Mad Men…Paper Giants…The Freudian Slip. Looking back has never been so entertaining.
‘A perfect gift for anyone who can remember the 60s or aches to live in a world of red lips and hourglass curves.’ The Australian Women’s Weekly
Sydney. 1963. Women wear princess-line dresses, edge-to-edge duster coats, gloves, perfectly matched handbags and shoes and seamed stockings. They are defined by the vital statistics of their bust, waist and hip measurements and if they are over thirty they’re over the hill. Kings Cross is bohemian, Paddington is pre-gentrified and the crowd at Beppi’s and the Ozone charge their boozy lunches to job numbers.
At the advertising agency Bofinger, Adams, Rawson, & Keane, two talented women hold important creative roles. One, Bea, is a copywriter. The other, Desi, is a television producer. Because they are successful in their work and rewarded by it, few of their colleagues know how adept they are at mismanaging their private lives.
Anxious to join this starred twosome is a young secretary named Stella, who embodies all the qualities for success – ambition, dedication, energy, efficiency – except creative talent. In its absence she relies on stealth, flattery and plagiarism, to walk, in her Jane Debster toe-peepers, all over the others in realising her ambition.
She succeeds. At least, for a while.
The Freudian Slip is a deliciously witty novel about three very different women, all trying to make their way in a man’s world.
The equally delicious sequel One More Slip is now also available.
PRAISE for The Freudian Slip:
‘a truly terrific book…A fast-paced, funny, fabulous read’ The Daily Telegraph
‘a great beach read’ Marie Claire
‘an intoxicating portrait of the 1960s’ Sydney Morning Herald
‘a rollicking and entertaining read’ Good Reading
