I have read several novels by this author, a Canadian award-winning writer whose work I admire. I picked up this book published in 1997, believing it to be a compilation of short stories about women’s friendships, but as my reading progressed it felt more like a novel, one with possibly autobiographical underpinnings.
Beth is a writer and the narrator, now forty and looking back on her life and the friendships that were part of it. She describes friendships with both men and women, although the focus remains on her relationships with women. Over the years, she has observed that most men have few friends and that their friendships tend to be less emotionally fraught than those between women. Men don’t think about friendships, spend time analyzing them, rethinking their actions, brooding about what happened, what they could have done better or why they have suddenly developed ill will for someone they once cared about. On the other hand, Beth and her friends spend a lot of time thinking and rethinking those things, mining them for unsaid messages, implied criticisms and developing feelings for everything that has passed between them.
Beth begins and ends these series of stories with Maureen, the relationship that appears to be the most important to her. In between those bookend stories, we see Beth at different times in her life as she moved from New York to Ottawa and back to Toronto, always moving toward a relationship or running away from one. She examines the relationships that were important to her in these different places and during different phases of her life. Some were maintained over long distances by phone calls or letters or if the friend was in the same city, in brief chats in coffee shops. Apart from Maureen there are stories that include Norma, Jill, Carol, Susan, Sophie and Leah and a few men, gay and bi-sexual characters David, Danny and Leonard. The appearances of most of these different people in the narrative are short lived and readers are less invested in them as they never get to know them well. In between describing these friendships, Beth questions the nature of friendship between women, about how our expectations of loyalty are often misplaced and cannot be sustained and reexamines how she has behaved.
Hay’s narrative is intensely personal, honest and self-critical, creating a rather somber tone to the entire work. She explores friendships as fragile things with precarious bonds, always asking herself what she expects from them and examining her own failure as a friend. Her friendships have played an important part in her life and make her take a deep look at herself, at the emotions triggered within her when friendships fail, the petty anger, confusion and hurt when things don’t work out. Through the different characters in her stories, she describes friendship in all its phases from those in which intimacies were shared to those containing the seeds of betrayal. There were times that were happy and filled with joy and others which were disturbing and humiliating.
She tries to understand what happens when one person wants friendship and the other doesn’t; the confusion that occurs when a friend enjoys another’s company but doesn’t want further contact; how a friendship that appeared incredibly close suddenly fades away and what happened between a time of pure happiness in someone’s company that suddenly morphed into a willful eagerness to find fault with them. Beth considers how she likes to pick fights but is too inarticulate to win them and too touchy to remain unscathed. By day she reviews her friendships with all their failings and pitfalls and by night she dreams of reconciliation, conversation and the gentlest affection. She thinks about the moments when friends had been honest with each other, about how wounded and hurtful they felt when they were criticized, realizing these moments are never predictable. She comes to see how feelings of genuine friendliness and genuine resentment may exist simultaneously without bleeding into each other, but at a certain point the balance tips and resentment washes over the friendliness.
She thinks about what happens when a friendship ends, trying to decide if her sadness is over the loss of the friendship, her inability to be a friend or her inability to end the friendship in a kinder way.
Hay’s insight allows her to pick up on and describe every detail and small nuance of behavior from what is spoken to those small silent gestures other might not even notice, all helping her describe the vulnerable nature of friendship.
This is not an easy read and Hay’s way of presenting her characters and her views seems disconnected at times. Some characters appear in more than one vignette at different points in time and it is not always easy to remember when and in what city her character Beth first interacted with them and the key events in their friendship. But Hay’s book is well written and her narrative is not only thoughtful but thought provoking.