From Vancouver-based writer Chelene Knight, Dear Current Occupant is a creative non-fiction memoir about home and belonging set in the 80s and 90s of Vancouver’s Downtown Eastside.
Using a variety of forms, Knight reflects on her childhood through a series of letters addressed to all of the current occupants now living in the twenty different houses she moved in and out of with her mother and brother. From blurry non-chronological memories of trying to fit in with her own family as the only mixed East Indian/Black child, to crystal clear recollections of parental drug use, Knight draws a vivid portrait of memory that still longs for a place and a home.
Peering through windows and doors into intimate, remembered spaces now occupied by strangers, Knight writes to them in order to deconstruct her own past. From the rubble of memory she then builds a real place in order to bring herself back home.
Chelene Knight is the author of the Braided Skin (Mother Tongue 2015) the memoir Dear Current Occupant, winner of the 2018 Vancouver Book Award, and long-listed for the George Ryga Award for Social Awareness in Literature. Her novel, Junie (Book*hug 2022) is winner of the 2023 Vancouver Book Award, long-listed for the inaugural Carol Shields Fiction Prize and a finalist for the Ferro-Grumley Prize for LGBTQ fiction. Her book of narrative nonfiction, Let It Go is forthcoming with HarperCollins Canada January 2024, and her guided journal for writers is forthcoming with House of Anansi January 2025.
Her essays have appeared in multiple Canadian and American literary journals, plus the Globe and Mail, the Walrus, and the Toronto Star.
Her work is anthologized in Making Room, Love Me True, Sustenance, The Summer Book, and Black Writers Matter, winner of the 2020 Saskatchewan Book Award. Her poem, “Welwitschia” won the 2020 CV2 Editor's Choice award. She was shortlisted for PRISM's 2021 short forms contest.
Knight was the previous managing editor at Room magazine, and the previous festival director for the Growing Room Festival in Vancouver and previously worked as a literary agent with the Transatlantic Agency. She has also worked as a professor of poetry at the University of Toronto and the University of British Columbia. Chelene is now founder of her own literary studio,Breathing Space Creative through which she’s launched The Forever Writers Club, a membership for writers focused on creative sustainability, and the Thrive Coaching Program.
The structure of this book really gives you the feeling of being in all these apartments and hotel rooms. It was papable. Photos were remarkable too. Captures the guilt and love and desperation of having a parent who is a burden on a child. Some children have so much to carry. Knight turns it into poetry. Beautiful work.
Genre-bending memoir about home and belonging. This story of collected vignettes feels like it needed to be told (almost like a cathartic process) and the reader gets a peek into very personal moments in her early childhood.
I put the audiobook on for this so that I could clean my room while doing homework. With about an hour left, I think I laid down in bed, gave up on the cleaning, and just... existed with the book playing. Dear Current Occupant hit me in ways I didn't know it would. I don't think there's any way to really describe it without spoiling the experience, so I'll leave it at that. Thanks for this beautiful look at home and what it is, Chelene Knight. What a journey.
For those out there who weren’t hugged enough as children— trust that Chelene’s words will hold you as you read them, like a hug, because sometimes to have someone say, “I understand, I’ve been there, I hear you,” means as much as just that.
A memoir that feels incredibly personal and plays with memory. Reading this is like traveling with Charlene to her 20 different childhood homes in Vancouver. I loved how this book was structured and acknowledged the challenges of recalling your childhood perfectly.
When my kids were little, we had 25 homes. Well, more. After that, the children were getting pretty big, and I stopped counting. I didn't even have to have addiction problems for that to happen; I was just impoverished and disabled. We didn't use boxes, either, many of them. Would just take load after load in 5 boxes and green garbage bags and dump them out at the new joint before returning to refill them. Chelene Knight's story is heartbreaking; hauled from house to house while her mom struggled, and often left alone and terrified. It made me remember my mother's addicted, lonely life while she was parenting, and how sometimes I said goodbye to my best friend's dad in the morning only to pretend I hadn't when I saw him at my friend's house again after school. I'm delighted Chelene herself was able to break the cycle of poverty and that she's written a book that will tell other little girls they can, too. That said, there isn't enough of a narrative here for me to have grabbed on hard. The book read like a book-lette rather than a full length work; I love and cherish the idea of intermedia works, but in this one, the different parts didn't add up to a whole.
