For the last fifteen years, Rose “Manny” Mankowski has been a very good girl. She turned her back on her youthful fancies and focused on her career. But now, at the age of 45, she's questioning her choices and feeling more and more disconnected from her own life. When she's passed over for promotion and her much younger new boss implies Manny's life will never change, something snaps. In the blink of an eye, she's quit her job, sold her house and cashed in her pension, and she's leaving town on a six month road trip..
After placing a personal ad for a travelling companion, she's joined in her mid-life crisis by Zeke Powell, the cynical, satirical, most -read - and most controversial - blogger for the e-magazine, What Women Want. Zeke's true goal is to expose Manny's journey as a pitiful and desperate attempt to reclaim her lost youth – and increase his readership at the same time. Leaving it all behind for six months is just an added bonus
Now, armed with a bagful of destinations, a fistful of maps, and an out-spoken imaginary friend named Harvey, Manny's on a quest to rediscover herself - and taking Zeke along for the ride.
“All I ever wanted was a life less ordinary.”Manny lay flat on her back, eyes wide, staring at the ceiling while she waited for her clock to hit 6:00. Another day of work, she thought. Another day older and deeper in debt.She had the alarm timed to the millisecond. The jarring noise had barely begun when she clicked it off. She sighed then threw back the covers and got out of bed.She padded into the bathroom, glanced without interest in the full-length mirror that doubled as her shower doors and took her morning inventory.Plain face? Check.Looking tired? Check.Thirty pounds overweight? Check.Dark circles under deer-caught-in-headlights eyes? Check and check.She shook her head at her limp, mousy hair and wondered when she’d gotten so old.She sighed in resignation then conjured up her Perfect Fantasy Man–or Harvey, as she liked to call him–to give her a morning lift. She cocked her head to one side as she stared into the mirror and imagined him standing behind her. She smiled at the handsome man, and he smiled back, putting his hands on her shoulders. Everything about him was warm, in stark contrast to the cold shades of grey in which she lived her life. He had warm brown eyes, warm brown skin, and a warm smooth voice that always reminded her of golden honey. Today his hair was black with greying temples, and yes, even that seemed warm to her.He was perfect, everything she considered ideal in a man–and extra-perfect, of course, because he was a fantasy. Just the thought of trying to establish a relationship with an actual man felt too much like work.She sighed and Harvey disappeared.“Instead I ended up in a rut–everything planned and executed to the minute.”She finished her shower and padded out to the kitchen wrapped in a worn terrycloth robe just as the coffee pot finished perking her morning coffee. She pulled a white cup out of the cupboard, filled it and took it with her to the bedroom, where she drank her coffee while she dressed and pulled her hair into its habitual bun high on the back of her head. At 6:45 sharp, she was back in the kitchen where she rinsed out the cup and put it on the rack next to the other three cups from earlier in the week; they marked the passage of time like scratches on a prison wall.She walked out the door at 6:55 as usual, called good morning to Mr. Abinash from next door, as usual, got into her car and drove to work. As usual. She walked in at 7:37, called good morning to those of her staff already at their desks, and settled herself in her office.As usual.She sighed silently as she logged on to her computer and realized she couldn’t remember the last time she’d had a sick day or had come in late. Even her car and traffic and the sometimes-harsh Edmonton winters had given up trying to throw off her schedule.She sighed again as she rifled through her stacks of paper, searching for the information she needed to review before the staff meeting at nine. The last staff meeting before their new boss arrived at ten, and Manny went back to her old position. She’d enjoyed being the boss and thought she’d had a good chance to win the promotion. If she was honest with herself, though, she hadn’t really been surprised with the decision to offer the job to Steph. If she had the energy, she’d almost wonder why she didn’t even care that much.“I told myself it was security. But all I was doing was sleeping with my eyes open.”Manny glanced up as her assistant energetically bounced in.