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Snowman Snowman: Fables and Fantasies

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Recipient of the prestigious Commonwealth Writers Prize in 1989, Janet Frame has long been admired for her startlingly original prose and formidable imagination. A native of New Zealand, she is the author of eleven novels, four collections of stories, a volume of poetry, a children's book, and her heartfelt and courageous autobiography -- all published by George Braziller. This fall, we celebrate our thirty-ninth year of publishing Frame's extraordinary writing.

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First published April 1, 1993

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The fate befalling the young woman who wanted "to be a poet" has been well documented. Desperately unhappy because of family tragedies and finding herself trapped in the wrong vocation (as a schoolteacher) her only escape appeared to be in submission to society's judgement of her as abnormal. She spent four and a half years out of eight years, incarcerated in mental hospitals. The story of her almost miraculous survival of the horrors and brutalising treatment in unenlightened institutions has become well known. She continued to write throughout her troubled years, and her first book (The Lagoon and Other Stories) won a prestigious literary prize, thus convincing her doctors not to carry out a planned lobotomy.

She returned to society, but not the one which had labelled her a misfit. She sought the support and company of fellow writers and set out single-mindedly and courageously to achieve her goal of being a writer. She wrote her first novel (Owls Do Cry) while staying with her mentor Frank Sargeson, and then left New Zealand, not to return for seven years.

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December 5, 2013
I am always amazed at the writing of Janet Frame. It pains me to know that she suffered greatly from mental illness, because she gave so generously from her from her unique vision. I know she is referred to as a "magic realist" and I suppose that is an appropriate genre in which to classify her work, but truthfully, she gave us the reality she perceived. And it took great daring to share what she saw, and how she saw the world. Then to have developed such a brilliant talent with the English language . . .if anything her mental capacity, I think, far out did most people.
In this book she looks at life through a Snowman's who calls himself "an adventure in mortality." We listen in as he learns lessons from the Perpetual Snowflake who lives on the window sill. Here is just one brief lesson the Perpetual Snowflake teaches him: ". . .when events happen they appropriate the time to themselves, stealing days, months, years . . . .and once death takes a handful of time there is no amount of minutes, days, years which will satisfy his greed; in the end he takes a lifetime."
Snowman, Snowman is only about 103 pages, so there are also several amazing short short stories to savor here. It's not my first Janet Frame book, and it certainly will not be my last.
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Author 11 books214 followers
January 6, 2021
This book is an interesting collection of Janet Frame's attempts to write outside of the realistic novel tradition. About half of it is a single novelette, Snowman, Snowman, and the other half a collection of mostly short (2-3 page) vignettes. While there is some lovely writing here and there, I unfortunately found Frame's attempts to free her writing up (or so these texts seemed to me) to work only occasionally better than, or even as well as, her fabulous novels. Could be a matter of taste, but I felt that the resistance to straight realism and narrative here rather fell more often toward medieval allegory or Aesopian fable, when I would have preferred a more experimental, surreal approach. Often the texts struck me a silly rather than suggestive, even if Frame, as she usually does, hit on some lovely turns of phrase, some wonderfully profound human sentiments, and a few dramatic situations as well. Guess I will put this in the "Frame aficionados Only" file.

One thing that does hold the collection together--other than each text's attempting in some way to use fable, personification, or non sequitur to push the boundaries of narrative prose--is a reoccurring theme of death. It's as if death marks a boundary not only thematically, but formerly as well, marking a place beyond which even the absurd cannot pass. My favorite of the texts here was the penultimate, "One Must Give Up." Only there did the form transcend older forms and actually seem to create a bit of experimental frisson.
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May 21, 2025
The first story is tedious but also charming. Snowman as symbol for Ephemerality, the useless battle against time. A weird, new perspective. Lots of poetic phrases come through. That story is over half of the collection. The final third are less developed. These are little Brautigan-lite experiments with weirdness, abstract fragments, some of which are cute, most of which are frustrating.
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October 4, 2020
After finishing Owls Do Cry last year, I never expected this to be my next Janet Frame book. After all, it is one of her more obscure books, and Frame is largely unknown in the U.S. to begin with. But I found an excerpt from this one, and something about it drew me in, so I made it my goal to track down a copy.

Snowman Snowman: Fables and Fantasies is a collection featuring the title novella and a group of 17 short stories. Most of them feature anthropomorphized inanimate objects, plants, and animals, giving the collection a sort of fairy tale charm. But this is not your average book of "adult" fairy tales. No sirree. It is very dark and strange. It was originally published in the '60s and, per the time period, exercises a certain restraint, avoiding the outright macabre. That does not stop it from going into dark territory indeed.

In the title novella, a snowman stands by and watches the world around him while a wise Perpetual Snowflake seeks to explain to him human existence. Despite the quaintness of the characters and setting, Frame presents human existence as a mixture of repetition, frustration, futility, and death. But because we are seeing it from the perspective of two non-humans, she also presents it in a very matter-of-fact way. It is almost anthropological, a portrait of a time and place. The snowman, all the same, can't help feel a bit like a person, or at least a caricature of one. His constant repetitions that he is "only a snowman" and his denial that he too will die brings to mind people who choose to exist on the margins, in denial of the reality of their existence. This novella is well-written with many beautiful passages, but is perhaps a bit repetitive and lengthy.

Frame's talent is better displayed in the short stories in the second half of the book. Some of these are fully-formed fables similar to "Snowman Snowman," while others are more like sketches. In one, a group of bushes and a garden gate plot to hoodwink the sun, who they believe is biased against some of them for always rising in the east and setting in the west. In another, two rulers decide to outlaw any mention of death. In a third, a man becomes so frustrated with the needs of his body, he simply cuts it off and flies around as a head. They are distinctly surreal, often dark satire. I couldn't help but wonder if Frame was taking some kind of drugs while writing some of them (it was the '60s, after all), but I also couldn't stop reading. Beneath the oddness, there is always something poignant and philosophical, some commentary on human nature that hits very close to the heart. From "The Pleasure of Arithmetic":
Arithmetic takes no account of Progress. We are still walking to and fro emptying the sea with a sieve while Love sleeps at the Pole, his measurements carved from ice.
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June 19, 2015
Why have I not been reading this woman my whole life and where can I get her entire oeuvre.
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