The family stories in contemporary CanLit are not all that different from the stories and novels read by my grandmother’s generation.
The women in my family did not read obsessively, no, but regularly, yes. What else was there to do in the evenings when your favourite show was in reruns and you’d seen the movie which was playing in the theatre downtown. They read a lot of family stories. (The men would read spy and detective novels and war stories.)
Whether the chunky volumes of Susan Howatch or the sprawling multi-volume series of Mazo de la Roche, the escapades of a family were enough of a story to pull my grandmother and great aunts back to their books, night after night. Only rarely sneaking a few pages while the men read the newspaper after dinner or in the commercials during the 6 o’clock news: reading was a before-you-turn-out-the-light activity.
Three recent novels by Canadian writers have had me reflecting on what makes a good story about a Canadian family these days.
All of this with a nod to the novels by Canadian writers who have given me a backdrop against which to cast these musings: Bonnie Burnard’s A Good House and Marina Endicott’s Good to a Fault, Lauren B. Davis’ The Stubborn Season and Ali Bryan’s The Figgs, Barry Dempster’s The Outside World and Ann-Marie MacDonald’s Fall on Your Knees, Wayson Choy’s The Jade Peony and Sarah Leavitt’s Tangles, Tomson Highway’s The Kiss of the Fur Queen and Cecil Foster’s Independence, and Angie Abdou’s In Case I Go and Eric Dupont’s Songs for the Cold of Heart (Trans. Peter McCambridge).
And, more recently: Fran Kimmel’s No Good Asking (2018), Keith Maillard’s Twin Studies, and Joey Comeau’s Malagash.
Fran Kimmel’s No Good Asking (2018) presents the Nyland family. When Eric offers a ride to twelve-year-old Hannah, down the road in a winter storm, to the house she is sharing with the man who was married to her mother, the Nyland family is poised for change. Eric has grown up in the community and has history with this man (who has a history with violence), so he checks on the girl and the situation escalates until she enters the foster care system.
But it’s just a few days before Christmas and it’s difficult to place Hannah in the system, so she boards temporarily with the Nylands. A family which is already dealing with depression and baby loss, teenage-hood and a young boy with a spectrum disorder, an aging father with dementia and an aging overly-farty dog. So, an ordinary family.
Kimmel (who trod this troubled-girlhood territory in her first novel, The Shore Girl) astutely walks the line between dysfunction and coping. A slim volume, only covering a few days in the lives of Eric and Ellie, Daniel and Sammy, Walter and Thorn, No Good Asking pulls readers into the story hard and fast, offering a satisfying but perfectly incomplete conclusion.
Keith Maillard’s Twin Studies is openly pursuing the question of what makes us tick, how we are united and distinct, and what factors contribute to our truest sense of belonging (to groups and to our own selves).
“The mere continuity of things was comforting, wasn’t it? Well, it was supposed to be – the bright flicker of the TV, the homey glow of the fire in the fireplace, the beehive hum of a house full of kids, the pounding of rain on the windows to remind her that they were safe inside, and here was Drew, his hand falling onto her shoulder in his standard gesture of affection, patting her like a dog.”
But the continuity of things falls short for the characters in this story, particularly for two sets of twins. The living set of twins are not as united genetically as they want to believe themselves to be and their identities diverge as often as they align. And the broken set of twins raises the question of how a surviving twin struggles to locate an identity as a single entity. Marriages are fractured and policies are broken. (And for those readers with a horse in the race of fractured CanLit stories, you can figure that the UBC goings-on are simmering beneath this story: “So then all of this drama was about a slap? How pathetic. What real problems did she have?”)
Where Kimmel’s prose is stark and stream-lined, Maillard’s is dense and swollen (reading very quickly with its extensive use of dialogue and emails), and Joey Comeau’s Malagash is different yet again, trim but lyrical (and as much about what is unwritten as what is written).
(Joey Comeau has written so many good books. Hard to choose a favourite.)
“Come hang out with your dumb, weird family,” Sunday’s mom says. But Sunday is preoccupied. She is writing a computer virus, which contains part of a sound file she has created from her recordings of her father’s voice. In the weeks leading up to his death. “So the virus will say his words for him; it will copy them into memory. Into the long stretches of unused storage. Like an echo in an empty room.”
Inside Sunday’s father, cancer cells are replicating, like the virus she’s writing will replicate through hardware, long after her father has died. Like she and her brother repeat that they do not want their father to die. Like obituaries repeat the same tired phrases that people utter in the wake of a loss. “You could write some poetry about how the house is a metaphor for your poor old heart, crushed under the inescapable weight of passing time.” Sunday’s mother has a laugh hidden in her voice.
