Imagine waking up one morning, totally hungover, unsure of the antics you’d been engaged in the night before. Glancing over and finding yourself in bed with a total stranger, who should have been your boyfriend. That’s exactly the predicament Jess finds herself in, on New Year’s Day. It becomes the catalyst for the domino-effect in her life. The one moment she can look back on, with much defeat and not a whole lot of reflection, lending to even more mishaps as the year progresses.
In The Morning After Memoirs, we’re on a journey through many various misadventures of Jess’ life. She keeps finding herself in very awkward and surreal situations, not really sure how she got there, not really thinking about the consequences of her actions. From sexual encounters with people she doesn’t know, to late night benders that end in the most hellacious hangovers known to man, she’s still trying to keep it together, working her day job while balancing a party life. It’s not going well, as you can imagine.
I felt as though she was really trying hard to forget her scorned boyfriend, but going about it the wrong way. It’s obvious she’s not over him. When her friends try to help her out of her funk, it’s with drinking and late night partying, only adding fuel to the already well-lit fire. Her life is fun, charming and seductive, yet it’s not hard to see the writing on the wall for Jess. Life can’t be one never ending party, and sooner or later, there will be a breaking point.
Well written and told entirely from the perspective of Jess, “Memoirs” reminded me a lot of Sex and the City, one of my absolute favorites. It’s the tale of a young single woman navigating the waters of her crazy life, and while she may not have a great handle on it most of the time, it lends to some comedic and, let’s face it, relatable moments that most of us have swept under the rug, later feigning amnesia.
Originally reviewed for Chick Lit Central