Bridget Jones’s Diary
Helen Fielding, 1996
A year of bad dates, office crushes, cigarettes and calorie counts, told in one woman’s fiercely funny diary.
Helen Fielding
Bridget began as a newspaper column in The Independent; some readers wrote in as if she were a real person.
Feels like love, identity and society.
The moment a friend gives your dating life a name and a diagnosis.
11 p.m. Strident evening. Sharon immediately launched into her theory on the Richard situation: “Emotional fuckwittage,” which is spreading like wildfire among men over thirty. As women glide from their twenties to thirties, Shazzer argues, the balance of power subtly shifts. Even the most outrageous minxes lose their nerve, wrestling with the first twinges of existential angst: fears of dying alone and being found three weeks later half-eaten by an Alsatian. Stereotypical notions of shelves, spinning wheels and sexual scrapheaps conspire to make you feel stupid, no matter how much time you spend thinking about Goldie Hawn and Susan Sarandon. Books by Helen Fielding
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