Oh, that feeling, when you experience a writer for the first time – and think ‘I want to read everything now.’ I had been dimly aware of A L Barker for some years, I have had her novel John Brown’s Body (1970) on my tbr shelves for years – and then I acquired Submerged a collection of short stories published by Virago in 2002. The stories themselves were all originally published much earlier in Barker’s career, between the 1940s and 1960s. All of but one of the seven stories in this collection have appeared elsewhere – five of them in collections published by A L Barker earlier in her career. I haven’t gone looking yet – I daren’t, but I can only assume those early collections are hard to find now.
According to the introduction by Jane Gardam, Barker far preferred the short story form to that of novel writing, and this collection shows she was certainly adept at it. She was a prolific writer though, publishing eleven novels and eleven collections of stories (including this one) between 1947 and 2002. There is a seam of darkness running through these stories – for me it never goes too far – but then I love short stories like this – Daphne du Maurier and Shirley Jackson – though their writing styles were different, did that so well too. As Jane Gardam says in her introductions:
“Evil throbs through A. L Barker’s world and is left unacknowledged and unexplained.”
(Jane Gardam – Introduction)
I can’t say too much about these stories for fear of spoilers – but I shall attempt to give a slight flavour of them all
The collection opens with Submerged – the title story. A young boy delights in his secret, underwater world, as he swims in the stream he has been banned from going to by his mother. He is alone here, and he relishes in his isolation. The silence and isolation are disrupted suddenly when two people appear – a man and a woman, in obvious conflict. The boy feels threatened so hides. He is witness to all that transpires – but it is his continuing silence in the wake of the events he witnessed that is shocking, and has terrible consequences for somebody else.
Perhaps the most frightening story in the collection is Someone at the Door for it plays right into the kinds of fear that many people have. That someone threatening might come into out home, and we find ourselves unable to get rid of them. A woman arrives from London at her brother’s cottage in the country to spend Christmas alone. Her brother and his family have gone away, and won’t be back for several days. Rain is falling very heavily, when a stranger arrives at the door, asking to use the phone as his car has broken down. It’s the feeling of not being totally in control of a situation that Barker recreates so well – she stops far short of anything really unpleasant – but the fear is enough, and we all recognise that.
In Men, Those Fabulous Creatures – a woman goes to talk to the residents at a residential home for the elderly. Having sat for a while talking to one resident, she gets something of a surprise later – just as the story she was listening to is reaching its conclusion.
The Iconoclasts – was one of my favourite stories, a story I read before in Wave me Goodbye – a wonderful anthology of wartime stories. There comes a point when the reader watches with horror – we know it won’t end well. It’s a fantastic story of childhood – which I could quite easily say too much about. A young boy plays happily, wrapped up in his own little word of childish superstitions and stories. When an older boy comes to play – he is thrust uneasily into the more knowing world of his exacting playmate. The day will end on a tragedy – that some readers may find upsetting. Barker’s depiction of childhood though is brilliant – despite the fact that she is apparently quoted as having not liked children.
“The visitor put his hands in his pocket, rocked to and fro on his heels and spoke with absolute authority. ‘It’s a twin-engined Blenheim bomber with “mercury” engines and five machine-guns – one in the port wing, two in the turret and two in the blister under the nose. It can carry a thousand pounds of bombs, but I expect it’s on a training trip now.’
Marcus looked sulky, yet he was impressed. Under his breath he muttered, ‘it’s not.’ Just once, without conviction.”
(The Iconoclasts)
Jane Dore – Dear Childe is a rather grim little historical story. Jane is an innocent, loving young girl, a healer. In the seventeenth century she is damned and accused of witchcraft by the local hellfire priest and sentenced to drown.
In A Chapter in the Life of Henry Subito Barker gives us another memorable child with a fierce and fanciful imagination. When his parents leave the stolid, unremarkable Henry on the beach by himself for a while with his comic – Henry decides to turn the time by himself to his own advantage. He wanders off toward one of the local hotels where becoming a little con artist he regales respectable residents with the stories of his life as an Arabian Prince, consuming vast quantities of afternoon tea in the process.