This book delves into the complications of defining home. Knight uses imagery to explain her past houses through literary imagery and gives you a picture into her past. I listened to this book as an audio book so some of the more poetic sections seemed unclear. Apparently in the print copy there are pictures of the homes throughout. Even though it was not an easy narrative to follow I like hearing and reading about universal concepts from different perspectives.
An autobiography told through poetry/letters, about all the places the writer lived throughout her childhood.
My favourite part of this book was the final section about being a writer of colour, and the author's feeling about representing diversity. It is something that is discussed by other writers online about representation for the sake of representation.
This is not a review but is based on an interview I had with the author. It was originally published in the Georgia Straight newspaper. In Chelene Knight’s memoir of a nomadic childhood in Vancouver’s Downtown Eastside, she shares fragments of her life that are so nakedly candid, the reader can feel like they’ve intruded on a private conversation or wandered into a room they were forbidden to enter. “I lay in bed and searched the ceiling for her,” Knight writes about her mother in Dear Current Occupant. “I slept with my shoes on in case she came home screaming that we had to leave. “I worried about her most when the bathroom door was closed. I worried when the light under the door didn’t change because I knew what the frozen light meant," reads another passage. "I worried that she’d never come back and I would have to pack my things again.” It’s a gritty and often heartbreaking journey through the eyes and mind of a child. But, in a telephone interview, Knight emphasized there’s also hope buried in Dear Current Occupant. “There are so many stories of struggle and abuse and neglect,” she told the Straight. “I think that a lot of young girls think, ‘Well, that’s my path. This is what I’ve seen, this is the way I grew up, and this is the only way to go.’ “I’m showing folks that ‘Yes, this is kind of rough stuff, but…there is light at the end of the tunnel. You can go through all of these things and still be bloody amazing.’” Published last month by Book*hug, the book recounts Knight’s disjointed memories of no less than 25 locations where she lived through the 1980s and '90s. Some, many Vancouver readers will quickly recognize, such as “Palms Motel, Kingsway”. Others are labelled with less specific descriptions: “Apartment on Clark Drive above the convenience store”, for example. As the title suggests, Knight hopes the people living in these buildings today will find the book she’s written. But Dear Current Occupant is also a letter to the mother that Knight describes in its pages. “As a way for me to say ‘Here’s what I went through, here’s the relationship that I wish I had with you,’” she explained. Today, Knight’s mother still lives in the Downtown Eastside. “She struggles a bit here and there, but she’s super supportive of my work,” Knight reported. “Our relationship is really strong.” Dear Current Occupant began as a single poem that was published in 2015 in Knight’s first book, Braided Skin. "Commuting via transit from where I live now [in South Vancouver] to where I work downtown, I would pass a lot of these houses that I lived in," Knight said. “I would look out the SkyTrain window and I would see these places and it would really resonate with me and something would happen. “I needed to write about it,” she continued. “I took a little walking tour around all of these places…and I just stood out front with a notebook and a pen and I’d see what transpired. I realized that a lot of the memories that were locked away and that I had not thought about for years and years and years started to come back.” With a mix of essays, poetry, and photographs, Knight has created a vivid account of the turbulent childhood she spent in Vancouver’s Downtown Eastside. It’s a touching if troubled portrait, both of the relationship Knight shared with her mother and of the community where they called so many places home.
This is a fantastic book. It kept me up well past my bedtime clicking through one more page, one more and one more until, well, I had finished the book.
The basic story is a little girl growing up with, I think, an addicted prostitute mom who moves the little girl, her brother and herself over and over again from one ratty apartment or room to another, sometimes in the middle of the night, presumably because she can’t pay the rent. When the author is an adult, she goes back to these many places, writing down images and memories as she looks at them while her friend takes photographs.
The result is far from a linear, regular story; rather, it’s a mishmash of snippets, memories, poetry and even, essays. Illustrated by the photographs.
