Joan Aiken – Stories without a Tell By Date

Wolves Chronicles 

Could Joan Aiken have imagined that many years after she wrote them, her books would continue to tell the story, not just of her own alternative world, but of the one we live in today? Our lives may be turned upside down, but she was ahead of us; her stories, particularly this series known as The Wolves Chronicles, seem meant to become part of the fabric of our history, and this may be the ideal time to discover them.

Even after her death there continue to be reprints, translations and new digital editions of these wonderful books, as new generations of parents pass on their childhood favourites – and new generations of writers acknowledge the influence of her memorable writing skills on their own work, and on our ability to face ever more extraordinary adventures of our own.

 Terry Pratchett was another writer for all generations, who like Joan Aiken left a last gift – a final book to be posthumously published – for fans who had followed his series set in his own alternate world, and who could not be left without a farewell.  Amanda Craig in her review of his final book,  The Shepherd’s Crown suggested that an author’s last work: “can also act as a covert last will and testament in which what an author really believes is made more explicit.”  Were they leaving us a message?

Can it be a coincidence that Joan Aiken’s  final heroine – The Witch of Clatteringshaws – the short and sweet conclusion to The Wolves Chronicles which she had been writing throughout her life, was also,  many years before Pratchett’s,  a down-to-earth social worker witch who visiting her flock on a flying golf club,  has been charged with the task of saving her kingdom… The two writers share more than the coincidence of themes – they both employ a rich store cupboard of mythical and historical references and jokes for the well-read follower – and they are both sharing their real world view however it may be disguised in fantasy, and in both their last books, with an urgent message, they are moved to do so much more explicitly.

Joan Aiken even added an afterword to hers, completed just before her death in 2004, acknowledging and apologising for the shortness of the book, saying ‘a speedy end is better than an unfinished story.’ This was a story she was determined to complete.

Aiken had an extraordinary prescience – her England at the end of her alternative historical sequence, has reverted to Saxon times, almost to the pre-historic age with the inclusion of some strange and magical creatures – the mysterious Hobyahs, and the flying Tatzelwurm.  But despite its connecting rail-roads, which like Pratchett’s iron rails, criss-cross the country, the disunited kingdom has been drawn and quartered into separate regions now with railway border guards – a foretaste of the divisions to be caused by Brexit, and now by a devastating pandemic?  Aiken’s invading armies are more like waves of lost immigrants – the Wends who arrive in the North to do battle, decide, after fraternizing rather than fighting with the English troops,  that this would be an ideal country in which to settle, and Joan Aiken imagines them as the early cheese-making  inhabitants of Wensleydale, whose Scandinavian culture then becomes part of our Island’s history. It turns out that we do better together…

The solutions to dangerous situations in all  the ‘Wolves’ stories always involve community and communication, whether through language in song or story, or even in the shared thought-transference that is able to unite the enslaved children in the underground mines of IS.

In the previous book, Dido and Pa, we had seen the homeless children of London, the lollpoops, who had to beg or work to pay for a night’s shelter, but who created a circle of trust with their own Birthday League, an invisible bond of friendship and shared knowledge. Now in the following story they are lured into captivity with promises of a journey to a wonderful Playland –  since the book was written homelessness and gambling addiction have become two of today’s everyday stories of childhood –  but when Joan Aiken’s lost children discover how to  silently combine their thoughts through the airwaves they are able to create their own astonishing communal force and find freedom…

This in itself is extraordinarily prescient for a book first published in the early internet days of 1992; Facebook was unheard of and only began a month after her death, but  Joan Aiken had already imagined a society where children who were cut off from each other by the dangers of street society, or as now by a wave of devastating illness, could communicate through the Ether.

At the end of Cold Shoulder Road it is the women and children who form an unshakeable ring of song around the villains and demonstrate that communication is stronger than conspiracy – united they sing:

jAikencircle poem2

    Towards the conclusion of the series, her dangerous and fractured country was still changing, and although some reviewers questioned Joan Aiken’s darker vision in the later books, her stated philosophy – that there should always in her children’s writing be a ray of hope at the end – carried her through to offer in the final book a last crazy Shakespearean jig of a tale to sustain her readers despite the dramas and dangers that have passed before.  Her alter-ego, Dido Twite, ever practical and philosophical, ever willing to help those who are unhappy or unable to help themselves, ends the last book on her own note of joyful forgiveness, celebrating what she has gained from her adventures, and even from her murderous Pa, one of the great villains of Joan Aiken’s creation.

Dark this kingdom of her creation may have been, but it is no darker than the real England of today; what Joan Aiken and Terry Pratchett shared was the gift of fantasy, they were able to show through their storytelling the hopeful vision that fiction can offer us, and how it can illustrate the patterns of history in stories aimed at both adults and children – stories for anyone who has ears to hear.

As she said:

“Why do we want to have alternate worlds? It’s a way of making progress. You have to imagine something before you do it. Therefore, if you write about something, hopefully you write about something that’s better or more interesting than circumstances as they now are, and that way you hope to make a step towards it. “

People need stories, and once read they may never be forgotten, as it seems readers of Joan Aiken are discovering, for as she put it herself,  stories don’t have a tell by date…

 

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Witch page

Read about the last Joan Aiken here and all of the ‘Wolves’ series

Start at the end why not? A marvellous introduction to the world of Joan Aiken…!

Tributes to Joan Aiken in The Guardian, The Telegraph, and The Times

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Illustration above by Peter Bailey from the cover of The Gift Giving

a collection of favourite Aiken stories from Virago

(Post originally published pre-Brexit  in 2015 – updated in 2020 – where next?)

10 thoughts on “Joan Aiken – Stories without a Tell By Date

  1. You’ve said so much of what I believe about Joan’s writing and about fantasy in general, and you’ve said it so well, Lizza. I won’t add anything superfluous to this post except to say that I shall be revisiting (for the umpteenth time!) the chronicles in the new year. It can’t come soon enough for me.

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  2. Stories without a Tell By Date
    LOL! That’s an absolutely cracking pun! But the real reason I dropped by is to let you know that Google have dedicated a doodle to Joan’s writing today, which I think is brilliant as well as well-deserved. 🙂

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    • Thank you Tony, she did put a lot of herself into her adult novels, and her own voice – also the settings and places that meant a lot to her, like the North of England where Deception is set. Those are certainly two of her more heartfelt books.

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  3. Pingback: Joan Aiken’s farewell to Dido – The Witch of Clatteringshaws | Joan Aiken

  4. I shall be embarking on a read on Pratchett’s four Tiffany Aching books, starting in the second half of this year, especially as a fellow blogger compared Tiffany to Dido Twite. Now I am wondering if Tiffany’s last name was a closet reference to the author of the Dido Twite stories? Watch this space!

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