly narrow waist and hips." His androgynous beauty also attracts his English teacher, Fred Harper, who at first is threatened by Stella and later becomes her close friend.
As is the way with stunning wraiths, Valentine disappears. After he leaves for the States, the all-too-corporeal Stella discovers she is pregnant and gets kicked out of Edna and Gerry’s house. In one of the novel’s many coincidences, Stella wanders into a park where she meets a stranger, Mrs. Tapper, who invites her to be her live-in housekeeper and nanny. Life at the Tappers’ commodious home serves Stella well, until one day when she randomly opens a book of poetry and reads a single line by Walt Whitman that somehow reveals she is wasting her life. So she moves in with Valentine’s ex-teacher, the sexually ambiguous Fred Harper, with whom she just happens to have become reacquainted at one of Mrs. Tapper’s dinner parties.
While Hadley excels at descriptions of people, she also skillfully places us directly in domestic spaces: "There were times when I didn’t mind anything: the hazy yellow evening light, the midges swarming, the back door open to the yard where the boys’ bikes and plastic racquets lay where they had dropped them, the thrush singing in a hornbeam in the garden."
And she draws us intimately into Stella’s visceral responses. Here a houseguest comes on to the twentyish Stella: "I was suddenly aware of him blocking my way when I tried to pass him on the landing: he stopped me clumsily.…Then—buried in the completed blackness against his sour heavy clothes, nose and throat full of new intimacy and the unknown of his body—I was more mystified and gratified than anything. Or, I felt as if I was falling through the lit surface of things, out into a new realm of experience where everything was upside down, and darker."
The novel’s coincidences, inconsistencies, and narrative gaps detract from Hadley’s insights and often-eloquent language. The episodic story shifts creakily back and forth in time. We learn one person is dead before we meet him. Stella goes to extraordinary lengths to find her birth-father, but when she is handed his email address, she simply abandons the project. Too often Hadley, who can be adept at the dramatic moment, forsakes scenic story development for long paragraphs of explanation. For someone so nimble at conveying the intricacies of Stella’s love for her children, Hadley resorts to surprising caricature about adults and their pursuits—witness the snide, stereotypical description of the commune where Stella lives for a tumultuous time.
All’s well that ends well, according to one of the authors Stella studies when she quite abruptly decides to pursue a degree in literature. “I did very well at university. I got first-class marks for my essays and in exams almost from the beginning. My imagination grew bolder every day.” She’s heading toward a PhD, then suddenly swerves into occupational therapy. And of course she meets another man, who may—or may not—make her live happily ever after.
While Stella seems fixated on the men in her life—her absent dad; her irritating stepfather; the fathers of her two sons; Fred Harper; and finally, the tender but inaccessible, married Mac—it’s the women who help her survive. She would be lost without the support of her plucky mother, her loyal aunt, the faithful Madeline, and her adopted Brazilian daughter Ester, who arrives just in time to enrich Stella’s middle age.
We leave Stella embarking on her sixth decade at the beginning of a new century. Finally she has wed her intellectual cleverness to a seasoned intuition. Like most of us, she’s led a semi-accidental life. Happily, she no longer flirts with catastrophe. She’s learned enough from the past to savor lucky moments and small blessings. At fifty, Stella is someone I’d like to meet. Perhaps Hadley will follow up and let us know what happens to the clever girl and her unlikely tribe.
Valerie Miner’s new novel is Traveling with Spirits (2013). Her thirteen other books include novels, story collections, and a memoir. She teaches at Stanford University.