Reading the works of Kate Chopin well over a hundred years later, I am impressed by the delicacy of her writing. Contemporaries were shocked by the indelicacy of her subject matter. Is there a mismatch here?
There is a difference between style and substance, although I am not sure that you can write about indelicate subjects in a delicate manner. So perhaps the difference is one of years.
What seemed shocking and indelicate in Kate Chopin’s time no longer seems quite so disturbing now. In an age where even writers with serious literary pretentions often seem to feel that books require rape, child or spousal abuse, violence or graphic sex, Chopin’s moral world seems more understated. There is no violence worth speaking about in Chopin. Sex takes place, but is not described in detail.
Still even today marital infidelity and sexual freedom are likely to be shocking to some prudes. Chopin is a romantic in her way, but she does not conform to traditional romantic patterns of happy relationships and marital fulfilment.
We might at first glance consider that the stories in this volume are variations on the same theme, but that is not the case. It would be more true to say that all the stories take place in the same social milieu, and they all share the same worldview, though it is not always easy to determine what that worldview might be.
The stories centre on Louisiana folk, and we see the same mindset across different stories. They are bigoted against anyone who is not like themselves –English Americans, Germans, Spanish etc. They do seem to like African Americans on the whole, but only because they make good servants.
This community loves art, but has little true understanding of it. They love money and status, and this is important in choosing a spouse. They expect rigid conformity to modes of behaviour. A woman who is even slightly unconventional is in danger of being considered mentally ill.
Chopin’s style is broadly similar in these stories too. She favours economy of writing, and only rarely over-strains herself while seeking an effect. Paragraphs are short and business-like. Stories are often brief and to-the-point. Even her most famous novel is not much longer than a novella. No matter how short the story (some are only a page long), they always make a clear point.
Nonetheless Chopin offers no firm authorial judgements within the stories. She does not intrude with her opinion, and leaves it open to the reader. No wonder critics have so much fun interpreting her works. It is sometimes genuinely difficult to tell what Chopin thinks.
In general Chopin has a broader viewpoint than her contemporaries. She does not respect their insularity and bigotry towards the outsider. I am unsure whether her view of black Americans would be seen as condescending, but it is certainly more enlightened than many people of her race and class. She portrays them with sympathy and humanity, and some of them are individuals in their own right.
Chopin’s views on marriage are the ones that have tended to get her most in trouble. I am not sure how the widowed Chopin managed in her own marriage. Her stories are populated with dissatisfied women who pursue affairs or leave their husbands.
Sometimes the women shun the men altogether. In other stories they return to their husbands. Chopin is aware of the different outcomes and the reasons why women make them, but she does not make any judgement against them.
On the whole Chopin is indulgent towards her unfaithful heroines. A little extra-marital activity usually makes the women much happier and sometimes even improves their marriages – if indeed they still wish to stay married.
This brings us to the most important work in this volume, and indeed in Chopin’s work. Her novel The Awakening is so short that it is impossible to discuss it without spoilers, so read on at your peril.
The story’s heroine is Edna. She is married to a Creole businessman, Léonce, and they spend much of the book on vacation. Edna is not exactly miserable in her marriage, but she is hardly fulfilled either. She seems to like and respect her husband, but does not love him.
During her vacation, Edna becomes emotionally involved with Robert Lebrun, a young man who seems serious about her, but has had other flings before. She also becomes physically involved with Alcée Arobin after her return, but his relationship is purely about sex.
What is more interesting however is Edna’s awakening. She becomes more alive and free, and starts to think for herself. She feels happier. During her husband’s absence, she moves out of her home. She is fascinated with the work of a local pianist, causing her to take an interest in art. She paints.
Naturally this is horrifying to her husband who fears the scandal will affect his business. Other members of the community also express concern at this eccentricity, and a doctor friend watches over her to see if she is mentally unwell.
During all this time she neglects her children. Edna is seen as having no great maternal instinct. She rejects her role as both wife and mother.
The ending may perplex some readers, and perhaps meet with disapproval. Rejected by her lover, and oppressed by the thought of taking on her commitments as a wife and mother, Edna returns to the place of her vacation.
Once there she seeks to escape her problems by swimming out into the water. It is unclear whether she drowns herself, but that seems to be the most likely outcome. This is seen as curiously liberating, an escape from the closed space of her life.
What are we to make of this ending? Does it indicate disapproval of Edna? Has she ventured too far into deep waters in living this unconventional life and she has no better option but death? I am inclined to think not. Chopin describes Edna’s feelings with great sensitivity and in lyrical prose that leaves us in no doubt that she identifies with her heroine.
Perhaps a woman cannot have as much freedom as she likes. Does Edna achieve real freedom? Some critics think not. She only pursues affairs, sexually liberating but not breaking free from societal expectations. Maybe the conformist social structures leave her with no choice but death as the only escape.
That may be true and yet Edna genuinely feels free and has a much better life once she begins to think and act for herself. There may be nowhere further that she can take her newfound freedom, but for a while she lives on her own terms, and even this is better than having no life of her own at all. Better a brief escape from masculine and societal expectations than none at all.
The Awakening shocked many readers at the time, and perhaps this explains why Chopin did not write any novels after this. Like Edna, she was an artist who found freedom from the stifling attitudes of her time through her work. Perhaps like Edna, the waters closed over her creative urges and she could not take them any further.
Whatever the case, The Awakening is a great work of literature. The other stories in this volume are also fascinating as an extension of Chopin’s worldview, and as further proof of her consummate skill as a storyteller.