Salon Fantastique: Concealment Shoes

I don’t think I’ve previously encountered any of Marly Youmans’ work; but going by her website, at least some of her fantasy has been young-adult-oriented, and on the evidence of “Concealment Shoes” that doesn’t come as a surprise, for several reasons. First, it is a story about a sister (Beatrice, 14) and a brother (James, unspecified-but-younger), settling into their new home, their family having moved from the South to the North of the US. (The setting, I think, is roughly contemporary, although the titular tradition dates from the 18th century). Second, the stakes feel lower than in the other stories I’ve read so far; these are characters too young to have anything to atone for, and equally their innocence is never seriously threatened.

And third, Beatrice and James have more agency than any of the other characters I’ve encountered so far. In “The Night Whiskey” and “The Lepidopterist”, the protagonists were apprentices. They were involved in the story, but more by having things happen to them than doing things. Similarly, in “Femaville 29″, Parrish reacts more than he acts, and when he does act, it is usually in ways peripheral to the true story. In “Concealment Shoes”, on the other hand, Beatrice and James cause the problem — during a game of hide-and-seek in their rambling new cottage, stuffed with packing crates and boxes, James discovers two shoes, one small one large, stuck up a chimney. Beatrice helps him take them down, only for the two to discover that by so doing they’ve broken a ward that lay on the house, admitting a demon. So then, inevitably, the two children set about fixing the problem, by collecting one shoe for every member of their family and replacing the set that were in the chimney. There is still an element of distance between the reader and the action — Beatrice is the main viewpoint character, but it’s James who experiences “the signal moment” of his childhood — but it’s much less than in the Ford, the Shepard, or the di Filippo.

It has the feel of a thoroughly professional piece of writing that achieves what it sets out to do. The exciting bits are, mostly, exciting; the creepy bits are, mostly, creepy (particularly when the smoke demon is menacing Beatrice and James’ sleeping older brother); and the charming bits are, mostly, charming, although I could have done without the cat, or at least without the cat’s too-precious-for-words name, “Princess Owl”. It’s an adventure, and it zips along, and ends neatly. But when it’s done, it’s done. It doesn’t haunt; it evaporates: and so I find myself with little more to say.

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3 Responses to “Salon Fantastique: Concealment Shoes”

  1. marly youmans Says:

    Dear Niall,

    While I suppose that I’m lucky that Ellen did not think that the story went poof! after she read it–and I’m sorry you do–I’m a little surprised that you didn’t attempt to summon the Niall-child out of your past for an opinion. After all, you recognized it as a story slanted toward a somewhat younger audience (of course, so is Alice, and I’m still happy to dive down the rabbit hole with her.) Yes, it is definitely in the sub-group of my writing that was inspired by living in a family. I have three children and eight books so far, and two of the books were written precisely because I have children. In fact, I’m now writing a third children’s book for my youngest, who demanded (nicely) his own adventure.

    Thanks for the pan on the cat’s name. Guess I’ll pop it out, revision being forever, though it is precisely the sort of name that some children do name their cats, especially when they’re younger. (In fact, we have an idiotic, sweet blue Persian who has just such a soppy name. I’ll spare you that one . . .)

  2. Niall Says:

    I’m a little surprised that you didn’t attempt to summon the Niall-child out of your past for an opinion.

    Well, I don’t usually read to regress. Even if I’m reading a YA story, my interest is in whether it engages and challenges me now, not whether it might have engaged and challenged me when I was younger. And of course, “Concealment Shoes” was published in an anthology ostensibly targeted at adults.

  3. marly youmans Says:

    However much I may sympathize with your sentiment–and I do–I find that my child within is still active when I read. And as it was an editor’s request for that particular story, I don’t feel any need to address why it was included rather than one for a different audience.

    But good cheer and never mind–you found the story well made enough but too airy and insubstantial, and so there is “little more to say” except thanks for reading and that I hope you bump into another one of mine that you find more adult and less of a vanishing trick.


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