This is the kind of detail that you can hear in a recording. But no matter how many recordings Sunday makes, no matter how many variations she records (on laughter, on reassurance, on love), there is a distinction between copies and creation, between memories and life. And there is the question of how this data, how these repeating patterns of 1’s and 0’s come together and come apart, perhaps more than any of that, this question of how we transmit what we have and what we yearn for, so that what we have lost does not overwhelm everything else.
Family stories – their fractures and their losses – comment on what matters most, on how we move through every day and how we imagine moving through our tomorrows.
Matters of bloodline and inheritance have faded into the background, but troubles (with money, health and premature deaths) and arguments (over betrayals, politics and religion) are still fuelling this generation’s stories.
You’ve given me so many books to research – most of these are new to me and I love a good family story. Thank you!
My pleasure. I think you’d fall in love with Fran Kimmel’s No Good Asking, but maybe once you investigate, the others might have some appeal too.
“A family which is already dealing with depression and baby loss, teenage-hood and a young boy with a spectrum disorder, an aging father with dementia and an aging overly-farty dog. So, an ordinary family” — I love this!
I was just reading about the twin theme in The Madrigal. The protagonist is the youngest of seven boys, the other 6 being three sets of identical twins. The youngest always felt like he was missing his twin, and carried the ghost of his twin around with him, like an imaginary friend.
I love Malagash so much – I can’t imagine his other books being better. Now I’ll have to finish reading them all to find out!
Don’t go teasing me about reading his horror stories: I’ve heard you say THAT before. 🙂 But once again I will say that I really think you would like them, especially Summer, but also the earlier one (both very short, did I say that?). The layers in Malagash were super satisfying. Thank you for encouraging me to read it (I really have enjoyed everything else of his, but from the cover it sounded only and overwhelmingly sad, and I feel like I’ve been pushing the envelope a little with all my sad stories lately.) It was lovely though: I felt like I could easily start to read it again immediately, just to see what I’d notice on a second pass. Also, now I have even more reasons to visit NS!
Yes! You could zip right through Malagash and straight on to Truro! 🙂
Exactly!
I haven’t read The Shore Girl but I know many people have sung its praises, so I really should get a copy.
And yes, the ‘Vampire’ Book-I really do think you would like it haha
There is a monstrous (hah) hold list for it right now, but you have worn me down: I’ll have a look when I can! 😀
huzzah! You can blame me directly if you hate it.
I remember my mother reading Taylor Caldwell. My favourite from your list is Bobbie Burnard’s The Good House but I’ve a feeling I’d like Malagash: ‘trim but lyrical’ is right up my street.
Oh, yes. I do think you’d enjoy that Malagash. Also, so happy to hear that you are A Good House fan, and that it reached you across the pond (an early Giller novel, of course). I’ve read it three or four times (I’d have to check) and just love its quiet determination.
My (maternal) grandmother read Louis L’Amour & Zane Grey and when I’d go visit her house was full of them. I may have looked into one or two, but it was not a taste I ever learned to share. But then I’m told she once smoked a corncob pipe before I was on the scene.
This has just added several things to my TBR…
She sounds like quite a character! I was never drawn to those either, but I used to see them at rummage sales and in the bins at second-hand shops, and I often loved the covers. I bought one once, but never made it past the first page!
I’m actually in the middle of re-reading Cashelmara now and have Csardas on my TBR. I love historical family stories but am not often drawn to contemporary ones. I’ll have to investigate some of the books you’ve mentioned in your post!
If you think of it, I’d love to read Csardas with you, whenever you get around to it. (I know I read at least half of it when I was a teenager, but I’m not sure I ever finished it.) Although the themes are really strangely consistent across the years, the styles and voices in these contemporary novels are starkly different. I’m not sure you’d find they charm you. But maybe Mazo de la Roche’s Jalna stories would tickle your fancy?
Yes, that would be great! I’ll let you know when I’m planning to read it, although it probably won’t be for a while.
I know just what you mean! 🙂
Taylor Caldwell – now that’s a blast from my past. I would regularly see books from that author in my friend’s house. My grandparents were not readers as far as I can tell, I can’t remember seeing any books in their homes (when money was tight they would have been classed as a luxury).
Yes, they were passed around a lot, valued and reread. Well, I don’t remember Taylor Caldwell appearing as a reread, but some other writers (Catherine Cookson, Lena Kennedy, Maisie Mosco, etc.) were reread regularly.
I really liked Twin Studies and LOVED Fran Kimmel’s book. I never thought of the UBC drama in relation to Keith’s book but I suppose it would difficult to not see it as well-he was very well in the thick of things when the book was being published. Love The Figgs as well! So darn funny.
This isn’t Canadian, but I recently read The Immortalists by Chloe Benjamin and it was a wonderful look at family dynamics.
Why do you keep trying to get me to read that vampire book? I’m still reading The Passage. And I only have so much time for dark story-telling. 😀
Did you read The Shore Girl too? I liked it very much. In another reading mood, I might have loved it, but, at this juncture I needed the note of hope in her newer book.