I really enjoyed how this book was contained in one setting (the nail shop) with limited little calls to memories and experience outside of the shop. The interior world of the main character is interesting and complex, yet I love how simplistic and clear the prose is.
I felt immersed in the world of the nail shop, their interactions in another language, the sameness that is expected of The Susan’s and how these prototype visuals feed into the expectations that people might have of immigrants working in the service industry..
This book was highly observed and very compelling.. I wanted to read more depth other characters and especially the relationship with the other salon, I felt that could’ve been developed more. It. Says a lot that I was sad to get to the end of this book, I would’ve loved a few more chapters.

I snapped up Pick a Colour as soon as I spotted it on NetGalley having enjoyed Souvankham Thammavongsa’s Giller-Prize-winning short story collection, How to Pronounce Knife. Her new one is set over one day in a nail salon run by Ning who, in another life, was a boxer. Everyone’s called Susan at Ning’s salon: it saves on nametags and avoids confusing the customers to whom they all look the same, anyway. Regulars and walk-ins are skilfully persuaded into extras, share their unhappiness and problems, offer unsolicited advice, unaware of the scathing, often funny back and forth between Ning’s team conducted in their own language offering their views on these entitled clients who notice next to nothing about the women who are performing intimate services for them, and care less.
Thammavongsa’s brief novella is narrated in Ning’s voice, in short, sparse prose, offering glimpses of her story as she takes us through the day. She’s a smart businesswoman, as dedicated to the success of her salon as she once was to boxing, intensely private and self-contained. Once or twice, we see the woman beneath the controlled exterior she presents to the world but she continues to withhold herself from her clients despite the intimacies and secrets which pour out of them. It’s an impressive piece of work. I’m not one for nail salons but it might make me think on my next visit if I were.

A short but interesting and well written story, with commentary on class, labour and gender. While nothing actually happened, I really enjoyed the focus on the women (the Susans), their work life and relationships with each other. This was like being a fly on the wall with dedicated insight into Ning’s life. A great character study of a book.

Before I launch into my review, I would like to say a huge thank you to Souvankham Thammavongsa, Bloomsbury Publishing Plc, and Netgalley for the Advanced Digital Reader Copy of this title. For anyone with their eye on this title, here is my personal review of the book to help you decide whether you are interested or not. All opinions offered are my own.

I kid you not, I was sucked into this story from the start. The story begins with the narrator making some bold, audacious claims about how ugly people are, then goes on to explain why, whilst weaving in features of their own character. We learn that this is the salon worker, Ning, referred to in the blurb, who remains nameless until 50% of the way through the book.

Pick a Colour is a story that takes place over a single day, a single shift, in fact. In this witty novella, Ning, a retired boxer struggles with her competing identities. Externally, she is just another salon worker buffing nails, and waxing brows, albeit she owns her store. Internally, Ning dreams of more. On the one hand, she longs to be recognized in her own right by the privileged customers she serves and those who she has forgotten or been forgotten by since she moved on. On the other hand, Ning values routine and living in her own bubble. What this equates to is a book about desires and regrets.

The author selects an interesting style with which to tell this story. I was unable to put the book down, reading it in a single session, because it is written in such a way where the narrator is speaking directly to the reader. I joined Ning as she dealt with regulars and walk-ins. I was made privy to the conversations she unwittingly had with clients she cared almost nothing for. I also enjoyed being party to the inner circle of the four current Susans as they were designed by Ning to blend in, as per societal expectations.

Through one person’s eyes, the reader experiences the subtleties of racism/racial biases and being overlooked when one has outlived their purpose as perceived by the salon workers. Ideas surrounding marriage, mistresses, and miscarriages feature heavily in the commentary clients relay to the Susans by way of achieving therapeutic release. It turned the whole experience of attending a nail salon on its head that begs for a change in client behavior when they turn up for beauty treatments. The story is as much about them as it is against Ning who compares her current life to her former life, noting that there is always a fight or a struggle.

Full of wit and truths, this book is a 5 out of 5 for people that are looking for a realistic view of life.

Ning is a curious character.
At work, she is a Susan, as the other manicurists.
She has amazing observational skills, and reading her observations was soothing, interesting, fun and anxiety causing all at once or one at a time depending on the situation she was describing.
Thanks to its minimalistic approach, although I generally tend to read more plot and conflict packed stories, this was amazing.