At the beginning of November , I took my daughter to British Columbia to see big trees, mountains, and relatives. (Her priorities; mine were in reverse order.) Which got me to thinking about various B.C. writers I’ve read: Ethel Wilson (see previous post, Innocent Traveller), Earle Birney, Brian Fawcett, Betty Lambert, P.K. Page, Jane Rule, Andreas Schroeder. Oh, right, how could I forget, D. W. Wilson. Someone I must read: Keath Fraser. And Kate Pullinger (coming up) is from B.C. But today I want to talk about Audrey Thomas, who has in common with Margaret Laurence that she lived in Ghana. Her novel, Intertidal Life, won the Ethel Wilson Fiction Prize in 1985. She won the prize again for her book of short stories, The Wild Blue Yonder, in 1991, and again in 1996 for Coming Down From Wa. I should be writing about Coming Down from Wa, her Ghana novel, but the book that I read on the plane is The Wild Blue Yonder (with a title like that how could I resist it for an airplane book).
And the story that caught my eye was not the one about the murdered woman, “Blue Spanish Eyes”, nor the one about the mother whose daughter seems like she would like to murder her, “Sunday Morning, June 4, 1989.” It was “The Slow of Despond,” a story that mixes post-partum depression with life as a missionary’s wife somewhere in Africa. The story is from the point of view of Sarah MacLeod, or as her neighbours in Edinburgh think of her, widower Mrs MacLeod. Scenes in Edinburgh past and present are cut with scenes from Sarah MacLeod’s life in Africa. Although the story fails to convince me of MacLeod’s actions at the climax, I found the tale to be the saddest of the collection. Her fate is somehow worse than Mary’s in The Innocent Traveller, because she seems to bring her solitary unhappiness upon herself. (Phew it is hard not to give away the ending of a short story.)
The story does not specify which country Sarah went to. She simply refers to “Africa.” For example: “She was determined that they would return to Africa.” And “One day the postman brought a parcel and a note from Africa.” By not naming a place, was Thomas making Sarah MacLeod a representative of all missionary wives? I think the most probable reason is that it doesn’t matter to Sarah, who fell in love with a man, not a country. Nor was it uncommon to refer to anywhere in Africa as just that, Africa. Think of Isak Dinesen’s Out of Africa, which is set in Kenya. In fact, I noticed that I used Africa in the Laurence essay that I’ve posted here.
We are, however, given clues about the Catholic mission somewhere in Africa that the MacLeods go to. In Edinburgh, she visits a palm house to inhale “the smell of West Africa.” To this she would add “the smell of charcoal burning and the sound of someone pounding fou-fou” to achieve the correct odour she seeks to remember, or rather, to inspire her memory. The local belief in a ghost mother for the ghost baby, the Akua’ba fertility doll, a come and stay child – these are all clues. This British Museum link gives a description similar to Thomas’s description of “a wooden doll, about twelve inches high, with a cylindrical body and a large flat head.” Thomas’s clues make it easy for us to find that Sarah must have received an Asante doll from Ghana.
Audrey Thomas lived in Ghana from 1964 to 1966. She has also lived in Greece, France, England and Scotland. According to her Wikipedia bio, (one of the shortest I’ve used yet), her time in Ghana was “an experience which has had a deep impact on her work.” There is more information on the George Woodcock Lifetime Achievement Award page, which says of her Ghana period: “From 1964 to 1966 she lived in Ghana where she wrote her first published story, “If One Green Bottle….” It concerns the author’s confinement and miscarriage in a Ghana hospital. It won her the Atlantic First Award from the Atlantic Monthly. In 1967, Audrey Thomas published her first collection of short stories, Ten Green Bottles. Her first novel Mrs. Blood (1970) harkens back to her Ghanaian experiences.” Winning a prize from Atlantic Monthly would indeed have an “impact” on her work. Veronica Thompson makes this connection in The Canadian Encyclopedia, saying that the prize led to the publication of the book. (“It won the Atlantic First Award, and led to the publication of her first short story collection, Ten Green Bottles in 1967.”)
I’ve read with pleasure books by Audrey Thomas, enjoying her play with words and structure, including Mrs. Blood, Blown Figures, Real Mothers, and Latakia, which is set in Greece. My favourable review of Intertidal Life in the Women’s Review of Books (“Love on the Rocks” 1985) is not available online as far as I can discover. In fact, given Thomas’s many books and her many prizes (see text below from BC Book Prizes), I was surprised by how difficult it was to find reviews of Coming Down from Wa. Here is one from Good Reads, but I feel there must be many more, hiding in plain sight (but not in the Globe and Mail, CBC, Guardian, Vancouver Sun, Quill and Quire, and Canadian Literature).
- On July 1, 2008, Her Excellency the Right Honourable Michaëlle Jean, Governor General of Canada, appointed Audrey Thomas an Officer to the Order of Canada.
- You can find articles and reviews by Audrey Thomas, and reviews of her books, in Canadian Literature.
- Interview with Audrey Thomas in January Magazine.
- The Ethel Wilson Fiction Prize is part of the BC and Yukon Book Prizes.
Thanks for following my blog. I’m not familiar with the writers you mention but I have been to Canada a few times and just love the Canadian landscape style of paintings – very original. I saw an exhibition at a museum in Montreal. I’ll look out for some new authors from your selection next time I need to choose some to read for our bookclub.
Wholly enjoyed reading your thoughts on this story/collection; I read it earlier this year but did not have that additional context for Thomas’ experiences, which definitely sheds another light on it. (On a side-note, I heartfully miss The Women’s Review of Books. I stubbornly cling to my back-issues and periodically leaf through some.)
Thanks very much for adding the link to my thoughts on the stories; when I posted them, I was shocked (as, perhaps, you were too) by how little material was available on her writing, given her stature in the community and the quality of her work.
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