Book of a lifetime: In Youth Is Pleasure, By Denton Welch
Friday 01 January 2010
I was a typical teenager. I loved Egon Schiele and The Smiths. At school break, I'd run down to the river to skim flat pebbles and drink Whiskey Mac with classmates. Our blue and gold uniforms sparkled in the sun, and I'd retreat to the shade to read Denton Welch's
In Youth is Pleasure.
It begins "One summer, several years before the war began, a young boy of fifteen was staying with his father and two elder brothers at a hotel near the Thames in Surrey." This is a threshold time, before the devastation of war, before the devastation of adulthood. Orvil Pym is the boy, a rough-haired strange boy who takes us on a heightened, sensual journey. There is little plot, simply an artful third person that allows Orvil a direct line, and makes the ordinary astonishing. For Orvil, Peach Melba - the tinned variety- is "like a celluloid cupid doll's behind" and the "diminutive tombstones" of a pet cemetery are like "a giant's dominoes."
Orvil is a boy obsessed: with trinkets, with food, with physical improvement (to sweat he shuts himself in the bottom drawer of a dressing chest, wrapped in a quilt). He is also obsessed with death, with tearing his clothes off and running through the Surrey countryside, with the right way of doing things, with memories of his dead mother (she chases him with a hairbrush and hits him with the spiked side). Orvil is a voyeur and as he leads us through grottos and abandoned cottages, we take in every drop of feverish detail. When the scarlet canoe with a schoolteacher and two lusty lads appear, another obsession comes into focus. These golden men "glinted like silk" and Orvil watches them through the long grass. The two lads beg the teacher to read them a passage from Jane Eyre. "Sir, please!" they cry.
The teacher calls them "young bastards", then reads out the scene where Jane meets Rochester in the lane. Orvil notices how "one of the boys tried to rub his hands up and down while he held them tightly imprisoned between his taut thighs. It was a strange, unconscious, very excited movement." Orvil and the teacher have two more encounters, both deliciously odd, certainly sado-masochistic, but furrowed with this same black humour.
Orvil Pym may not know how to live, but he certainly knows how to relish and embrace the lushness of life (for instance, when he dots his face and body with stolen Sang de Rose lipstick and jumps about his hotel room.) Welch was an invalid, knocked from his bike aged 20. There is autobiography here, as in all of Welch's work: the dead mother, the absent father, his sexuality, his hatred of boarding school. Yet it is Orvil's vibrant energy that allows this book to bubble. The fact that Welch could, at times, only manage a few sentences a day makes this energy, this beautifully odd way of translating the world, all the more spectacular.
Tiffany Murray's novel 'Diamond Star Halo' is published by Portobello
sportLiverpool 5 Norwich City 1: Uruguayan striker has now scored 11 league goals against the club
arts + entsOlivier-nominated actor and singer is set to star in Lloyd Webber's musical about the Profumo affair
filmWith more than 70 per cent of early films lost, archivists are scouring the world to preserve the precious examples that remain
sportThe coach of Chalfont St Peter's under-10s football team was relieved of his duties after he sent an email to parents that said: 'I am only interested in winning'
techA piece of new hi-tech kit aims to get us scribbling again
indybestMake getting out of the wrong side of bed on cold winter mornings a thing of the past with our selection of night-time covers
life + styleClarissa Baldwin is the brains behind the slogan 'A Dog is for Life not just for Christmas'
Arts & Ents blogs
- 1 The hardwired difference between male and female brains could explain why men are 'better at map reading'
- 2 Is this the scariest advert ever? Japanese tyre commercial comes with its own disclaimer and health warning
- 3 UK chef creates world's most expensive ready meal - a fish pie costing £314
- 4 Food poverty in UK has reached level of 'public health emergency', warn experts
- 5 I’m sure Kate Moss doesn't care about posing for Playboy. But I do