The search for professional fulfilment drives a sparky comedy of angst and uncertainty
“Love and work … work and love, that’s all there is,” said Sigmund Freud. Literature has tended to concentrate on romance, so it’s refreshing to find in Lisa Owens’s sharp, self-deprecating comic debut a focus on the role and purpose of work – and its absence.
Claire is in her late 20s, and has quit her marketing – sorry, “creative communications” – job to find out what she really wants to do with her life. To her dismay, despite now having the oodles of free time she once fantasised about, she finds that she still doesn’t want to read Ulysses or train for a marathon; instead, predictably enough, she falls down a rabbit hole of despondency, procrastination and online careers quizzes. “If I can just digest enough TED talks, self-improvement podcasts, overviews on the Aristotelian sense of purpose and first-hand accounts of former City workers who set up artisan businesses from their kitchen tables, then surely the answer will reveal itself?”
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