Object lessons
An interview with Sandra Shea
by Jumana Farouky
Sandra Shea may have spent the past 20 years in the
fact-filled world of journalism, but she has always had a soft spot for
fiction. Shea, who worked for two years as the lifestyle editor of the
Boston Phoenix and founded the monthly Phoenix Literary Section
in 1988, went on to be an editor for the Philadelphia Daily News, where
the never-ending task of working with other people's writing prompted her to
write something that was hers alone. "I started to feel like I was always the
midwife, never the mother," she says.
The Realm of Secondhand Souls, Shea's first novel, couldn't be further
from journalism. The mood is steeped in the magic realism of South American
literature, and the story is embroidered with passages from ancient texts.
Objects contain memories; time is vague. The main character, Novena, lost her
mother at age four and lives with her aunt and her chaotic boy cousins; as a
teenager, Novena moves in with her great-aunt Annaluna, who punishes shoes by
using them as flowerpots and hammers. As memories of her mother slowly come
back to her, Novena discovers that she shares her mother's ability to see into
the lives of strangers by touching objects they once owned.
Shea, who is now the editorial writer for the Daily News, spoke by phone
from her home in Merion, Pennsylvania, about her novel, sexual equality, and
the evil inside computers.
Q: Your job in journalism must keep you pretty busy. Where did you
find time to write a novel?
A: At the height of the point I was writing it, I was assistant managing
editor for the paper, so that was just insane. I would come home, allow myself
a couple of hours for dinner, and then start writing at 11 and usually write
until two. It was pretty consuming. But it was also so pleasurable in many ways
-- it was a lovely release from this horror of daily newspapering.
Q: You deal in facts all day long. How did that translate when you
were trying to write fiction?
A: I think that newspapers are about facts, but fiction is about the
truth. At least for me. Even though newspapers are dishing out facts every day,
it's not necessarily that we're dishing out truths or truth. I guess I was a
little too philosophical to be a news-junkie journalist. And I suppose that
immersing myself in writing fiction really was a great counterbalance to the
world of journalism -- the harsh and cold facts that we all pretend that we're
getting.
Q: In your novel, objects capture the essence of their owners after
they die. Do you yourself believe that objects contain souls?
A: I do. Sometimes I'll even confess to yelling at or carrying on
conversations with things. I particularly relate to the passage early on where
Annaluna is talking about the punishing of objects. I'm usually hounded by
things. They fall on the floor, or I trip over them, or doorknobs grab my
sleeve. So I have the sense that objects are doing this stuff on purpose. It
makes life more interesting, so why not? You sound like you have the same kinds
of experiences.
Q: All the time.
A: And sometimes don't you wonder, This is kind of deliberate, isn't
it?
Q: I feel like things are conspiring against me every day. Especially
my computer.
A: Oh yeah. Is your computer an altar? Do you have objects and stuff on
it?
Q: Yes.
A: I do too. Definitely, that's a big thing. There's a lot of evil in
computers that you have to ward off, so you have to put a lot of things on
there.
Q: In your character Novena's eyes, these old souls make even the
most banal objects -- like a cracked bowl or a yellowed piece of lace --
beautiful. What's the oldest thing that you own?
A: I love that question. I started thinking about that question years
and years ago -- I think actually when I was at the Phoenix. I thought
that would be such a cool piece to write, just asking people what's the oldest
thing they own. I have this old wooden decanter carved into the shape of a monk
that I was told my great-great-grandfather made -- although it may be a myth
and somebody picked it up in Macy's or something. I also have this beautiful,
small cobalt box lined in velvet. I think I bought it in an antiques store a
hundred years ago, so that's probably very very old. And I do collect -- at one
point I collected more seriously -- old kimonos. So I have a lot of old
kimonos.
Q: You were saying before how fiction reveals truth. We're at a time
when we are trying to convince ourselves that men and women are more similar
than we are different. But your book seems to say the opposite, and separates
men and women in a lot of respects. Is that the truth?
A: They absolutely are separate. I came of age during a time when the
message that both sexes are equal and the same was at a high point -- the '70s,
early '80s. I feel like I spent a decade taking that in, and more than a decade
unlearning that and realizing that I think that we are two distinct genders,
two levels of experiences.
I think one of the joys and one of the burdens of life is our interactions and
connections and conflicts with this Other -- the conflict and the interaction
and the bouncing off energy of the Other being. I think that's incredibly full
of tension and incredibly full of creativity and incredibly full of lots of
stuff that comes close to defining life.
But I also think that there are planes and levels where we are, in fact, that
same. I would never second-guess or try to rewrite the messages of the '60s and
'70s, because the ultimate aim was for equality in the marketplace.
Q: You have three brothers and a sister, but Novena grows up in a
household with four male cousins. How much of your sibling relationships did
you use in Novena's life?
A: One piece of Novena's experience that I definitely drew on from my
own was spending time with boys growing up and observing boy things, like going
into the woods and fishing and all of that. There's a great piece of education
there. But also they're icky, smelly boys. I think that my experience growing
up with three brothers certainly informed a lot of it. Brothers and sisters
have huge influences on each other, they influence our formation of our
world-views and all of that. I think that's a fascinating subject.
Q: That people don't really talk about much.
A: That people don't really talk about much. A couple of women had come
up to me and talked about how powerful, and in some ways disturbing, it was to
read that interaction between Novena and the boys, because they had had similar
interactions with their brothers but had never really processed or talked about
it. These are, in many regards, relationships that are as or more primary than
even those with our parents.
Q: Was there a part of this novel that was especially hard to
write?
A: [Hesitant pause] Uh-huh. A lot of it was hard to write.
Because if you're really honest about opening yourself up to the truth, it's
not going to always be easy.
Q: Are you going to work on another novel?
A: I would like to do another one, but I kind of feel like I want to
have it arrive as this one did. This one arrived almost like a gift, and I'm
kind of hoping that the next one will do the same.
Q: A sense I got from this novel is that the characters don't ever
have full control of the world around them, or even of what's going on within
themselves. Tears come on, as opposed to them crying. And now you're talking
about how the story just came to you -- it happened to you.
A: That's an interesting observation. That's probably very true that
things do happen to these characters. And yet whatever happens, they still make
decisions, and they still take action. I think that's the essence of
storytelling: what do we want to hear? And our need to hear stories is, "Then
what happened?" Not "Then what did he do?" It's "Then what happened?" We always
want to know what happened.