Book Review of Slags
A Journey Through Sisterhood and Self-Discovery: Reflections on Slags by Emma Jane Unsworth
When I first laid eyes on Emma Jane Unsworth’s latest offering, Slags, the striking title and cover caught my attention immediately. As someone who has been swimming in the sea of romantasy lately, this book promised a refreshing jolt back to reality. Thanks to HarperCollins UK for providing the ARC—what a ride it’s been!
Unsworth’s novel follows two sisters, Sarah and Juliette, as they embark on a road trip to reconnect—not only with each other but with their own identities. The narrative plays out as a poignant coming-of-age tale, split between their teenage years and their approaching forties. This dual perspective feels like unearthing layers of a rich, complex relationship that many families will find relatable.
Sarah’s journey is particularly gripping. Her struggles with alcohol, body image, and sexuality reflect the internal battles many of us face, and reading her story felt like navigating through a mirror of my own trials. I found myself rooting for her, even through her darkest moments. However, I must admit, I wished Unsworth had fleshed out Juliette’s teenage years more. By not giving us a complete view of her character, I felt a bit disconnected, like I was missing a piece of the puzzle.
The backdrop of Manchester is beautifully woven into the story, bringing a wave of nostalgia that resonated deeply with me. It’s almost as if the city itself became a character, influencing the sisters’ lives in subtle yet significant ways. Unsworth captures its essence splendidly, painting vivid scenes that transported me back to cherished memories.
The narrative style is unique, oscillating between the 1990s and the present day. At times, the transitions left me feeling a bit dizzy, especially with the short chapters that create a frenetic pace. It almost felt diary-like during the flashbacks, filled with introspective fragments—yet, this stylistic choice may confuse some readers about its intentions. I found the elusive nature of the narration intriguing, although I wished for a clearer definition of whether we were venturing into Sarah’s diary or merely engaging with a flowing narrative.
Just when I thought I had a handle on where the story was headed, Unsworth proved me wrong, which I appreciated. It kept me on my toes; however, some abrupt twists left me yearning for more closure. The ending was particularly surprising—and perhaps intentionally abrupt—reflecting the unpredictable nature of life itself.
Slags is undoubtedly a raw exploration of sisterhood, personal demons, and the passage of time. It thrives on character-driven storytelling, which may not resonate with everyone, particularly those who prefer a more plot-focused narrative. For me, it was a delightful, engaging experience—a bit like enjoying a slice of Marmite on toast. You either love it or you don’t, and I proudly stand on the ‘love it’ side.
In essence, Slags is a compelling read for those who appreciate heartfelt explorations of relationships and personal growth. It offers a refreshing break from fantastical escapism and invites readers to reflect on their own journeys. By the end, I found myself pondering my relationship with my own siblings and the transformative power of shared experiences. Unsworth has crafted a meaningful tale that speaks to the heart, and for anyone willing to go on this journey, you might just find a piece of yourself along the way.
