BLOOD OF MY BLOOD

A long-lost unpublished first novel by the author of The Yearling chronicles the malevolent self-sacrifice of a life-blunted wife and mother for her ungracious writer daughter.

Submitted in 1929 to an Atlantic Monthly Press competition, rejected, then ignored until after her death in 1953, Rawlings's manuscript betrays merciless autobiographical incisions (the characters bear real names), as well as the unmistakable talent of a novelist testing her emergent style. The story begins with the rural Michigan childhood of ungainly, unlovely Ida Traphagen, the narrator's mother. “The physical ugliness of my mother was the bitter drop that tainted the fluid of her life,” runs the take-no-prisoners first sentence. Ida's sharp features and crooked nose define her thwarted fate, which is to marry a pious, hardworking, conventional soul with no imagination for bettering himself: Arthur Kinnan, a patent officer whose work takes him to Washington, D.C. There, Ida resolves that if the glamorous life is denied her, then she will live it through her daughter, Marjorie, who will enjoy every spoil she never had: curls despite the girl's straight hair, big-city culture, elaborate children's parties, dancing lessons, fancy schools, and rich friends. Marjorie, however talented in writing, is resistant to Ida's polish, and grows increasingly recalcitrant and brutal to her mother/slave. When Arthur dies, leaving the family without the possibility of gain, Marjorie must settle for an inferior midwestern college and, eventually, a lackluster intellectual husband, thereby driving the defeated mother into her grave. After the young upstart writer who uses too many adjectives heads for New York City, fans of literary history will appreciate Marjorie's anecdotes gleaned from letters home.

A bleak, defiant, bare-knuckles read that will you exhausted by its relentlessly unsympathetic characters. Still, it provides enormously interesting insights into its author's work.