Novellette is one of those very long short stories you can really sink into. At around a hundred pages it is almost novella length. It is the story of a bad marriage, disrupted by a young soldier back from the war. William Felice is just nineteen, back from Dunkirk and injured. After release from hospital, he is billeted temporarily in the country with a draper and his wife Edward and Luise Mallory. William doesn’t think he will care much for the countryside, and goes rather unwillingly to his new billet. The Mallorys are middle aged – Edward concerned more with his little drapers shop than anything else – a little in awe of William’s war experiences. An unlikely affair begins between Luise Mallory and young William. None of these people seem well matched – and Barker shows us the grubby, pointlessness of this relationship – which no doubt young William will shrug off without a backward glance.
This was really a superb collection, which makes me wonder why I have left it so long to read A. L Barker, the introduction does suggest that she never really achieved the recognition and success that she deserved. How true that is of so many women writers of the twentieth century.
Great post Ali, and this sounds like a wonderful collection of short stories. I’d heard of Barker, like you, but have never read her and you really whet my appetite here. The short story form takes such skill, particularly to capture such chills and uncertainties. Obvs Barker is a writer to investigate – thanks!
I agree, there is real skill in good short story writing and for me this was a great introduction to her writing.
This sounds a wonderful collection. I’m particularly taken by your synopsis of the title story.
That was such a strong opening story to the collection. One I won’t forget quickly.
Many years ago I had a few of Barker’s novels and actually attempted The Gooseboy, without success. This collection sounds so enticing, however, that I’ll most probably give her work another attempt, perhaps through short stories rather than a novel. Thanks for an excellent review.
I often think that short stories can be a good introduction to an author’s work.I certainly felt that with this collection.
I did read one of her short stories, Lost Journey, which Galley Beggars reissued as a single some time ago in a set of ghost stories. I enjoyed that enough to order an omnibus of three of her novels ( A Case Examined, John B’s Body and The Gooseboy) but this paperback was so thick and unwieldy, I’ve never read it!
Oh I understand that, I absolutely hate large omnibus editions, they are too large and unwieldy to hold. That’s where kindles come into their own.
This sounds wonderful Ali! I’ve never read her but your DDM/Shirley Jackson comparisons are really tempting. Something about your descriptions put me in mind of Nina Bawden too?
Of course her writing style is her own, but if you enjoy stories with a dark undercurrent like du Maurier and Jackson write, then these aren’t dissimilar.
That marvelous feeling you describe of discovering a writer whose work you know is for you might just be my favorite kind of book serendipity. I haven’t heard of A.L. Barker, but her work does sound intriguing and if Jane Gardam thinks highly of her, all the more reason to explore her work.
I think it’s going to be a good discovery, I hope so anyway. Jane Gardam’s introduction was very good too.
I’m so glad you’ve mentioned the original publication window for these stories, because at first (from ‘collection’ pub date date of 2002), I thought they might be more contemporary pieces. (Phew – I’m far happier with the mid-20th-century!)
The Iconoclasts is such striking story. I remember it very vividly from that excellent Virago collection, Wave Me Goodbye, which says a lot given the outstanding quality of the selection. To be honest, I was sold on this as soon as I saw your phrase ‘seam of darkness’! As you say, Shirley Jackson and Daphne du M channel that vibe so well, even if their styles are quite different from Barker’s.
I agree, I much prefer stories written in that mid 20th century period too. The Iconoclasts is so memorable, I’m surprised I didn’t write about that particular story in my review of Wave me Goodbye.
Not an author I’ve heard of before, but sounds well worth checking out Ali.
Definitely worth exploring.
Sounds a good collection, though not one for me, perhaps. Good choices in that little pile of TBR books you’ve kept out, then!
It was excellent. Of course the trouble with a small tbr pile and my renowned fickleness, is that I want to read the books that are packed. Which is why having the kindle has, so many books on that.
Like you, I’ve had her on my shelves unread for years and I don’t know what exactly I was expecting but not what you’ve described. Maybe the cover art was off-putting or maybe I didn’t warm to the titles for some reason? In any case, it sounds very very good.
It is very good, yes the cover art perhaps doesn’t reflect the tone of most of these pieces.