Adults (also published as Grown Ups) is the third novel by British author, Emma Jane Unsworth.
Meet Jenny McLaine: Single. 35 years old. Radical feminist online magazine columnist.
First impression: Obsessed with social media. Agonises over the image she projects. The epitome of shallow. Overthinks everything. Excessively needy. Endlessly seeks approval. Constantly second-guesses every nuance. Thinks IMPORTANT things in SHOUTY CAPITALS! Begs her friend to proof-read emails to her new boyfriend. Priorities severely distorted. Radiates insecurity.
“I interrogate myself. That’s what the midthirties should be about, after all: constant self-interrogation . Acquiring the courage to change what you can, and the therapist to accept what you can’t.”
All this even before she loses her job, her best friend and her boyfriend. How did she get like that? An unconventional upbringing by quirky single mother may have played a part… By the time the reader reaches the halfway mark, enough interactions between Jenny and boyfriend, Art, and Jenny and best friend, Kelly, have been described for it to be clear why they might want a break from her.
Jenny’s mother, Carmen turns up; she and Jenny don’t have a good relationship, but despite her self-promotional leaflets in the neighbourhood letterboxes (Carmen McLaine— Spiritual Healer and Psychic–Medium. Specialist advice on Love and Relationships , Family Matters, Exams, Careers, Jobs, Luck, Death, and more. 25 years’ expertise in dealing with Spirit. Pay after results) it’s clear her intentions and her instincts are good. “You wonder why you’re anxious —when you constantly stare at a device that beams nightmares into your eyes.”
On rare occasions, Jenny has a flash of insight into her own behaviour: “It’s so hard to be spontaneous and thoughtful at the same time. This is why you’re generally better off staying in and watching TV or interacting safely on the Internet behind a semi-affected persona. The outside world demands too much reality. And I find reality stressful in the extreme. Reality doesn’t give a person enough thinking time. It renders one ill-prepared.”
“I don’t know who to trust because I don’t know who I am. At thirty-five years old, at halfway, I am still waiting for my life to start.” Will Jenny survive the challenges life has thrown her? Will she join the adults?
As well as Jenny’s rambling inner monologue, the format comprises emails and draft emails, Instagram posts, texts, imagined play scripts, letters, tweets, psychology therapy session transcripts, Google searches, and a suicide note. Unsworth has a talent for descriptive rose: “A huge man comes out of the lounge. He has earlobes like medallions of beef.”
Although a little disjointed, this novel has some blackly funny scenes, and some very perceptive observations on today’s world. It will likely tick a lot of boxes, and not just for millennials.
This unbiased review is from an uncorrected proof copy provided by NetGalley and Gallery Books, Better Reading Preview and Harper Collins Australia