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The Spoon Asylum

by (author) Caroline Misner

Publisher
Thistledown Press
Initial publish date
May 2018
Category
Literary, Canada, Prejudice & Racism
  • Paperback / softback

    ISBN
    9781771871556
    Publish Date
    May 2018
    List Price
    $15.95
  • eBook

    ISBN
    9781771871600
    Publish Date
    May 2018
    List Price
    $11.99

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Recommended Age, Grade, and Reading Levels

  • Age: 15 to 18
  • Grade: 10 to 12
  • Reading age: 14 to 18

Description

P align=justify>It is the summer of 1933 and young Haven Cattrell, seeking work, finds himself abandoned in the small northern Ontario town of Davisville. At an exclusive summer camp for girls he befriends Wetherby Moss and his son Jude who introduce him to the joys and heartaches of jazz. P align=justify>Jazz had taken a hard blow, during the first-half of the 1930s. Although there was still work to be had for some in places like New York, musicians in other parts of the country were barely existing on what venues remained. Wetherby and Jude had come from that reality and, as Haven mastered the jazz trumpet, he learns the horrifying truth about why Wetherby, his mentor, had to flee his home in Detroit and find sanctuary with his son among the unique subculture of rural Northern Ontario.

But Haven’s story is bigger than his love of jazz. It is the story of the racism that haunted black jazz musicians in the 30s, and how that racism found its way to Davisville. It is the story of how love can blind young men and save them from themselves, and it is the story of how important it is to dream when the chaos and hard times around you want to drag you down.

About the author

Caroline Misner’s work has appeared in numerous publications in the US, Canada, India, and the UK. She has been nominated for the prestigious McClelland & Stewart Journey Prize for the short story “Strange Fruit;” in 2011 another short story and a poem were nominated for the Pushcart Prize. She lives in the beautiful Haliburton Highlands of Northern Ontario where she continues to draw inspiration for her work. She is the author of the young adult fantasy series, The Daughters of Eldox.

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Excerpt: The Spoon Asylum (by (author) Caroline Misner)

From Chapter 7:

 

The song was “Walkin’ Shoes Blues” by The Morrison Moss Quartet. The voice that sang it was unmistakable. It was Wetherby:

 

“Baby’s gone away…got her walking shoes on…one last kiss, one goodbye…and my baby, she is gone…baby’s got her walking shoes on…”

 

The chorus was a string of nonsensical syllables followed by spurts from Wetherby’s trumpet.

 

“Shoo-be-bop-a-do…shoo-shoo-shoo-be-be-bop…shoo-be-bop-a-do…baby’s got her walking shoes on…”

 

Haven couldn’t sit anymore. He stood before the Victrola and watched the needle bob over the rotating disc. Slowly, he sank to his knees before the machine. It was as though he was kneeling before a great god and that god was speaking to him. By the time the song finished he didn’t have the strength to rise again. He slumped lower until he lay prostrate on the floor, his heart thudding against the floorboards. The needle hissed against the groove in the centre of the disc until it floundered and wobbled to a stop.

 

Wetherby found Haven an hour later, laying in a daze on the floor.

 

“Get up, you,” Wetherby said. “What you doing down there on the floor, anyway?”

 

 

 

From Chapter 7:

 

“My mother’s dead too,” Haven said, “She died of the flu when I was little more than I baby. I hardly remember her.”

 

“Now ain’t that a shame,”

 

“My father wouldn’t tell me anything about her, the bastard,” Haven stiffened his jaw. “He wouldn’t even keep a picture of her in our flat. I know nothing about her. He said the memory of her was just too painful for him. I’ll never forgive him for that.”

 

“He may be right,” Wetherby said. “I know what it’s like to lose a woman you love, several times over. It can be real lonely for a man without a good woman by his side. So don’t be so quick to judge.”

 

“Why not?”

 

“’Cause I know what it’s like to be judged by someone who don’t got all his facts right,” Wetherby replied, “and it can be pretty tough on a man.”

 

Haven ran his fingertips across the side of Wetherby’s trumpet; leaving a row of foggy smudges along the brass.

 

“So will you teach me to play?” he asked, eager to change the subject.

 

“Your first lesson’s already begun.” Wetherby rose. “Now stand up and put that horn to your lips. Let me see your form.”

 

Haven stood and raised the trumpet to his mouth, amazed at its weight. When Wetherby played he made it look as though the instrument was a natural extension of his fingers. In Haven’s hands it felt awkward and cumbersome. He pressed his lips to the mouthpiece and pulled in a breath.

User Reviews

The Spoon Asylum: A Book Review

The Spoon Asylum, written by Caroline Misner and published by Thistledown Press is a fun and thoughtful piece of historical fiction that lets the reader laugh, while also reflecting on the ugly parts of Canada’s past that modern Canadians do not like to think about.

Set in the 1930s at the peak of the Great Depression in the small Ontario town of Davisville, The Spoon Asylum follows the story of young Haven Cattrell, a precocious seventeen-year-old boy who is struggling find his identity and is hungry to prove his worth as a man to his family and to the world. While working as a farmhand on his grandmother’s farm, Haven comes across a vagrant who is looking for work in exchange for some food and shelter, although the man is met with downright hostility by his grandmother, Haven cannot help but be enthralled by the man, and even more so by his harmonica and the sweet music that he plays through it. This exchange with the mysterious vagrant inspires Haven to go into town in search of work, himself. Perhaps this decision was the product of youthful pride, or perhaps to allow Haven to enter a piece of his father’s world, who like many Canadians at the time was also a desperate drifter in search of employment.

Haven’s noble journey is soon sidetracked by the brash, soaring melodies of a trumpet. It is here that Haven meets Wetherby Moss, an African-American jazz musician working as a cook with his son Jude, who is also a musician, for a prestigious girl’s camp near Haven’s home. The camp is run by Miss Nokomis, a “real Ojibwa priestess” who oversees the camp with a stern grasp and is not all that she appears to be.

The novel continues to follow Haven’s summer working with the musicians and learning to play and love jazz music with the help of his two new, dear friends. It is not just of jazz that Haven learns at this camp, but also of the sad, unjust treatment that African Americans of his time suffered. Haven, being the naïve boy that he is, does not understand how his friends could be subject to such treatment. As Haven learns of the implications of racism, he also traverses the uncertainty and pain of love and heartbreak as the reader watches him develop into a young man.

Misner crafts this story with dialogue that is chock-full of wit and intellect. Despite its heavy topics, it was a book that made me laugh out loud on several occasions. In addition to this, I found it to be quite a light read, with perfect pacing and a coherent storyline never bogged down by unnecessary details or pedantic writing. It is a book that both the twelve-year-old and the sixty-year-old in your family can both enjoy equally. In conclusion, The Spoon Asylum is Canadian historical fiction at its finest and a beautifully crafted story from start to finish.

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