'So afterwards, it is possible to see the beginning of things, the point at which you had already plunged in, while at the time you thought you were only testing the water with your toe' (pg 2)
Helen Garner is possibly one of my favourite Australian authors. She is personable, frank, and has the ability to cut to the core. I like that in a writer.
Monkey Grip was one of her first novels and was written in the 197os. Set in Melbourne, it's about Nora and Javo. Nora loves Java and Java loves junk. The book revolves around their relationship; what it is and what it isn't. It's a novel about the gaps love can reveal in your life. What happens when you get everything and nothing at the same time. When you miss somebody despite best attempts not to.
I loved this book. It reminded me of reading a diary. All that honesty and hurt. And surprising maturity. Bless H.G.
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