Came upon this by accident this morning; my guess it is 2008, or thereabouts; this the birth of Sap's War.
Talk with Shelley in Sadie’s diner: Herald walks to Moccasin Flats in Carmen, hangs out with the Legion-barred Metis vets. Hebib and Laverton, Williams and Lynde much more fully drawn, and with Art and Bill, like kids in a candy store in France (less so Bill). Jenny should have mates drawn from the women I know just as Stan has Art and the other fort fellows. Recap of the usual: Stan falls into the earth, surrounded by 12 skeletons around a brazier; Jenny falls with, or hauls him out? Or does she fall? Art and the couplet ghost: a running encounter, only crescending in demonism; Art taken in; Bill, not. The Old Man dies, either before the pilgrimage or during, a telegram arriving to that effect. He sees Sap, psychopomp of the 10&th, before (as) he passes. A Paris, Ontario chapter for Jenny: Leaving Paris. What is the over arc? The unveiling? Is that personal enough? What does each see when the drape falls from Canada?
21 February 2012
15 December 2011
Sap's War
Just as the "now" of & after this our exile is not the war itself, but the middle 1930s (1934 to be specific, the summer of the first, great Corps Reunion), so the present tense of Sap's War saddles the slough between 20s hedonism and 40s heroism: 1936, the summer that saw Walter Allward's incomparable memorial at Vimy completed and opened to the public. The Vimy "pilgrims" (my stepmother was the daughter of one of these) travelled to Belgium, France, and then England, to mark what by then was obviously not the war to end wars (there is full-page ad for the Nuremberg Olympics in the passenger list of the liner Montrose).
Same characters: some new; some alive, some not (one of the lost shows up at his girlfriend's home in Roland, Manitoba). As with previous research, Will Bird (the author of Ghosts Have Warm Hands) was my spiritual guide, with his Maclean's articles on the Old Front Revisited. The "Sap" of Sap's War is Sapphira, the sister of Stan Allward (no relation to the sculptor), the infantry officer protagonist of & after this (the allusion to earthworks is not without relevance). Sap died in the flu pandemic of 1918; she haunts Stan like any lost, kid sister would. And then some. Her war is waged against Sir Joseph Flavelle and his pork empire.
The Canadian Corps is represented by the redoubtable Arthur Cane, former Company Sergeant Major of the 108th (Toronto Typographic) Battalion, and William ("Bill") Ostic, corporal and Lewis-gunner extraordinaire. Art Cane is modelled after a friend (Bruce Cane, who really did have a great uncle, Art, who served in the war); Bill Ostic's name is drawn from James Pedley's narrative Only This, but the character of this soldier ("he was tough, profane, a peripatetic drunk") came to me in a dream. He continues to ground and astonish me, and says some things about the Menin Gate that took my breath away when I first heard them on the page.
The beautiful nursing sister Jenny Gray has at last married Stan, somewhat unhappily. There is an informal reunion of sisters in a home on lower Jarvis Street in Toronto, and Margaret Macdonald, our superlative Matron-in-Chief, is a character, as is (encore) Canon Scott (who was in fact on the Pilgrimage).
Perhaps nearest to my heart is the ghost of John Herald, and his Fort Garry dream-horse, Blaze. John turns up like a rumour in Carman, Manitoba, in the spring of 1936, and not long after, just outside the summer kitchen of his wartime sweetheart, Mary Helen Degault. John's character I draw from experience; Mary Helen is her own creation, someone who, as the novel states, "remained faithful to her memories. People could do that, then. No one told them to get on with their lives; they were not afraid of dying."
Completed in the grip of my 12th year with Parkinson's Disease, the story-lines structure themselves accordingly, in 90 sections (no chapters), weaving in and out of each others' slipstreams like the Snowbirds. I am slated for deep brain surgery in the new year, so this may be my last literary effort. As with & after this our exile, the concealed hero of the book is the Canadian Corps, and the combat highlighted is not the heady days of Vimy and then Amiens, but the bastard abortion gas raid against Hill 145 in March of 1917.