“Morning, Manny.”“Morning, Roxie. How was your evening?”“Great–went to that new Robert Downey Jr. movie–rrrooowwwrrrr! Phil wasn’t too impressed with my drooling though.”Manny laughed. “I’d expect not. I guess I need to go see it then.”“Yeah, sure. When was the last time you actually went to a movie in the theatre?”Manny paused, considering the question then shrugged carelessly. “Can’t remember, actually.”Roxie shook her head in exasperated fondness and sat down in front of Manny’s desk. She leaned forward and lowered her voice. “So, the new boss starts today?”“Yep,” Manny replied absently, reviewing the e-mails in her inbox.“Are you going to be okay with this? I mean, you–”“Of course I’m okay with it. Steph’s a nice person, bright, energetic, competent, levelheaded, full of new ideas. She may have a bit of a learning curve ahead of her, but she’ll do just fine. She may be just what we need around here. Perk us up a bit.”“Yeah, but you–”Manny took her hands off the keyboard and turned to face Roxie directly. She gave her a reassuring smile and calmly held her gaze.“I’m okay with it,” she said. “Really. I didn’t want to be the boss anyway.” She paused then continued. “Everything’s going to be fine. You’ll see. A new boss will be fun!”Roxie grimaced cynically and Manny shook her head in mock disapproval.“We should get to work,” she urged gently.Roxie nodded and stood. “Yeah, that at least never changes. But Manny...”Manny raised a quizzical eyebrow.“It should’ve been you.”
My thoughts on A LIFE LESS ORDINARY
After Manny (Rose) Mankowski is passed over for a promotion she has an epiphany. She resigns, cashes in her pension, sells her house, and hits the road for a six month road trip. Zeke, a younger man, answers Manny’s ad for a traveling companion and is the lucky contestant chosen to share her adventurous quest. Neither will return home the same as when they started out. Happily A LIFE LESS ORDINARY wasn’t what I expected. It was neither stereotypical or predictable. Manny’s off in search of the person she used to be. The Manny who existed before she became her job and her life was bleached to varying shades of grey and a best friend, Harvey, who lives only in her head. Manny’s quest seems to be a catalyst because her nearest and dearest also experience life changing events while she’s rediscovering herself on the road. No one is left unscathed. Zeke is an arrogant, handsome, judgmental, yet charming twit pre and early Manny. Zeke accompanies Manny under false pretenses. He’s writing a blog, In Praise of Older Women, which is anything but. Zeke has some issues about older women and all relationships in general. He’s blogging about their trip with a focus on Manny whom he initially describes as repressed among other unflattering terms. Proximity to Manny works a strange and wonderful magic on Zeke against his will and often without his knowledge initially. Manny refuses to remain in the “Auntie Em” pigeon hole he’s placed her in and it’s disconcerting to say the least. People are drawn to her. Zeke refers to them as her Misfit Toys We know Manny won’t be in the dark regarding the blog forever. The real questions are: how does she discover the truth & how bad is the fall out? While Manny and Zeke’s adventures are the predominant story the secondary characters also shine. Everyone is going through a life altering experience. A LIFE LESS ORDINARY is a character driven story. I was quickly drawn into their lives and the pages flew by. The only thing I had a bit of a problem with was the money. All the characters seem to have quite a bit of it to be middle class or even upper middle class; at least it seemed so to me. Manny’s courage is inspiring and can serve as a wake up call. We don’t have to take the drastic steps she did but we can certainly change small things to make us better people and by extension improve our lives. A LIFE LESS ORDINARY is delightfully charming.
Victoria Bernadine (a pseudonym) is, as the saying goes, a “woman of a certain age”. After twenty-something years of writer’s block, she began writing again in 2008.
Victoria enjoys reading all genres and particularly loves writing romantic comedy and post-apocalyptic science fiction. What those two have in common is anybody's guess. She lives in Edmonton with her two cats (The Grunt and The Runt). A Life Less Ordinary is the first novel she felt was good enough to be released into the wild.
Website: victoriabernadine.wordpress.com Twitter: @vicbernadine