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- Length: 332 pages
- Word Wise: Enabled
- Enhanced Typesetting: Enabled
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Helen Garner’s gritty, lyrical first novel divided the critics on its publication in 1977. Today, Monkey Grip is regarded as a masterpiece—the novel that shines a light on a time and a place and a way of living never before presented in Australian literature: communal households, music, friendships, children, love, drugs, and sex.
When Nora falls in love with Javo, she is caught in the web of his addiction; and as he moves between loving her and leaving, between his need for her and promises broken, Nora’s life becomes an intense dance of loving and trying to let go.
Helen Garner is one of Australia’s finest authors. In 2006 she received the inaugural Melbourne Prize for Literature, and in 2016 she won the prestigious Windham–Campbell Prize for non-fiction. Her novels include Monkey Grip, The Children’s Bach, Cosmo Cosmolino and The Spare Room.
I rolled and rolled in the water, deafening my ears while I thought of, and discarded, all the reasons why I shouldn’t go. I popped up, hanging on to the rail, hair streaming on my neck.
‘OK. I’ll come.’
Javo was looking at me.
So, afterwards, it is possible to see the beginning of things, the point at which you had already plunged in, while at the time you thought you were only testing the water with your toe.
‘Garner is a natural storyteller.’ James Wood, New Yorker
‘Her use of language is sublime.’ Scotsman
‘This is the power of Garner’s writing. She drills into experience and comes up with such clean, precise distillations of life, once you read them they enter into you. Successive generations of writers have felt the keen influence of her work and for this reason Garner has become part of us all.’ Australian
‘Its embattled characters are so real that by the last page you feel not just that you have read a magnificent novel but that you have experienced life itself.’ The Times on The Spare Room
'What Garner offers in these novels is an alternative to the cloying metafiction of the late 20th century and the washed-out realism of the 21st. They are undeniably of their time – the 1970s commitment to the liberating possibilities of sex, drugs and communal living in Monkey Grip, the hangover nursed in the 1980s in The Children’s Bach – but they also belong to a literary epoch we think of as long gone, as they earnestly strive to resurrect a modernist art of estrangement.' London Review of Books
‘Garner is a natural storyteller.’―James Wood, The New Yorker;
‘Her use of language is sublime.’―The Scotsman;
‘This is the power of Garner’s writing. She drills into experience and comes up with such clean, precise distillations of life, once you read them they enter into you. Successive generations of writers have felt the keen influence of her work and for this reason Garner has become part of us all.’―The Australian;
‘So real that by the last page you feel not just that you have read a magnificent novel but that you have experienced life itself.’―The Times on The Spare Room; --This text refers to the hardcover edition.
About the Author
Helen Garner: Helen Garner was born in 1942 in Geelong. Her first novel, Monkey Grip, came out in 1977, won the 1978 National Book Council Award, and was adapted for film in 1981.
Since then she has published novels, short stories, essays, and feature journalism. Her screenplay The Last Days of Chez Nous was filmed in 1990. Garner has won many prizes, among them a Walkley Award for her 1993 article about the murder of two-year-old Daniel Valerio.
In 1995 she published The First Stone, a controversial account of a Melbourne University sexual harassment case. Joe Cinque’s Consolation (2004) was a non-fiction study of two murder trials in Canberra.
In 2006 Helen Garner received the inaugural Melbourne Prize for Literature.
Her most recent novel, The Spare Room (2008), has been translated into many languages.
