I wouldn’t have read Are We Nearly There Yet? if it hadn’t come in a book box I subscribe to. The premise of it sounded promising—a woman turns thirty and decides to spend three months traveling the world to find herself—but this book didn’t work for me.
The first half to two-thirds of it was a miserable read. I couldn’t feel any sympathy or empathy for Alice because she was so annoying and unlikeable. It’s entirely possible that we aren’t supposed to like her, but I can dislike a character and still feel sympathy and empathy toward them. That wasn’t the case with Alice. She was so self-centered and so “poor me” throughout so much of the novel that I found it hard to care about her.
The second half/last third was better. When Alice finally started doing some self-reflection, the tone of the novel changed, and I started to hate her a lot less. The problem with this was that it came so late, the book felt unbalanced. The book started as a completely shallow story and ended with the hint of substance that I wish had been there all along. It was, after all, supposed to be a story of a woman finding herself, and while she came to some good realizations in the end, the first part of her journey didn’t seem to reflect what the book was supposed to be about.
I appreciate what the author was trying to do with Alice and her blog posts, in terms of themes about what we present on social media versus the reality of our lives, but that wasn’t touched on enough, either. The discussion around it happened very quickly near the end of the book, in a brief scene where Alice meets a travel blogger she admires and the blogger tells her that nothing about her blog is real. Alice does reflect on this just enough to change how she blogs, but like a lot of the themes in this book, there was a lack of depth in how these themes were discussed.
By the end of the book, I found that I didn’t actually like any of the characters, nor did I care about them all that much. Most of the characters were just there to teach Alice that she needed to be a better person and treat people better; most of them lacked depth and personality. Hannah especially rubbed me the wrong way, because she was such a stereotype. She was there only to be a token character who is paranoid and doesn’t trust the government. She was supposed to be comic relief, someone for us to laugh at and roll our eyes at, and she was never given a personality beyond that. Hannah wasn’t necessary for the story at all; unlike the other characters, she wasn’t even there to teach Alice to be a better person.
The writing in the book wasn’t that good, either; it felt as immature and young as Alice felt, which could have been intentional, but it didn’t work. I was especially irritated when the author wrote American dialogue as if the American characters were British. For example, in a text to Alice, and American character says, “I’ve been having therapy.” That just isn’t how Americans talk. I don’t know a single person who would say “I’ve been having therapy.” We say, “I’ve been going to therapy.” It’s a minor thing, but it bugged me.
Overall thoughts: Are We Nearly There Yet? had promise. It could have been a good book, but it fell flat instead.