"Divorce….It’s the end of the world." Or, It’s not the End of the World


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This isn’t the cover I have on my copy of this book. The cover I have is totally 70’s, as was the even different cover I grew up with. Actually, upon closer inspection, my copy was printed in 1981, so it’s totally early-80’s, which is practically the 70’s. God, this book was initially published in 1972! That makes it 37 years old this year! That means that if the protag was a real person, and was 12 years old in 1972, she’d be 49 years old now. (Please tell me I’m not the only one who thinks about things like that. I’m constantly like, damn, if the BSC girls were 12 in 1986, they’d be 35 now!)

This isn’t the greatest Judy Blume book, for sure. (Obviously that is either Forever… or Tiger Eyes), but it isn’t the worst either (I’m looking at you, Blubber!) It honestly is just kind of….meh. I’m sure in 1972, at the beginning of the divorce bonanza in this country, it was probably kind of ground breaking or had more meaning or whatever. But now it’s like, “girl’s parents get divorced. She gets sad and thinks she can trick them into getting back together. Teenage brother has trouble dealing. Things work out OK in the end.”

Told from the POV of 12 year old Karen Newman. Karen is a pretty plain, average girl. She has a 14 year old brother, Jeff and a six year old sister, Amy. Her parents have been fighting a lot lately, and in fact, the book opens on a doozy. Karen is scared they’re going to get divorced. And sure enough, just a few chapters in, her parents make the big announcement. Her dad moves out. Karen has difficulties coping and major denial. Jeff becomes an out of control teenager, even running away from home at one point. Amy becomes clingy and sad.

In the middle of all this, Karen leans on her best friend, Debbie. But her dad moves to an apartment complex and he has a neighbor with a daughter Karen’s age, Val. Karen befriends Val, whose parents are also divorced. Val is a bit of a know-it-all, but seems to be a pretty big comfort to Karen.

Karen thinks she can try to get her parents back together, but obviously it doesn’t work. When Jeff runs away, her dad comes to the house, acts like a real dick to the mom, sending Karen into literal hysterics. Karen realizes they aren’t getting back together. I’d say duh, but she’s only twelve and that’s kinda mean, even for me. At the end of the book, mom says she has to sell the house and it’s up in the air where they’re going to move.

  • Karen keeps a journal, where she writes a bit each day about what happened that day. Then she grades each day, from F to A+. She also assigns blame for each of her parents’ fights. If she went back and looked at how much they fought, maybe she wouldn’t have convinced herself she’d be able to get them back together.
  • So, remember how in Just as Long as We’re Together, Stephanie’s parents didn’t bother to tell her that they were getting separated? Well, at least in this book, the mom told the kids right away. Sure, it should be both parents telling the kids together, but yanno, in 1972, there weren’t 1,000,000’s of studies done about the ‘correct’ way to get divorced and the best way to handle it with the kids. So I’ll give Karen’s parents a pass on this one.
  • At one point, Karen is upset, and her Aunt Ruth (mom’s sister) says something like, “remember, this is harder on your mother than it is on you.” Um, Really? Fucking Ruth, you’re an idiot. Mom has probably realized for years that her marriage was falling apart. I think it’s probably worse on the kids.
  • Val tells Karen it’s bad that she’s a middle child. She’ll have more problems than Jeff and Amy. *shrugs* I don’t know about that. I’m a middle (third child of five) child. I wouldn’t say that I have “problems.” But….um, yeah. Long story short. I totally sympathize with the Jan Brady syndrome.
  • Mom decides to get a job and go back to school. And ZOMG, you’d think the world was coming to a fucking end. Jeff was fucking pissed off, he threatened to go live with Dad. Karen was all confused, like why would you want to do that? Aunt Ruth and her husband, Uncle Dan were all nebby about it, “The children need you at home,” and “I wish you’d rethink this. Can you handle the responsibility of running the house and keeping a job?” Wow. I mean, all I can say is fucking thank GOD I grew up when I did, and not back in those dark ages. Holy shit, how far have we come?
  • Karen goes to sleep over at Val’s house. It’s such a bizarre scene, because it’s Saturday night and Val asks if she can wash Karen’s hair. Karen is all, “No, I just washed it on Monday.” Um….what? She doesn’t shower and wash her hair on at least an every-other-day basis? Am I the only one a little bit grossed out by that? Is this a generational difference? Did adolescents in the 70s really only wash their hair once a week? Cause I was probably eleven (1988) when I first read this, and I totally remember thinking that was gross even then.
  • Yeah, also, Karen and Val bathe together. Which seems pretty odd to me for twelve and thirteen year old girls to be doing. Once again, generational difference? And once again, reading it as an eleven year old, I thought it was way strange.
  • At the end, when mom says that they have to sell the house, she isn’t sure where they’re moving. Maybe somewhere warm, like Florida or California. Karen suggest Houston (a boy from her class moved there), and her mom is all, “Oh God, no. No Texas. No way.” Kind of insulting to Texans. (But you know, the rest of us don’t really give a shit if your state is “Bigger ‘n France.) Oh, but parenting points off for Karen’s mom for even considering such a huge change so soon after a divorce. Not to mention it would be taking them too far away from their father. And just because you hate him, doesn’t mean your kids do.
  • Like I said, book was OK. Not great, not cringe-worthy. But the style was classic Blume.
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13 Responses to "Divorce….It’s the end of the world." Or, It’s not the End of the World

