Abstract Following Edward Soja's imperative "to compose a social ontology in which space matters from the very beginning," I wish to examine the function of geography in fiction through a reading of a 1972 story "Something I've Been Meaning To Tell You," by the Canadian writer Alice Munro. Arguing against critics who have relegated region to an instrumental role in Munro's texts, I hope to demonstrate that Munro posits it as an ineluctable component of identity, and that her fictions both observe and take part in-and moreover, involve the reader in-power dynamics which construct and perpetuate the relationship of urban centre to rural periphery. This approach to Munro challenges a tendency to read her as a "regional" and "realist" writer, while at the same time complicating another tendency-namely, the postmodern one that emphasizes indeterminacy in Munro's work-by insisting that space does matter. This approach will show Munro to be engaged in very contemporary debates about identity and difference even in her relatively early texts. I. Tours: Being Taken In Like many of Alice Munro's texts,1 the title story of her 1973 collection Something I've Been Meaning To Tell You begins with a guided tour, as Blaikie Noble takes tourists visiting a lakefront Ontario town to see the local sights, with lifelong area resident Et Desmond along as silent auditor. As she listens to Blaikie's stories of "local gossip", Et's reaction is pronounced: "Local my foot" (2). Et takes a realist's position that there is a truth about her region to which Blaikie is failing to adhere. Later, Et's sister Char marvels that Blaikie Noble "should know so little about Mock Hill people" (6), and the further distinction is made: "He did not know the real people there as well as he knew the regular guests at his father's hotel" (6, emphasis added). Et believes that there is a divide in the town between the "real" year-round inhabitants and the incursive tourists. According to this perspective, Blaikie has two choices: to tell the truth, as mundane as Et herself finds it, or to make up things that will please his tour group but obfuscate the authentic character of the place. He chooses the latter option, and Et declares, "I only hope the poor things aren't taken in by it" (1). Indeed, a fear running throughout this story is of being "taken in." It is a telling figure of speech.2 In one context, to be taken in means to be shown something interior and possibly secret. But it also implies passivity, and that is of course what makes people at risk of being "taken in" in the second sense: that of being deceived. Et is preoccupied with various forms of "taking in" throughout the story, whether it be taking in and letting out dresses, taking in her dress from a clothesline, taking in Char with an invented story about Blaikie Noble, or simply taking in sights. But Et thinks that being an "insider" presents one with a special authority, and that only those who are outsiders are always at risk of being taken in by something when they believe they are being taken in to something. II. The Illusion of Insider Authenticity But as Munro demonstrates, the corollary is that the native experience is also constructed. Stories that the rural tells about itself cannot be entirely detached from the lived experience; telling stories is part of the rural experience, and thus must be partly authentic itself. In this regard, Et recognizes that she has an uneasy relationship to the tour. "I'm not a tourist" she hisses at Blaikie (2). And indeed, the tour becomes a business enterprise for her, as she ends up soliciting tailoring business from other people on the bus. The possibility seems to be that her own relationship to Mock Hill is not so unmediated as she would like to think. Her situatedness in Mock Hill means she cannot comfortably play the tourist role; there is a tension when she attempts to enact a consumptive role in a space where she is not identified as a consumer. For instance, she has never heard the stories that Blaikie tells to romanticize a bootlegger's mansion, yet she cannot discredit it: "Et had no way of knowing how much of it was true" (2). Et understands her life through a set of stories just like the tourists, but a different one. III. Urban-Rural Relationships Et's identity also depends for its construction on its opposition to the tourist stories. There needs to be an element of difference in order for the "inside" story to gain the appearance of authenticity. Et and Char's childhood journeys to see people disembark from the tourist excursion boat are themselves excursions wherein both "local" and "outsider" identities established and reinforced by the mutual gaze. Ironically, there is enforced compartmentalization even as the periphery and centre are most closely integrating: "Girls from Mock Hill, if they had mothers to tell them what to do, were told not to walk out there [near the beachfront cottages]" (7). Urban incursion reinforces the need for a rural identity that can express difference. Toronto becomes the threatening place offstage from which people come and to where they disappear. Blaikie's sojourn there allows Et to tells stories about why he's disappeared. Arthur's job is also affected by the centre-periphery dialectic: "Twice the school board passed him over and brought in somebody from outside" (15). People from beyond Mock Hill-the "people from Toronto" who've taken over the hotel (4), the anonymous ventriloquist (6), and the faceless voices from within vacation cottages (7)-seem unknowable, distant and dangerous. But this story reminds us that the rural does not have to travel to see or know the city, for the city is in the country. The weekly variety show that Blaikie organizes notably has "a mixture of local talent, recruited guests, and singers and comedians brought in especially for the performance" (7). Everyone is involved in the performance. As Raymond Williams argues in The Country and the City, they are part of one system. Williams is speaking largely of urban material dependency on an agrarian rurality, but in Munro this dependency is at the same time more leisure-oriented and just as profound. IV. Reading The Text as a Tourist Experience So far I've been tracking what the story shows us about rural-urban relations and the performance of place. Now we need to consider some implications for the acts of reading and writing place. The tour, in other words, is a metonym for the fiction itself.3 Hutcheon has used the term "historiographic metafiction" to refer to those texts which self-consciously explore the way we write history, even as they themselves write it. Analogously, in "Something I've Been Meaning to Tell You" Munro is practising a geographic metafiction. Rather than simply representing space under the rubric of realism, she explores the way we write and read the land, struggling against the difficulties of achieving what Edward Relph calls "the geographic imagination": "a way of thinking that seeks to grasp the connections between one's own experiences of particular landscapes and the larger processes of society and environment, and then seeks to interpret these in a manner that makes sense for others." (158). But "Something I've Been Meaning to Tell You" is not simply a realist story, nor does it aspire to be one. This is not geographical