Review: Wifey by Judy Blume
Judy Blume is best known for writing honest and realistic fiction for children, so I was a little bit surprised when, a little while ago, I discovered that she has also written three books for adults. Her first adult novel, Wifey, was released in the 1970s and is precisely that ... adult.
In many ways, it is difficult to tell that Wifey is written by the same author who brought us Blubber, Deenie and Forever. While Blume's books for children and young adults talk openly and seriously about a range of serious topics, Wifey is a sexy satire about a boring-as-bat-shit middle-class American women named Sandy who is unhappy with her role as a wife and mother and unhappier still with her somewhat lacklustre sex life. As for the rest ... well it's all a bit predicable by modern standards, with the heroine longing to ditch her life for something less conventional in order to find sexual fulfilment. Wifey really isn't Blume's best or most memorable novel and it certainly feels as stifling as Sandy's situation in places. (And maybe, just maybe, that is the point of the novel ...)