Autumn's witch-a-thon continues with my introduction to the fiction of Zilpha Keatley Snyder, her Newberry Medal winner The Witches of Worm. Published in 1972, the book arrived on my radar by virtue of its stellar reviews and while I'm very critical of what's become known as the Young Adult genre, I'm not above enjoying them, particularly those in the vein of Lois Duncan where teenagers vulnerable to the whims of adults encounter the supernatural. Terror and adolescence go hand in hand in this sub-genre, something I find relatable. There were qualities I admired in this novel while I was reading it, but too little I found memorable.
The story concerns Jessica, a twelve-year-old latchkey kid who lives in the Regency, an apartment house with her single mother, Joy. While mom is a vivacious blonde who would rather turn to stone than stay home and bake cookies, daughter is a sullen loner who lives in her own imagination. Jessica is estranged from her only two friends. Brandon lives at the Regency but has gone from participating in adventures with Jessica to shunning her, or vice versa. Diane, who was never as exciting but easy to get along with, has deserted Jessica for a new friend who lives in the posh neighborhood up the hill, overlooking the Regency from the top of a steep cliff.
Climbing the cliff to a natural stone shelf near the mouth of a cave, she reads a book called The Witches of Salem Town, having found an article on witches in one of Joy's women's magazines and gone looking for more information at the library. She is reading about Ann, the most famous of Salem's witch accusers, who was also twelve years old at the time of her purge. She is interrupted by the sound of movement and at the rear of the cave, discovers a mute and hairless animal that could only be a baby kitten. Jessica dislikes cats and has no nurturing side to her, but lives in the same building as an old cat lady named Mrs. Fortune she feels might help.
She looked terribly old, older than forever, and her faded dress of heavy brown material hung loosely on her thin body. Her long gray hair was tied at the back of her neck with a piece of string. People had always talked about Mrs. Fortune's strange appearance, but Jessica had never paid much attention to it. Now, suddenly, she found herself thinking. She does look weird. It's a good thing for her she doesn't live in Salem in the olden days. But out loud she only said, "Hello, Mrs. Fortune. I've come about this." She pulled the kitten out of her pocket and held it out. "I thought maybe you might want it."
Mrs. Fortune saddles Jessica with the responsibility of feeding and cleaning the kitten every two hours. Joy, who has long encouraged her daughter to adopt a pet who would keep her company, is repelled by the animal and urges her daughter to take it back to its mother. She offers Jessica a darling Persian from the pet shop. She tells Jessica the kitten looks like a worm and the name sticks. Through her lonely summer vacation, Jessica takes care of Worm, who does not develop attractiveness as it grows and while acknowledging Jessica, doesn't lavish her with attention. She talks to Worm nonetheless and begins imagining what he might say back if he could speak.
By the time school starts, Jessica is lonelier and more bitter than ever. Joy is spending more time with a new boyfriend named Alan, who Jessica does not consider the paternal type and might not want her around for long. She begins hearing a voice in her head which she attributes to Worm. The voice urges Jessica to do things. Her first stunt is to cleverly snitch out Diane after she catches her walking home from school with her new best friend past a certain arcade where Diane's mother has forbid her from parading around. Next, she tells a nosy neighbor named Mrs. Post obsessed with murderers and robbers that she saw a strange man in the apartment house, sending her into hysterics.
Confronted by her daughter's lies, Joy does everything she can not to get involved in parenting. When Jessica is put in charge of laundry before Joy takes off for the weekend with Alan, Jessica throws her mother's $75 red dress in the wash and destroys it. Going into a catatonic fit when confronted with her behavior, Jessica is scheduled a visit with the school counselor, whose tests Jessica is confident she fools by telling a story about a baby being forgotten about in a park, where leaves slowly cover it up. Jessica's destructive behavior continues under the guidance of Worm, who seems to advise her that Mrs. Fortune knows more than she tells. Jessica goes to visit the old woman.
"Witches--about believing in witches--it's not a question I'd care to answer for just anyone who might ask. But I can see you have reason for wanting to know. So, I'll tell you this. Belief in mysteries--all manner of mysteries--is the only lasting luxury in life." She stopped for a while and nodded as if agreeing with what she had just said. Then she went on, "Yes, my dear. I'm quite prepared to say that I believe in witches." Her face crinkled into the cozy expression she used when she talked to her white cats. "I believe in the witches of yesterday and today--and in all shapes and sizes."
There were qualities that I admired about The Witches of Worm. Snyder is restrained in her exploration of the occult and allows the reader to decide whether supernatural events have enveloped Jessica, or she's suffering from an emotional breakdown. Parallels between her behavior and the Salem witch hysteria are made lightly by the author, who writes about latchkey children and single mothers a decade before the media acknowledged that the nuclear family was breaking up. The Newberry Medal is well-earned as many children who feel neglected and are on the verge of self-destructive behaviors might read this book and realize they are not alone.
My admiration never crossed over into emotional involvement though. Snyder skips over so many details, a characteristic that seems to be a requirement in a lot of Young Adult books, where forward momentum and high drama always trump any sort of retrospection or reflection. Nothing is explored about Joy's past, or the identity of Jessica's father. The details of Jessica's estrangement from Brandon remain unexplored until practically the climax of the novel, even though the hints Snyder drops involves physical abuse and is begging to be explored. While the Regency and Jessica's isolation there feels real, the tenants do not.
The Witches of Worm might appeal most to young readers or those who don't want to read a long novel, particularly if they have any interest in the paranormal. Snyder's prose doesn't allow for detail, but it does evoke a certain gothic atmosphere and creepiness, and the topics she explores concerning latchkey kids and single parenting do make the book important. I wasn't captivated by anything that went on in the story, but understand I wasn't the demographic Snyder was writing for either.