roman á clef. Even though at times it may achieve a documentary effect, it undercuts that effect with toponyms like "Mock Hill",4 or comments like "What awful nonsense. Like something you read about, Agatha Christie" (10), which remind us that we are reading. But Munro is still aware that readers inevitably will associate her stories with the "real" world.5 Indeed, she is keen that we will, since to emphasize only the fictive and not the referential aspect of her story would be to distract us from the recognition that there is no ultimate, referential authenticity to which a writer can aspire; there is no simple choice between fact and fiction. There are only versions of truth, in part circumscribed by different geographical perspectives.6 One can view space not only as a scientist, a tourist or a working countryman as Williams argues (20), but also as a colonizer, or a cottager, or a capitalist. To see Munro as a tour guide is to emphasize that both tours and stories involve a narrator with a limited perspective who is nonetheless directing the reader's experience of a place, telling necessary fictions to keep interest and to make connections. Both are acts of ventriloquism, of speaking for people and place. The tour guide is not simply a detached storyteller, but is necessarily complicit in the story herself, vouching for its "authenticity" and responsible for mediating between different interpretations, even in choosing which ones to disclose. V. Ex-cursive Writing Excursion is another recurring word in "Something I've Been Meaning to Tell You". Literally, it is a journey with a return to a starting point. But etymologically it derives from ex-currere: to run out. Blaikie Noble enacts both senses of the word. The "local" judgement is that Blaikie should not have been "taken to California, let mix with all sorts of people" (9); export is seen as dangerous. However, excursions have the ability to change us: "Ever since I went on that excursion, I hear things," says Et (16). The story emphasizes the ex-cursive possibilities of reading. Cursive writing is one of joined characters; Munro suggests that we can extend our connections through readings. Et's name itself recalls the Latin for the conjunction "and", and its ability to join two people together-at the same time that it stands between them spatially ("Char Et Blaikie", for example). An excursion is by definition a journey that finishes in the same place that it began, and Munro's story indeed refuses to pretend that it will forever transport us to some other destination. This is emphasized by the short story format: reading a Munro text is a series of excursions. J. Hillis Miller has defined "topology" as "topographical study of a particular place." Munro stories, then, are always engaged topologically.7 But the ways in which Munro carries out such a study bear consideration, since they indicate to what extent any community is knowable. Williams writes: "Most novels are in some sense knowable communities. It is part of a traditional method-an underlying stance and approach-that the novelist offers to show people and their relationships in essentially knowable and communicable ways" (165). Munro does not have a straightforward relationship to this tradition, and challenges it continually in her fiction. Innumerable popular reviewers and critics alike have cited the "universality" of Munro's fiction.8 This attribution of "universality" usually takes one of two forms. In the first, it insists that her fictive Southwestern Ontario small towns are familiar to anyone who has experienced small towns. In this case, the emphasis is on the homogeneity of places. Alternatively, it asserts that the fiction appeals to us because it taps into situations or emotions that occur universally despite regional geographical differences: Linda Hutcheon, for example, says that fiction like Munro's has the possibility of "transcending geography" (195). In this second instance, the emphasis is on both the heterogeneity and the ultimate subordination of place. Coral Ann Howells captures this double-pronged reaction, writing that Munro "creates locations and characters so exactly. Yet at the same time, these stories could be anywhere-any small town" (3). The topography of a Munro text may not be familiar to someone who has never been to Huron County, but the story gives the illusion of familiarity. Munro maps the region with apparent casualness, the illusion at all times being that she assumes we know the town in which this story is happening.9 If Miller is right that "many novels assume a shared topographical inner space in the community of their readers" (105), then a fascinating aspect of Munro's texts is that they only seem to make this assumption. But they also undercut this apparent familiarity, revealing it as illusion. In "Something I've Been Meaning to Tell You" this revelation is achieved through a repetition of phrases, the second time with supplemental information that shows us we didn't really understand the reference the time. For instance, Blaikie Noble's name has appeared many times already in the story when he is referred to by the narrator (which seems more or less to share Et's consciousness) as "Blakie Noble, the hotel owner's son" (6). And the "old monstrosity of a house built with liquor money" is later more precisely called "the Gothic stone mansion, built by a Toronto distiller and known locally as Grog Castle" (7). We realize that we've been taken in, in both senses. Although we thought we've been inside the insider, we recognize that we in fact need help to understand. VI. Conclusion Alice Munro's texts are examples of stories that are, as Miller would say, "not so much placed against the background of the scene as generated by it." (18). In other words, this reading of Munro has attempted to rescue topography from mere realism or instrumentality, and to demonstrate that geography matters when we read literature. The characters in "Something I've Been Meaning to Tell You" story at one point play a "geography game" but Munro's fiction insists time and time again that she takes geography very serious indeed. It may be a game insofar there are rules, performance, and winners and losers, but never is it frivolous or esoteric. Munro's fiction stubbornly resists conclusions. Critics like Howells have marked this trait as characteristic of Munro's recent work, but it is clearly evident even in this 1974 story: the second sentence begins "She could not tell" (1), and at the end of the story we hear that Et could never know the cause of Char's death (18). However, that is not to say that Munro makes place or community unknowable. The fact that we do seem to learn, and to share experiences, is what Gaston Bachelard calls the mystery of "transsubjectivity" (xix). And while Munro's texts do not offer conclusions, there are at least implications in this direction. One is that achievement of the "existential insider"'s position is a myth, whether it be sought through tourism or literature. But this in itself does not mean that people should not travel, or read. It may be important to leave one's usual space and role to enter another, even if we will only be taking on yet another perspective, with all its concomitant blindspots and distortions. Notes
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