I suppose that this might not be for everyone but I don’t know, I think everyone should read Dear Current Occupant! It’s novel and experimental in the good, let’s-push-forward-and-change-the-form kind of way. Let’s challenge ourselves to see hidden stories and hidden ways of being, experiencing and the breathing of life in and out, you know? Because this book is stunning, tragic but ultimately uplifting—I mean, it’s poetry in the real sense of the word because it transforms something, well, sad and ugly, into compassionate and graceful art—It’s Art in the real sense of the word, too, and miraculous and magical--life-shifting.
Read this book—let it change how you view your world, maybe notice the incredible beauty where you didn't expect it.
Whoa..another walk in life. Real life..a person's personal life. Reading this right after Evelyn Lau's 'Runaway: Diary of a Street Kid' was a 'wallow in my friends pasts'. I am honored that I have close heart friends that chose to share their lives with me..we have walked together through their past living in and around the Eastside. Thank you Chelene Knight.
An intimate reflection of a childhood that doesn’t conform to the images of white-picket fences and dual-parented families. Knight reflects, through poetry, essays, narrative and photography, on her childhood on Vancouver’s Eastside in the 80’s and 90’s, with her mother struggling with addiction and supporting her family through the sex trade, and an absent father who leaves her with so many questions. At times difficult to read, for both content and structure, this book is a tribute to what we see as home, the realities, the dreams, the gaps.
Three selections in particular resonated with me. “Lay your head on my pillow” is a beautiful love letter to her partner. “mama, you need to know some things” feels like the letter of an older woman, reflecting on what her younger self needed to explain to her mother. And “black and female while writing” speaks to her concerns about being the token non-white writer, invited to meet the needs of the diversity hashtag. This essay alone should be read, and shared, with the entire modern publishing world.
as if chelene knight hadn't already won me over with her novel 'junie', this memoir really delivered. i definitely went into it already biased -- having had the incredible honour of interviewing her briefly in one of my courses -- but even if i'd gone in without prior knowledge of her brilliance, this book would've swept me off of my feet.
the magic of chelene is her ability to bend and warp conventional structure. she plays so freely with form, stretching it to fit the needs of each individual story she tells. this memoir includes poetry, prose, letters, and all in all, the mismatched structure is what brings her words to life.
one of the first notes i wrote after reading this was "THIS is a book about place". after having read another novel set in Vancouver which I felt did a great disservice to the real experience of living in this city as a settler with a complicated story of arrival, 'dear current occupant' was extremely refreshing.
A deeply personal, sometimes searing, and always honest letter from Chelene Knight to her former homes, her mother, and her childhood. A sharp little book with colour pictures inside - kudos to BookThug for investing in this. Dear Current Occupant is lyrical and arguably should be read in one sitting. On one level it seems wrong to consume a life's story during one sitting, but the short verses pull you in and take you through Knight's early life like a movie. I think an affecting reading of this memoir could be performed, too, should the author ever choose to adapt it for stage.
"When all else fails, build a fort." Chelene Knight has done just that, reconstructing her sketchy/painful/hopeful childhood (growing herself up in Hogan's Alley, Vancouver) into a fort, a quilt, a beautiful memoir of prose and poetry, including 90s-style photos (So good!) taken by Jade Melnychuk. Details make the writing shine...the red shoes, a broken doorknob, stairways up and down. Make sure you read the endnotes! I was so curious about how Knight found the perfect shape for this oh-so-personal offering. She says, "Fragments came together in various forms, and craved the folding of poetic verse. Dear Current Occupant is many things. It is a quilt. Each square, each patch--doin' the work." Dear Current Occupant is innovative, heart-wrenching and essential reading...and rereading! And if you get a chance to hear/see her read, do it!
I devoured this beautiful and poignant book in two sittings. Charlene Knight weaves in and out of styles and life experiences in a hypnotic way. Some of her memories from her childhood are so intense and sad but understated all at once. The navigating of her relationship with her mother is so masterfully done. And within the moments of sadness, which are sometimes told with wry wit, sometimes with a stark observation, sometimes through poetry dripping with imagery and sometimes bluntly from the child’s perspective, there are also moments of kindness and joy— this gold she refers to from the Japanese art of Kintsugi. As someone who lives in East Vancouver and knows all of these street corners so well, but at a later moment in time it’s also like I’m now living through these memories in my own life and story. This book will stay with me for a long time.
