Eleanor Evans’ so-called Wild Year is in full swing, but her enthusiasm for doing something wild every month is waning. Perhaps creating a queer commune with a bunch of friends will add intrigue to an otherwise conventional life.
Leaving London was never part of El’s plan. Neither was falling in love with Ray, her co-worker and best friend, who looks very good in a blazer. But El is determined to make some sweeping changes in her life. So when her token straight friend, Will, lures El and Ray and their fourth pal, the flamboyant Jamie, into the country to see a house he wants to buy and renovate and proposes that they all do it together, El and the others are ready to go for it. And luckily (or perhaps torturously for El), Ray is good with tools. The group soon starts a popular home renovation Instagram account, becomes parents to a group of chickens named after Twilight characters, learns the challenges of a long commute, and joins their adopted village’s WhatsApp group to be privy to the local drama. All the while, El continues to pursue her Wild Year, though the only motivation that seems to keep her going is her affection for the otherwise occupied Ray. Predictably, though, El can’t keep her feelings to herself, and the novel’s biggest conflict resolves rather quickly. El’s wildness, or maybe her lack of wildness, has led her to take risks to gain a happy life, which is perhaps the most out-there wish any Millennial can have. Kay has a sharp eye for Millennial culture, and her humorous dialogue and fully fleshed-out characters make for a satisfying novel.
A queer coming-of-adulthood tale with enough cheekiness to make growing up seem not so bad.