Sunday, September 06, 2009

"Childwold"

This is a book review post that I originally wrote for my family's blog. As it concerns "Childwold" which I just recently read, I figured I would post it here as well.


This 1976 novel is one of Oates's relatively early works and is often analyzed as one of her first experimental novels. Oates uses multiple points of view, juxtaposed sections often jumping from one character's viewpoint to another with no prior warning to the reader. The frequent stream of consciousness narrative style makes it sometimes take awhile to figure out which character is the focalizer of any given passage. Not only does the narrative jump from one head to another, but foreward and backward in time as well.

This is the story of a Western New York farm family from the rural village of Childwold down on their luck due to an accumulation of financial burdens which started at the time of the Great Depression. Fourteen-year-old Laney Bartlett lives in a ramshackle old farmhouse with her mother Arlene, paternal grandfather, married sister Nancy and Nancy's children, and a handful of little brothers and sisters of various ages. Laney's father died several years before in a New Year's Day car accident. Since, Arlene has had a variety of different boyfriends, even having children by some of them. Another prominant protagonist is Fitz John Kasch, a well-to-do local citizen turned recluse, who, in a Lolita-esque turn, falls in love with Laney, though it is not clear whether any physical relationship occurs between the two.

The experimental narrative style attempts to capture the self-essence of each character questing for liberation of self amidst the mysteries of life. The relationship of self and other, a common Oates preoccupation, is explored at length, as when Laney wonders "Even living people, other people, how could they be like you, how could they know what you knew, think what you thought?" A correlating theme is that of the gap between our present and past selves as when Kasch thinks back to his time in high school: "My boyhood, myself: gone. I could, if I wished, summon back the high school; but I could not summon back that boy. He is not only gone, he has never been." Upon several occasions, Oates's personal philosophy of the communal nature of life is expressed. This is basically the idea that the self cannot exist in isolation but must come to terms with it's place in the greater scheme of the external world in order to achieve some sort of transcendence. A highly interesting book in many respects, though not one of my personal favorites.

Friday, September 04, 2009

Childwold as seen through The Journal of JCO

I haven't finished the journal, went on to other things, but one part really caught my attention, the 1975 writings on her novel Childwold. When I first read Childwold, I was very confused. I had trouble figuring out the point of view, which kept shifting. I liked something about it, but I didn't really "get it." I put it back on the shelf and didn't try reading it again.

However, after I read her journal entries from that period, it began to intrigue me. At first she called the novel "Broken Reflections." She talks about the sexual revolution as a disaster for many people.

Girl students are as apprehensive, as miserable, as worried about 'not being loved' as ever before, and perhaps things are even worse now: the offer of marriage still remains THE token of esteem, no matter if they've been living with a young man or not. The emotions seem unchanged, entirely. There is a premature gowing-up of a sexual or physical nature, though. . . .


She goes on to discuss precoucious sexuality as a mark of "relatively uncivilized cultures . . . and constitutes, in species other than man, an evolutionary finesse of some kind" before going on to discuss "Broken Reflections."

Broken Reflections breaks into five points of view certain preoccupations of my own, merged with certain personalities deserving of study, of exploration.
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That intrigued me, and even though I had picked up on the five points of view, I hadn't understood why she was doing it. I felt I was on to something, beginning to understand one of the least discussed of her many novels.

By July 26, 1975, JCO changed the title to "Childwold: a Romance for Five Voices." She calls it a "prose-poem" disguised as a novel. This again caught my attention! a prose-poem! I loved the idea. No wonder I hadn't understood it! Poetry is more complex than a novel; poetry always requires me to pay more attention to appreciate it fully. She says that the voices haunt her.

Voices. Not even words so much as voices. Laney, her grandfather, Kasch, Arlene, Vale. Five people, five voices. Perhaps they will all be absorbed into one, into the landscape of Eden County itself.


I won't go on to repeat her journal here, but my point is that without her journal, I would never have understood this beautiful work. I began rereading it immediately and found it fascinating it way the voices expressed themselves.

I've just talked myself into going back to the Journal to find more insights into JCO's work.