In January 2020, “Here and Elsewhere” was inspired by my desk calendar, created by a Toronto artist (each month with a quotation from the work of an author associated with this city and printed on 100% recycled paper with VOC-free inks), Cuz we can be inspired to broaden our experience of the world in the smallest ways; as readers, we can create a microcosm of the world on our shelves and explore it, book by book.
When I turned the calendar page and “discovered” Shanghai for October, I was thrilled. I immediately knew what book I wanted to read. One of my 20-something books—a book that has sat unread on my shelves for more than twenty years. Gulp. In this case, it’s more accurately a book that I’ve left unfinished for that long.
My copy of Life and Death in Shanghai’s spine clearly indicates my stopping point, about three hundred pages into the autobiography, nearly halfway. Now I no longer recall if there was something about Nien Cheng’s narrative that lodged my bookmark there; she was locked in solitary confinement for six-and-a-half years during China’s Cultural Revolution, so maybe I set it aside because it was challenging. (I reread the first ¾ of Anne Frank’s diary compulsively as a girl and only finished reading it a few years ago.)
Nien Cheng’s narrative begins on July 3, 1966, in the study of her “old home n Shanghai”, her servants in their quarters and her daughter asleep in her bedroom, the “slow whirling of the ceiling fan overhead” and “white carnations dropping in the heat in the white Chien Lung vase” on her desk. Bookshelves line her room (English and Chinese books), her “home and a haven”. This scene is the last glimpse of her “normal life”, so she recalls it in tremendous detail (and uses the opportunity to situate readers in her life as she sketches the room and her immediate surroundings). It’s immediately engaging and skillfully balances the need to educate western readers about the political climate while maintaining their interest in her individual experiences.
There is more history than geography in this work, however, so I went looking for another, complementary read, and requested a copy of Wang Anyi’s The Song of Everlasting Sorrow (1985; Translated by Michael Berry and Susan Chan Egan, 2008) from the public library. Fortunately I’ve been able to renew it, because this Novel of Shanghai is 440 pages long, with little dialogue and ample description.
In short, it’s exactly what I was craving. And I’ll probably be still reading about Shanghai when I sit down to write about my December “destination”. And happily so. For Xudong Zhang describes Wang Anyi as being “in a category of her own”, even while also joining “the lineage of the most memorable chronicles of the modern big city, with the sublime bird’s-eye view reminiscent of Victor Hugo; unrelenting socioeconomic analysis worthy of Balzac; and the intimate, unending chatters of a besieged class that are characteristic of Proust”.
She captures both interior and exterior scenes beautifully. Here, the Alice Apartments:
“Alice Apartments is a place unknown to most, a quiet island in the midst of a noisy city. Situated near the end of a dead-end street, it is a self-contained world. The window curtains are drawn, and even the cries of the crows and sparrows seem to be shut out. The residents seldom step outside and even the maids do not stop to gossip. As soon as the sun goes down, the iron gate is clanged shut, leaving a small side door illuminated by an electric lamp as the only point of entry. […] This quiet does not resemble the unruffled calm of a maiden. It is the quiet of a woman on shore straining to catch sight of her husband at sea, a forced quiet. Here is a fantasy land purchased at the price of loneliness and relinquished youth. In this fantasy land, one day is a hundred years. The streets of Shanghai are filled with would-be Alices, women who are discontent with being ordinary, women full of dreams.
There are so many lovely sentences represented by that single ellipsis above. And the evocation of this scene doesn’t end with these women’s dreams. It’s the kind of writing that you want to read aloud, the kind of reading aloud that you intend to last only a couple of sentences, but then there’s one more sentence that you can’t leave off, and one more, and one more. (Yet, in an impatient reading mood, it could be wholly dismissed.)
I’m still reading my Shanghai travel literature, and contentedly so. Previous travel destinations this year, inspired by my desk calendar, have included Copenhagen, London, Havana, Kyoto, Paris, San Francisco, Marrakech, Mexico City, and Rome.
I was just about to say something similar to Rebecca, but she’s beaten me too it! What a wonderfully appropriate project for this strangest and most unsettling of years. If we can’t travel very far in person, we can at least do so vicariously through the mediums of film and literature!
And no need to purchase carbon credits or update your passport: it’s so easy!
Are you sad about your calendar being done soon? What are your plans for 2021 calendars? And how fortuitous that your choice of desk calendar helped you travel this year, when we were all stuck at home 🙂
So sweet of you to worry about me. 🙂 Nah, I’m not sad, because I had my 2021 plan in place, the next phase of Here and Elsewhere, when I started my calendar reading: I’m kind of excited! And maybe a little relieved, because I’m still reading my October city, still writing up my November city, and haven’t even requested my December city books yet. It’s time consuming…travelling around the world.
When you started this series, you never could have predicted that this ‘armchair travelling’ theme would be so appropriate for 2020! This summer I read Tiny Moons: A Year of Eating in Shanghai by Nina Mingya Powles, a lovely set of autobiographical foodie essays. If you could get hold of it, I think you’d enjoy it. The only other Shanghai book I can remember reading is Besotted by Melissa Duclos, a book-world friend of mine.
My travels would still have been of the armchair variety, even so. But it’s interesting to think about how different the view looked from last December compared to now. Neither of those books is in the public library, but I’ll check again. Thanks kindly for the suggestions!
Very small publishers (UK and US, respectively), so their books would be unlikely to make it to Canada, alas. But you never know what the secondhand market could bring your way someday.
And, as often happens with the Fitzcarraldo, other and different small presses and publishers pick up the books up here and (providing they don’t change the title), I’ve had some luck that way too.
Shanghai would be a great bookish destination. Both of these sound fascinating. Eileen Chang also sprang to my mind, though her works are only partly set in Shanghai.
Have you thought about movies for this trip? I think there are some good ones.
Chang did come up in my searches but I’m not sure there was a perfect fit (although she interests me, beyond the scope of this project). I did a cursory search on Kanopy but I don’t think I found anything. I’m not as close as you are to Bay Video, and I’m not sure I’d want to chance it these days anyway, even if I was up for a long walk! If you have favourites, I can certainly add them to my list for another time though!
I was mostly thinking of Shanghai Triad–I like pretty much everything by Zhang Yimou. There’s also Empire of the Sun, which I haven’t seen–I didn’t much like the book and I’m generally suspicious of Spielberg.
Shanghai also made me think of Man’s Fate, which I read so long ago, but do remember as very good. But no movie version of that.
It looks like another of Zhang Yimou might fit thematically “Coming Home”; depending how long it takes me to finish these two books, I might have a look. I did see “Empire of the Sun” when it was a new release and I liked it well enough, but I would have been much more interested in that kind of storytelling back then (and I’m not sure how loyal it was considered to be, related To Ballard’s novel). I’ve never read Man’s Fate, but that would be a good one too: thank you!
I can’t think if I’ve ever read a book set in Shanghai. But, as ever, I enjoyed your literary trip!
It’s good to hear (in one of the comments) that you already have a new plan for 2021!
That’s a lovely, enticing quote from The Song of Evertlasting Snow.
I think you might enjoy this one. The prose is all-of-a-piece with this excerpt. Originally it was recommended on one of the English book podcasts (The Guardian, I think).
I’ve not read either of these stories, although I think I have a collection of short works lurking digitall – “The Book of Shanghai”. I may have to try and overcome my aversion to ebooks…
I’ve got an epub of short stories for my next destination but I doubt I’ll get to it unless I can find a print copy. For some reason, your comment brought a completely different book into my mind that I’d forgotten about, so thanks for that. It’s a real doorstopper, but this would have been the perfect opportunity!