What the heck. We need something really trashy. I considered V. C. Andrews's
My Sweet Audrina, which apparently outdoes even
Flowers in the Attic, but I decided to go with a trash classic,
Jacqueline Susann's Valley of the Dolls (1966, 454 pp.), instead.
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At a time when women were destined to become housewives, Jacqueline Susann let us dream. Anne, Neely, and Jennifer become best friends as struggling young women in New York City trying to make their mark. Eventually, they climb their way to the top of the entertainment industry only to find that there’s no place left to go but down, into the Valley of the Dolls.
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Sex and drugs and shlock and more--Jacqueline Susann's addictively entertaining trash classic about three showbiz girls clawing their way to the top and hitting bottom in New York City has it all. Though it's inspired by Susann's experience as a mid-century Broadway starlet who came heartbreakingly close to making it, but did not, and despite its reputation as THE roman á clef of the go-go 1960s, the novel turned out to be weirdly predictive of 1990s post-punk, post-feminist, post "riot grrrl" culture. Jackie Susann may not be a writer for the ages, but--alas!--she's still a writer for our times.
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E-book and audiobook. Available in all relevant countries. E-book can be borrowed through Overdrive.
Amazon U.S., $9.99