15 May 2012

Ambition, Amnesia and Murder



Precious
Douglas H. Glover
Toronto: Seal, 1984

What we have here is the debut novel of a man who would one day win the Governor General's Award for Fiction. A cheap, mass market paperback, it received a fair amount of publicity, strong reviews and was shortlisted for the 1984 Books in Canada First Novel Award. Precious sold out in just one month, then spent the next two decades out of print. Why this is so remains a mystery to me.

Precious is a mystery. Bantam/Seal certainly positioned it as such with cover blurbs by stablemates Stephen Greenleaf and Clark Blaise. The former, whose name means nothing to me, describes Glover's debut as "a novel of style and wit, wisdom and intrigue, one that travels well beyond the traditional bounds of the mystery story." Blaise, one of my favourite writers, has the better pitch: "Precious is about newspapers, small towns, love, honour and death. The spiritual forebear of Doug Glover is clearly Ross Macdonald, the original chronicler of ambition and amnesia, and their bastard offspring, murder."

Well, I do like a good newspaper novel – and who doesn't like Ross Macdonald?

Glover's hero is Moss Elliot, a down-on-his-luck reporter whose unfortunate nickname gives title to the novel. Don't ask. Elliot's an okay guy, though the three failed marriages in his forty years might make you think otherwise. We catch up with him in a Toronto bar as he licks wounds incurred from an ill-advised dalliance with Anne Delos, the big-boned wife of a Greek professor/mini-Aristotle.

Hard up for work, the reporter heads east along Lake Ontario to Ockenden, a "small branch-plant city of about forty-five thousand", where he's lucky enough to be offered the position of women's page editor for the Star-Leader. For a drinker and a womanizer it's not such a bad fit. Elliott's biggest competition – no competition at all – comes in the form of Damon Barret, an aging alcoholic plagiarist who once had a fishing column in the Toronto Star. An eager kid named Ashcroft irritates, but he's also good for a round or two in the American House tavern.

They're not much of a team, but more than enough to handle happenings in grey Ockenden. Then an old woman is murdered – stabbed through the heart with a pair of scissors – and Elliot's tipsy world is rocked. The pursuit of a lurid news story leads to beatings, gunshots and a lovely and lonely damaged dancer who just happens to be the victim's step-daughter.

Precious doesn't much read like a first novel; it's too confident and a polished piece of prose. Admirers of Macdonald will be disappointed only in that Elliot vanishes with the end of the novel. A second 'Precious' mystery, promised in an old Gazette piece, never materialized.

But then you know what those newspaper people are like.

Favourite passage:
Ashcroft was getting on my nerves. I know a lot about human relations; they're like strips of flypaper. He just wanted a little professional advice, a mentor, a pal. And I wanted to be left alone. All three of my marriages had begun with as little provocation. Anne Delos had wanted to borrow a coin so she could use the bathroom. You never know where that sort of thing will end.
Trivia: The 1984 Books in Canada First Novel Award went to Perdue, or How the West Was Lost by Geoffrey Ursell. John Gray's Dazzled, the subject of an earlier post, was also on the shortlist.

Object and Access: A mass market paperback. Just two copies of the first edition - near Very Good at US$7.00 and US$7.98 - are listed for sale online. Can it really be so uncommon? Perhaps. A friend of the author tells me that he has never happened upon a copy.

The more durable Goose Lane edition from 2005 is also more attractive. Amazon doesn't offer the reprint, lending the impression that it's again out-of-print. Not so! Chindigo will ship it to you "in 3 -5 weeks", but why not just get it directly from the publisher?

Update: Over at Numèro Cinq, the author himself responds:
Brian Busby takes a look at my first novel, Precious. His blog’s subtitle is “A very casual exploration of Canada’s suppressed, ignored and forgotten” which tickles me no end & about sums me up. I am like Darkest Africa, the whitest Antarctica, Terra Incognita, the Unconscious: on Google Earth, I am the part you can’t see — there is no Street View of my house. BTW, for the reprint (which is still IN PRINT) I rewrote some of the book. Not a lot, but crucial bits at the end wherein the hero, Moss Elliot, performs heroic acts while incapacitated due to drink.
Mr Glover, you have yourself a sale!

And another: Bookseller Dan Mozersky, one of the four judges for the 1984 Books in Canada First Novel Award, generously shares a "small trickle of a memory" in the comments below.

6 comments:

  1. An amazing novel. I agree, does not read like a first novel. Doug is one of Canada's finest.

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  2. Loved Lunar Attractions. Have to look for this.

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  3. There is a lengthy piece on Stephen Greenleaf at Mystery*File here if you're at all curious about his work. He was also likened to being a successor of Ross Macdonald. The overview of his work is followed by an interview with the writer in which he confesses his first book was closely modeled after Macdonald's Lew Archer books. No mention of Glover anywhere, though.

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  4. Corey - Indeed, one of Canada'a finest... and certainly deserving of more recognition.

    Patti - Lunar Attractions is my favourite Blaise novel. Frankly, there's not a book of his that I wouldn't recommend.

    John - Thanks for the link. That I don't know Stephen Greenleaf really speaks to how infrequently I read mysteries... something that is beginning to change. I am your student, sir.

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  5. Brian, you might be interested in this Trivia footnote:

    I was one of the judges in the ninth annual Books in Canada First Novel Award for 1984 along with Leslie Peterson, Leon Rooke and Carol Shields. Needless to say heady literary company! I loved Douglas Glover’s Precious when I read it and would have nominated it for first choice, however, if memory serves me, I believe our (unstated) brief was to favour more literary fiction and so I disqualified Precious for that reason. Who knew then Glover would go on to win the Governor General’s award for fiction. So much for my skills at literary forecasting.

    This is what I wrote about Precious in the issue of Books in Canada (April, 1985) announcing the winner: “Precious is a fast-paced, well-written detective-murder mystery. Our detective is one Precious Elliot, an out-of-luck 40 year-old newspaperman who, in desperation, takes a job as women’s-page editor on a small-town newspaper. The town, the paper, most of the characters, and Precious are seedy, tired, leftovers from something bigger or better. Precious becomes involved in two murders, uncovers a land-purchase fraud scam, has an affair with the first murder victim’s daughter, and so on and so on. The book is gripping. It reads almost flawlessly from the first page. A superb mystery in the hardboiled school of detective writing…”.

    I only wish I had kept my copy so I could re-read it.

    Thanks for the blog and for dislodging this small trickle of a memory for me.

    Dan Mozersky
    Spadina Road Books

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  6. Try Stephen Greenleaf's STATE'S EVIDENCE. He was a favorite writer of mine until his series slowed down after book six.

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