- ASIN : B07FSDRG2C
- Publisher : Text Publishing (October 29, 2018)
- Publication date : October 29, 2018
- Language : English
- File size : 1156 KB
- Text-to-Speech : Enabled
- Screen Reader : Supported
- Enhanced typesetting : Enabled
- X-Ray : Not Enabled
- Word Wise : Enabled
- Print length : 332 pages
- Lending : Not Enabled
- Best Sellers Rank: #20,752 in Kindle Store (See Top 100 in Kindle Store)
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Monkey Grip vaguely resembles a European art book, with little in the way of plot, but reverberating with so much evocative imagery and stream-of-consciousness, as well as the political transgressions and offbeat sexuality of Burroughs and other American beat writers. The imagery is beautiful and vividly described, reminiscent of an E.M. Forster novel if it took place in inner-city Australia in the 70s. Perhaps a more accurate comparison would be Jack Kerouac, who captured a generation in America with his book On The Road, in the same way Garner captured a generation in Australia: thirty-somethings living in inner-city Melbourne, with its share-houses, lively art scene, and burgeoning feminist ideals about open relationships, new ways of loving, and living. Both books have become cultural touchstones and a time-capsuel for their respective countries.
Those seeking a book with a formulaic plot, with a clear beginning, middle and end will be disappointed. A common, but tiresome and baseless complaint levelled at this book is that it is "thin on plot". I wonder why people become so uncomfortable when they read a book that doesn't appease their desire for conventional narrative. People looking for an obvious beginning/middle/end should scope out a romance paperback and leave the subversive Helen Garner, with her challenging and gritty depiction of love in the mid 70s alone. Still, I'm not above recommending this to anybody with a healthy curiosity, even if it's not their style. The wording, dialogue and language are rewarding, and I think even the detractors can recognise that, and Garner brings her characters to life in very colourful ways. Nora, in her indecisiveness, and her neurotic desperation for Javo (which brilliantly parallels his neurotic addiction for a heroin hit), will be recognisable to a lot of readers. At one point, Nora says...
"Smack habit! Love habit! What's the difference? They can both kill you."
I think I'll leave it at that.
Nora wanders in and out of bed with Javo, looks after her daughter Gracie, swims in the Fitzroy pool and rides her bike all over inner Melbourne. But no matter how badly Javo behaves, stealing money from flatmates to fund his addiction, disappearing for months at a time, something always draws them back together, ‘and the harder they pull away from each other, the tighter the monkey grip’.
The story is almost plotless, as the characters wander from one house, one party, one sexual encounter, to the next. One of the criticisms levelled at it at the time was that Garner had simply published her diaries. Later she admitted that much of the story had come from her diaries, which makes this book an incredible expose of her psyche at that time, but it doesn’t read like a diary, its better than that. The minutae of everyday life that Garner portrays is really mesmerising and one of the great strengths of her writing, for me at least. I love her casual way with dialogue and how resolutely Australian everyone sounds. They go out the back to the dunny, they talk about people ‘giving them the s***’, and tell people to ‘get stuffed’.
No wonder Australians identified with such local literature, which until then was almost non-existent.
I suppose what I admire most about Garner’s skill is her ability to deliver a line of dialogue with some internal discourse attached to it, that perfectly conveys how the character is feeling in so few words. I just love the minimalism of it. One of the best lines for me is when Nora decides to move out from the house she shares with her friend Rita, and the man she reluctantly thinks of as her current squeeze, asks whether she feels guilty about leaving Rita and her daughter behind.
‘If you can do it and not feel guilty about it, that’s really good. I’ve never done it, that’s all,’ he says.
‘Done what?’ Nora asks.
‘Walked out on someone who needed me.’
And then Garner, sums up just how this affects Nora in just 12 perfect words, and no more:
A great rush of distress and its protective accompaniment, anger, filled me.
It may not seem like the most amazing line of prose, but to me its just perfect. I could read her all day.
The concept of rebelling against monogamy is also interesting – when one of the women says the one thing you can’t do is take another woman’s man, they all glare at her as if she’s just suggested dropping the atomic bomb, and Nora wonders if they think that, then what have they ‘all been agonising about all this time?’ The conversation perfectly captures the problem with open relationships – its a good idea, but in reality, jealousy, possessiveness and love intrude and cause these women to be hurt, multiple times over, as they try to hide their pain from their men and each other.
But eventually Nora and Javo’s dance around each other has to come to a head, and there’s a climax of sorts, but this isn’t the book to read if you need a classical plot and deft structure. Just read it to revel in the words, and the images, and the precise, evocative dialogue.
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I need to seek out more.