I was curious about this book as anything about identity and 'home' generally peaks my interest. Author Chelene Knight surpassed what I hoped for and expected. Dear Current Occupant is a brilliant memoir.
Knight uses a unique, kaleidoscope style to present her story. We see bits and pieces of her childhood merging and then morphing into something greater. The reader learns about her family and her struggles around identity--in particular, growing up mixed race within crippling poverty.
Dear Current Occupant is both eloquent and stunning in presentation. Knight plays with boundaries, forms, and non-linear ways of grasping the experience of identity. It was a pleasure to read and I would highly recommend it.
I am not sure how to judge this biographical work as it is a montage of memories and a reflection on past trauma. The survival itself is extraordinary, and the witness to trauma and dislocation is understandably raw. It is a relief to know that the writer is now a functioning successful adult and an author. There is fear for the child in the memories, for how resilient is one supposed to hope a child could be? The collected photos of multiple living places are poignant in a way that words cannot adequately convey. For right behind that exact window, on that familiar looking street, is where this child was told to 'pack her things', again. It is a book that deserves respect. I am glad our local library bought it and made it available for us all to read. And think about.
This is an incredibly moving memoir with an immersive touch of what Knight's experiences were.
"I was born already grown." and looks at her growing and how it comes full circle as her a mother and how she took her own experience into her future.
She focuses on the loss and constant transition of home and what it meant to her then and formed her into the woman she is today.
In the end she reflects on what it means as being 'black' and biracial. Her experience with her daughter and with her father and want it felt to say 'dad.'
She went to every house as she wrote with a notebook.
"Dear Current Occupant" is a testament to Chelene Knight’s resilience. While she was growing up, Chelene Knight lived in over 20 houses, apartments, motel rooms, etc. These letters, reflections and poems provide glimpses of a challenging childhood, lived with her impoverished mother, who struggled with drug addiction. Knight’s creative nonfiction memoir is vivid and emotional. Her writing reflects on memories are intimate, and their impact is personal. "Dear Current Occupant" doesn’t have a coherent narrative structure. Instead, it is held together by Knight’s search for home and her painful love for a troubled parent.
Absolutely stunning. Like being wrapped up in a lyrical, poetic hug. So many hard truths laid down in the open and it was a privilege to bare them witness. I feel like I just read something actually important, and I think it will stick with me for a long time.
Read for the 2020 Read-Eh-Thon Prompts: Read a book from a Canadian publisher Read a book set in a province or territory you haven't been to Read a Canadian Book Award nominee Read a book by a Black author Read something that is not a novel Read anti-racism literature
When the book arrived, I was dealing with many deadlines. I did not have time to read it, but told myself I would look at one page to get a feel for it. I could not put it down. Chelene Knight describes her childhood through the Vancouver apartments she grew up in. The writing in this mixed-genre memoir is honest and unconstrained: the sentences flow and the images render the characters and events in poignant detail.
Dear Current Occupant is a heart-wrenching, visceral story and not always easy to read. The structure of this short book captivated me. With poetry, short prose pieces, letters, and photos, Chelene Knight recreates her childhood. The fragmented nature of the book reflects the fragmented experiences of her childhood. With resilience and honesty in this story of healing from a dislocated life, Knight portrays the universal need for belonging and a home.
This was a very unique book that I thoroughly enjoyed. It is a memoir that follows the authors life as she moves from home to home (often) -recalling her strongest memories from these places, and along the way some longer sections of prose to describe a time in her life. There are picture of many of the places, and the reader really gets a feel for how the author experienced life.
Its a pretty quick read, and well worth investing the time
This book is a brilliant example of how genre blending can transform and liven a story, a true story in this case. In “Dear Current Occupant” Chelene Knight tells the story of growing up, through an exploration of her many temporary homes, and how those experiences intersect with being a black woman. This book should be on your “To buy” list if it’s not already; Knight is a shining, rising star.
Despite the genre bending style of this 'memoir' and my general apathy towards short stories and poetry I liked this book. Her writing while without a linear story still conveyed her story very evocatively. Superbly written, even through the endnotes which were an interesting add-on that provided some more context.