Jennifer Johnson Is Sick of Being Married: A Novel

by Heather McElhatton

Overview

No so terribly long ago, Heather McElhatton’s flawed, neurotic, yet lovable average American heroine Jennifer Johnson was sick of being single. Now Jennifer Johnson is Sick of Being Married. The author who brought us the wildly popular Pretty Little Mistakes now favors readers with the next delectably eventful chapter in Jennifer’s life, as her new fairy tale marriage (to the wealthy son of a department store tycoon) hits a serious snag, thanks in no small part to a honeymoon-from-hell in a fundamentalist Christian compound and the prospect of a life of bizarre servitude to her devout mother-in-law’s church committee. This is outrageously funny, wonderfully edgy contemporary women’s fiction in the Helen Fielding and Sophie Kinsella mode that anyone who has ever laughed at the raunchy humor of Sarah Silverman or Chelsea Handler is going to love.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9780062064394
Publisher:	HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date:	10/09/2012
Edition description:	Original
Pages:	335
Product dimensions:	5.36(w) x 7.84(h) x 0.86(d)

About the Author

Heather McElhatton produced the award-winning literary series Talking Volumes. Her commentaries have been heard on This American Life, Marketplace, Weekend America, Sound Money, and The Savvy Traveler. She lives in Key West with her pug, Walter.

Editorial Reviews

In McElhatton's ineffectual follow-up to Jennifer Johnson Is Sick of Being Single, Jennifer's longed-for marriage gives her more than she had bargained for. Jennifer's likeable wit and sass are lost for most of the book as she morphs into a submissive, Stepford-esque Midwestern housewife, complete with dyed blonde hair, ,000 spa treatments, and sorbet-colored, country club designer attire. The story begins with tales of Jennifer and her tycoon husband Brad's botched honeymoon ("...illness, injury, and the unrelenting soundtrack of severe gastric distress..."), then trails into their farcical marriage. Brad's domineering parents give the newlyweds the mansion next door, which Jennifer is soon sharing with her new three-legged rescue dog and a ramshackle family of Asian housekeepers. Brad is rarely home, and when he is, he insults Jennifer's competence as a wife, leading to Jennifer's jarringly snarky lists and charts that fall throughout the book. The abrupt conclusion, when Jennifer's true personality starts to shine through the plastic shell, seems little more than a desperate ploy for the reader's sympathy. Where was that spark while Jennifer was being mistreated by Brad and his mother? Agent: Elizabeth Sheinkman, Curtis Brown. (Oct.)

Publishers Weekly

Bawdy, occasionally lewd and often funny, this follow-up to Jennifer Johnson is Sick of Being Single (2009) returns us to the screwball adventures of a likable screw-up. Jennifer has landed her man, handsome Brad Keller, heir to a Midwestern department store. The novel opens as the happy couple leaves for their honeymoon on St. Johns, where everything goes wrong. Flight delays, luggage lost and food poisoning, all in the first 24 hours, set the tone for the rest of their marriage. When they arrive home in Minnesota, Ma and Pa Keller have a surprise for the young couple--they bought them the McMansion right next door--and Mother Keller has thoughtfully decorated the whole thing in pastels and ceramic figurines. She also hired them a maid, Bi'ch, an elderly Hmong woman who lives in the guesthouse with her entire extended family. Jennifer is livid, Brad could care less, but in the end, how could she turn down a $3 million lakefront home? Then, Brad breaks the news: He and his sister, Sarah, are to compete to inherit Keller's when their father retires. Brad and Jennifer must become the perfect church-attending, Republican-voting, golf-playing, pastel-wearing (Jennifer only) couple. With the help of her best friend, Christopher, Jennifer (a once aspiring writer, sweatshirt-wearing Everywoman) is transformed into someone who could've starred on Dynasty. Alas, everything always goes wrong (for a variety of reasons, not least of which is sabotage at the hands of the evil Mother Keller). Dinner guests are poisoned, bodily fluids run rampant and her $10,000 refrigerator won't stop belittling her in Japanese. And to top it off, she and Brad don't seem to love each other anymore, if they ever did. Next up: Operation Break the Prenup. Some of McElhatton's conventions--the gay best friend, the endless shopping and makeover scenes--are happily redeemed by her wicked sense of slapstick comedy. A cross between chick-lit fare and Bridesmaids.

Kirkus Reviews