by Candice Carty-Williams
Hardcover, 330 pages
Published March 19th 2019
by Orion Publishing
Bridget Jones’s Diary meets Americanah in this disarmingly honest, boldly political, and truly inclusive novel that will speak to anyone who has gone looking for love and found something very different in its place.
Queenie Jenkins is a 25-year-old Jamaican British woman living in London, straddling two cultures and slotting neatly into neither. She works at a national newspaper, where she’s constantly forced to compare herself to her white middle class peers. After a messy break up from her long-term white boyfriend, Queenie seeks comfort in all the wrong places…including several hazardous men who do a good job of occupying brain space and a bad job of affirming self-worth.
As Queenie careens from one questionable decision to another, she finds herself wondering, “What are you doing? Why are you doing it? Who do you want to be?”—all of the questions today’s woman must face in a world trying to answer them for her.
With “fresh and honest” (Jojo Moyes) prose, Queenie is a remarkably relatable exploration of what it means to be a modern woman searching for meaning in today’s world.
Queenie is that homegirl we all know and can even relate to on one level or another. She just can’t get right in the love department. She makes the worst decisions in choosing bedfellows. I want to hug her and strangle her at the same time. Her emotions are a rollercoaster of overexaggerated highs and depressing lows. She lives in a neighborhood where racism is not subtle, but deafeningly loud, and she keeps her family far too excluded from her personal life. I found myself yelling at the pages repeatedly. I keep reading all in the hopes that things would get better…..and it does….eventually. I would recommend this because someone out there needs to hear this message: LOVE YOURSELF!!! Value your Vajayjay, embrace the skin you are in whatever shade and every curve, and darn it make these thirsty guys think twice about trying to take advantage by guarding your heart, your mind, and your soul. Even as I type now, thinking about Queenie, I sigh. There was just so much happening at once…….Awww Queenie girl, you are a hot mess!