Clutch by Emily Nemens is a sprawling novel that details the lives of five women who have just turned 40, having been best friends since college. It was laconic, gorgeous writing; I was grateful to have a long plane ride to plow through Clutch because otherwise it would have taken me a week. The story grabbed me, I loved the characters, and yet, it moved slowly.
I found Nemens’s writing remarkable: the way she can tell what’s happening for multiple characters simultaneously in any given moment felt unique and skillful. A small example:
“(Some of the women thought this was the ultimate settled, while others considered it settling … that wee gerund bore so much judgment.)”
And it’s not lost on me that part of why this book rang so true is life stage. These women turned 40 the same year as me. Their twenties were filled with the same cultural moments as my own. Their 40s, the same (now-ish).
Gregg is a Texas politician, a la Wendy Davis, championing for reproductive rights while married to an Elon Musk lookalike. Carson is a novelist, who isn’t exactly successful or unsuccessful, but hopes to hit it big with book 2. Bella is a lawyer at a cutthroat firm, but her pregnancy history and time as a mother have made it hard for her to make a name for herself. Reba, independently wealthy and already retired, is aiding her aging parents in the Bay Area while working overtime to become a mother. And Hillary, a physician and mother married to a drug addict.
After not seeing each other as a quintet for years, they get together in Palm Springs. It’s lovely and bittersweet. They’re the same and not. And so they make a commitment to see each other more, not realizing how soon life will spiral for each of them, requiring a lot more face time than anyone could have imagined. This also rang true for me, as one of my best childhood friends had an analogous experience to one of the characters this year, pushing us together across thousands of miles three times in close succession.
Overall, I loved Clutch and now want to read Nemens’s other work. It was long, happy, hard, sad, victorious, and ultimately, worth it. I’ll be thinking about these characters for a while.
Highly recommended. Thank you to the publisher and NetGalley for an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
Some favorite passages:
“But there is cognizance, and there is self-regulation, and sometimes, despite the former, her bossiness still showed up like a flash of gold in the back of her mouth.”
“‘Why do you think Tim Cook created that screen time report?’
“To make us feel inadequate anew, Bella thought.”
“That algorithm knew her so well. Better than Bill, anyway…”
“‘Live shooter training,’ Gregg said, adding that everyone in the capitol complex had to do it, along with modules on sexual harassment and anticorruption. Gregg spat into the sink before she continued. ‘I know how to identify nepotism and avoid getting stabbed in the neck.’”
“Of course Reba had regrets. They all did, and more would invariably come. Steering clear wasn’t the project, it was accepting them and finding ways to make them productively dissipate. Theirs was a long-term project of regret management, supporting one another as each tried to control her remorse like it was the water level on some persnickety reservoir. They each had access to a series of spigots, inflows and out-, and had to factor in evaporation. That they might have total control of their emotional lake was as likely as claiming the control of nature, which was unattainable…”
“That getting high did not make him happy, but he could not be happy when all he thought of was his next score?”
“Bella gathered their mail from the mail room: a package (a pair of sneakers, another Instagram impulse buy; it was remarkable what she could purchase on days when it felt like she was too busy to chew, much less swallow)…”