Chapters (106)
- Cover
- Dedication
- PROLOGUE
- A FEW MONTHS EARLIER
- ART SAID
- I WALK
- THEY SAY
- IN THE WINGS
- THEY SAY
- I POST
- THEY SAY
- A WOMB OF ONE’S OWN
- THERAPY SESSION #1(DRAMATIC MONOLOGUE)
- LIKE OF DUTY
- PICTURE THE SCENE
- I SAID
- THE PATATAS BRAVAS
- KELLY HAD SAID
- SOBER SEXTS
- ABLUTIONS
- MY BATHROOM SAID
- TIPPING POINT
- MY MOTHER SAID
- I WAS EIGHTEEN
- ART SAID
- SOMEONE SAYS
- A REALLY BAD SIGN
- MIA SAYS
- I WALK
- KNOCKKNOCK
- ONE-LINERS
- I SAY
- THE OUTRAGE
- BABY ELEPHANT
- ART SAID
- MY MOTHER SAYS
- HOW I MET KELLY
- ART SAID
- ART SAID
- WHAT LASTS?
- BAD STAND-UP
- GHOSTESS WITH THE MOSTEST
- I WOKE UP LIKE THIS
- THE MIND CREATES THE ABYSS
- I ADORED
- ART SAID
- YOU
- TERMS OF ENDEARMENT
- IF
- ART’S MOTHER SAID
- FULL DESPERATE
- MISERABLE PHO
- BREATHING FOR ONE
- POPULAR PROBLEMS
- ON THE BUS
- TABS
- GRANMA SAID
- ALL MY CIRCUS, ALL MY MONKEYS
- BURNOUT
- THERAPY SESSION #2
- IN
- APP IDEA
- LOOK NO HANDS
- HI HI HI
- BACK AT HOME
- EXHIBITS A AND B
- GOOD FAMOUS PEOPLE
- MY MOTHER
- STILL
- LIFE
- WE’D GONE
- ‘FUNNY’
- OUTGROWN
- ART SAID
- BODIES OF WORK
- KELLY SAID
- FAKE NEWS
- GOOGLE ME
- SOCIAL CATERPILLAR
- REALLY THO
- DEALS WITH STRANGERS
- NEWS ITEM
- NICOLETTE SAYS
- HALF AN HOUR LATER
- ASS FIZZ
- THAT NIGHT
- IT HAPPENED TO HAPPEN
- #FROTHEH
- MY MOTHER SAYS
- THE HEART CROSSES IT
- MANCHILD
- WHO YA GONNA CALL
- NAKED AMBITION
- SOHO SQUARE
- CHIEF EMOTIONS
- SHE SAYS
- KELLY SAYS
- GENUINE QUESTION
- LIFE DRAWING
- RELAX
- WE LIE
- SILENT-ISH NIGHT
- THANKS
- About the Author
- ALSO BY EMMA JANE UNSWORTH
- About the Publisher
JENNY: Nah. This is the new me. But don’t you think the new is probably the oldest thing of all, Art? As in, it has to contain all the old, in order to exist in the here and now?
ART: Yeah. You sound a lot more like the girl I fell in love with.
JENNY: You sound drunk. Where’s Suzanne?
ART: Away.
JENNY: You’re drunk and your girlfriend’s away, and you’re on the phone to your ex. Dearie me.
ART: I’m not slagging her off. I’m … concerned more than anything. I thought she was more in control of her shit, you know, but … You thought that too, didn’t you? You used to idolise her.
JENNY: I suppose I did. But it was never really about her. It was more like I was pouring my need into a Suzy-shaped hole. Blame mirror neurons.
ART: You genuinely sound good. It’s good to get my Jenny fix.
JENNY: Happy to help!
ART: No wait. I’m … sorry, Jenny. For leaving you. In the hospital. I think about that, you know – it’s come out ashamed when I’m drunk to other people, but never you, until now.
JENNY: It wasn’t all you, it was some me. I think I’ve always been waiting to go to pieces.
ART: No it was definitely all me.
JENNY: You can’t have it all, I’m afraid. I think for me it was a largely narcissistic injury. I didn’t know what my body was.
ART: I don’t have it all.
JENNY: You know, you and Suzy should probably have a child together now.
ART: That’s very big-hearted of you, Jenny.
JENNY: I mean, think of the important work you’d be doing for the gene pool.
ART: Aha. Okay. Okay. Listen, Jenny, my career isn’t certain, you know? There are no guarantees. I don’t come from money. My parents lost most of their pensions, remember? And she’s nice, really nice. Really very kind.
JENNY: I understand. I appreciate that, as a woman.
ART: It’s not all one way, anyway. I hooked her up with some contacts. I think I’ve helped all the women I’ve been with, and that’s a source of great pride for me, to be able to help with your careers. It means a lot to me, to be able to do that, for my girlfriends. It makes me proud, being able to help women. I know it was a big help to you to come to all my exhibitions, move in those circles, with those kinds of people. It’s helping Suzanne now, too.
JENNY: You’re beautiful.
ART: Don’t be like that.
JENNY: I will always love you, Art, after a fashion. The fashion being velour leisure suits. I’ll always love them more.
ART: Hahaha. Oh, you.
JENNY: Yes, me. Delightful, capricious me.