  1. I totally forgot about this book, but I totally remember reading it. I had such a thing for Judy Blume books when I was a kid, though this one definitely had a sort of after-school special feel to it.

  2. I don't think I ever read this one. Some Judy Blume I read over and over, but I missed a lot of them. But…they bathed together? That kinda seems like it's out of Summer Sisters or something.

  3. Oh, and I also try to figure out how old the characters would be now.

  4. theunicorner says:

    I totally do the same thing with the characters' ages.I never read this one, but this recap has done the very rare thing of making me actually feel young. It's interesting and also mildly depressing the way things have changed since the 70s… when parental divorce was the hot controversial topic, and now… I don't even want to think about what's controversial now. :/

  5. Sadako says:

    The hair thing is gross. Besides, what's going to happen if someone touches it two days too early to wash it? It'll explode? Blech. I know not everyone washes theirs every day, but not even every two or three days?

  6. Paige says:

    I totally remember thinking that the hair this was nasty when I read this as a 10-year old. I was like, you *just* washed it five days ago? Nasty! Also, I tried grading each day in a diary for a while like Karen does, but I didn't have enough to write down every day, much less assign it a grade.

  7. Emily says:

    I do the age thing, too, 🙂 Also, what is it with divorcing YA parents moving their children so far away? Dawn Schafer's mother did the same thing!

  8. Isabel says:

    depending on what the weather's like, i sometimes wash my hair as rarely as once a week, it gets really brittle and poofy and awful-looking if i do it more than that when the weather's dry. some people have naturally really dry hair & frequent washing messes it up! (though in a humid summer like this i wash much more often). the vast majority of the time if someone compliments me on how my hair looks it's been at least four days since i washed it. i remember i was shocked when i realized some people wash their hair every day, my hair would like fall out if i did that (unless it was cuz i was taking up like, marathon-training or competitive swimming or something).anyway, the thing i remember most about this book is the dayplanner with the grades for the days, for some reason, but once i read this it all came coming back. i always had a hard time relating to this and other OMG MY PARENTS ARE GETTING DIVORCED books cuz i & every other child of divorce i knew practically cheered when their parents split up. but maybe that's also a generational thing, now that it's not as stigmatized anymore?

  9. bibberly says:

    I once made a shoebox diorama of this book in elementary school. Let's just say this book is not the best pick for that sort of project. I believe that Karen makes a shoebox diorama at some point in the book, which may have been what made me think this book fit well with the assignment.When I was growing up, my then-best friend claimed to only shower once a week. I thought that was gross, but then I read this book and figured that was perhaps a common thing. I grew up in Florida without A/C, so we showered and washed hair daily in my house.Isabel: my parents' divorce was a relief too, so I couldn't sympathize much with characters who fell apart when it happened either.

  10. Amy says:

    I totally do the age count thing, too. Also on TV shows. Glad I'm not the only one!

  11. LoveTheJunks says:

    I like the version where Karen gets impregnated by Clinton Portis.

  12. nikki says:

    Well, LoveTheJunks, I'm flattered and a bit weirded out that you're here.

  13. About the hair thing, women’s and girls hairstyles were a lot more complicated and often required a lot of work to maintain and build up. Washing and conditioning was such a chore that it was set for one day a week.

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