This disaster lends a more sombre tone to the volume, which nevertheless celebrates the incredible courage and heroism of the men and women whom we cannot remember, but who, through their example, remind (remember), us.
Same characters: some new; some alive, some not (one of the lost shows up at his girlfriend's home in Roland, Manitoba). As with previous research, Will Bird (the author of Ghosts Have Warm Hands) was my spiritual guide, with his Maclean's articles on the Old Front Revisited. The "Sap" of Sap's War is Sapphira, the sister of Stan Allward (no relation to the sculptor), the infantry officer protagonist of & after this (the allusion to earthworks is not without relevance). Sap died in the flu pandemic of 1918; she haunts Stan like any lost, kid sister would. And then some. Her war is waged against Sir Joseph Flavelle and his pork empire.
The Canadian Corps is represented by the redoubtable Arthur Cane, former Company Sergeant Major of the 108th (Toronto Typographic) Battalion, and William ("Bill") Ostic, corporal and Lewis-gunner extraordinaire. Art Cane is modelled after a friend (Bruce Cane, who really did have a great uncle, Art, who served in the war); Bill Ostic's name is drawn from James Pedley's narrative Only This, but the character of this soldier ("he was tough, profane, a peripatetic drunk") came to me in a dream. He continues to ground and astonish me, and says some things about the Menin Gate that took my breath away when I first heard them on the page.
The beautiful nursing sister Jenny Gray has at last married Stan, somewhat unhappily. There is an informal reunion of sisters in a home on lower Jarvis Street in Toronto, and Margaret Macdonald, our superlative Matron-in-Chief, is a character, as is (encore) Canon Scott (who was in fact on the Pilgrimage).
Perhaps nearest to my heart is the ghost of John Herald, and his Fort Garry dream-horse, Blaze. John turns up like a rumour in Carman, Manitoba, in the spring of 1936, and not long after, just outside the summer kitchen of his wartime sweetheart, Mary Helen Degault. John's character I draw from experience; Mary Helen is her own creation, someone who, as the novel states, "remained faithful to her memories. People could do that, then. No one told them to get on with their lives; they were not afraid of dying."
Completed in the grip of my 12th year with Parkinson's Disease, the story-lines structure themselves accordingly, in 90 sections (no chapters), weaving in and out of each others' slipstreams like the Snowbirds. I am slated for deep brain surgery in the new year, so this may be my last literary effort. As with & after this our exile, the concealed hero of the book is the Canadian Corps, and the combat highlighted is not the heady days of Vimy and then Amiens, but the bastard abortion gas raid against Hill 145 in March of 1917.
This disaster lends a more sombre tone to the volume, which nevertheless celebrates the incredible courage and heroism of the men and women whom we cannot remember, but who, through their example, remind (remember), us.
08 December 2011
Fall in!
Some images from the launch, research, and content of
at the Horse Palace on the CNE Grounds,
hosted by the Toronto Mounted Unit, 20 April, 2008.
hosted by the Toronto Mounted Unit, 20 April, 2008.
Labels:
and after this our exile,
readings
07 June 2011
Gorilla Interview: & after this our exile
The second half of this interview discusses the book specifically and writing generally. Essentially, John Dunsworth showed up to meet me and two friends (Scott Owen, whom you see, and Michael Hymers, whom you hear) with a wonderful videographer who shall remain nameless but whose channel this vid is from so you can find out for yourself.
Then, in characteristic Dunsworth fashion, he sprang his generosity on me without a moment's further notice and interviewed me about my acting and my writing life. The bar is Freeman's and the place is Halifax and the server (whose name I never learned) was forbearing and wonderful.
Labels:
and after this our exile
24 April 2011
Webbing; water
private dean – he died at home.
jack private shore, he is no more.
they were both at – what do they call it,
now ... 2nd Ypres.
two of the lucky ones, who lost their lungs
later. you should have eaten
before you came courting.
god knows, for them, it was the first time.
Labels:
2nd Ypres,
ballad,
gas,
Returned Men
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