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We Have Always Lived in the Castle (1962)

by Shirley Jackson

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Fear, persecution, sociopathy, ostracization, buried treasure, sympathetic magic, poison mushrooms, unreliable narrators, deceptively simple prose...what's not to love here?! An all-time classic. ( )
  BooksForDinner | Aug 21, 2014 |
It was a pleasure revisiting Shirley Jackson's Blackwood family after so many years away. I first read "We Have Always Lived in the Castle" (1962) when I was in college. Now in my late-in-life campaign to reread a few old favorites, I recently selected this aging paperback, and I think I enjoyed it more than I did in college.

Neither a horror story nor a ghost story, "We Have Always Lived in the Castle" is simply weird and macabre, something on the order of a Charles Addams cartoon. Most of Blackwood family died from eating poisoned food before the story opens, and Constance Blackwood, who does the cooking for the family, has already been tried for murder and acquitted. Now she lives with her younger sister, Mary Katherine, our narrator, and their elderly Uncle Julian in the crumbling Blackwood house on the edge of town. Most of the townspeople still think Constance a murderer, and they keep their distance. They do have a few callers, people too curious about this strange family to stay away. Mary Katherine runs the family errands, but keeps her time away from the house to a minimum because other people make her nervous.

They are content in their isolation until Charles, a cousin, comes to call and then stays and stays. He sweet-talks Constance, but Mary Katherine suspects his real interest is the money hidden in the Blackwood safe. She plots to chase him away. Then comes a fire that destroys much of the house, another death and further isolation. All this makes Mary Katherine's closing words, "'Oh, Constance,' I said, 'we are so happy,'" seem like just about the creepiest thing in the book. ( )
  hardlyhardy | Aug 6, 2014 |
You couldn't find a reliable narrator in this book for love or money, so eighteen-year-old Mary Katherine Blackwood - Merricat - seems as good a choice as any of the other characters (though it would be fascinating to have multiple perspectives; most of the facts emerge, but not the why of the facts).

Merricat and Constance and Uncle Julian live in the Blackwood house, the only survivors after the rest of the family died from arsenic poisoning. Constance, it emerges, was put on trial for the murder, but was acquitted, and the reader suspects from the beginning that Merricat is the true poisoner. The three of them live a tightly circumscribed but serene life together, happy except for Merricat's twice-weekly trips to the village.

Cousin Charles Blackwood arrives one day to interrupt their peace. His twin goals seem to be (1) to get his hands on the family fortune, which he is convinced is in the safe, by way of (2) marrying(?) "Connie." He and Merricat become enemies at once, but when none of Merricat's protections cause him to leave, she takes more drastic action (no, not poisoning).

The end of the short novel sees Merricat and Constance still living in the Blackwood house, even more isolated than they were before - just how they like it.

The reader is left with several questions: Why did Merricat poison her family? Was Constance merely agoraphobic and protective of her younger sister, or is there more to it than that? Is the family fortune really in the safe, or is it elsewhere? Do the villagers hate the Blackwoods as much as Merricat thinks they do? Why does Uncle Julian say that Merricat is dead? Nevertheless, this book is satisfying for its aura of creepiness (aided by its super-creepy cover design).


"I really think I shall commence chapter forty-four," he said, patting his hands together. "I shall commence, I think, with a slight exaggeration and go on from there into an outright lie." (Uncle Julian, 62)

"Jonas is asleep in the lettuce," I said.
"There is nothing I like more than cat fur in my salad," Constance said amiably. (83)

I sat very quietly, listening to what she had almost said. (84)

...and I said aloud to Constance, "I am going to put death in all their food and watch them die."
Constance stirred, and the leaves rustled. "The way you did before?" she asked.
It had never been spoken of between us, not once in six years.
"Yes," I said after a minute. "the way I did before." (110)

"I put it in the sugar."
"I know. I knew then."
"You never used sugar."
"So I put it in the sugar."
Constance sighed. "Merricat," she said, "we'll never talk about it again. Never." (130) ( )
  JennyArch | Jul 18, 2014 |
From the first line I was really wrapped up in this book. What had happened that night that all the Blackwood's died save for Constance, Mary Katherine and Uncle Julian? Were they all crazy? was any of one them sane? What was going on with the people in the village?
This was a real intellectual thriller, in my opinion. No supernatural tricks here - just people being people and what they can and will do to each other. A fascinating read. ( )
  margarita.gakis | Jul 17, 2014 |
Simple-minded Mary Katherine and her agoraphobic sister Constance and their senile Uncle Julien have lived an isolated life in a large old house since the death (murder?) of the girls' parents. They are tormented and despised by the community, but are in a steady state until a cousin arrives to disturb the balance and move the plot along. This is a marvelous tale in which the three disturbed and possibly murderous individuals are the heroes and the sane cousin and "normal" townspeople are the cruel and unnatural antagonists. ( )
  gbelik | Jul 12, 2014 |
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Of the precocious children and adolescents of mid-twentieth-century American fiction ... none is more memorable than eighteen-year-old "Merricat" of Shirley Jackson's masterpiece of Gothic suspense We Have Always Lived in the Castle (1962).

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My name is Mary Katherine Blackwood. I am eighteen years old, and I live with my sister Constance. I have often thought that with any luck at all I could have been born a werewolf, because the two middle fingers on both my hands are the same length, but I have had to be content with what I had. I dislike washing myself, and dogs, and noise. I like my sister Constance, and Richard Plantagenet, and Amanita phalloides, the death-cap mushroom. Everyone else in my family is dead.
Merricat, said Connie, would you like a cup of tea?
Oh no, said Merricat, you’ll poison me.
Merricat, said Connie, would you like to go to sleep?
Down in the boneyard ten feet deep!
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The quiet, isolated life of the Blackwoods--eighteen-year-old Merricat; her older sister, Constance, who may have poisoned their parents six years ago; and their wheelchair-bound uncle--is disrupted by the arrival of a cousin pursuing the family fortune.
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Visitors call seldom at Blackwood House. Taking tea at the scene of a multiple poisoning, with a suspected murderess as one's host, is a perilous business. For a start, the talk tends to turn to arsenic. "It happened in this very room, and we still have our dinner in here every night," explains Uncle Julian, continually rehearsing the details of the fatal family meal. "My sister made these this morning," says Merricat, politely proffering a plate of rum cakes, fresh from the poisoner's kitchen. We Have Always Lived in the Castle, Shirley Jackson's 1962 novel, is full of a macabre and sinister humor, and Merricat herself, its amiable narrator, is one of the great unhinged heroines of literature. "What place would be better for us than this?" she asks, of the neat, secluded realm she shares with her uncle and with her beloved older sister, Constance. "Who wants us, outside? The world is full of terrible people." Merricat has developed an idiosyncratic system of rules and protective magic, burying talismanic objects beneath the family estate, nailing them to trees, ritually revisiting them. She has made "a powerful taut web which never loosened, but held fast to guard us" against the distrust and hostility of neighboring villagers.

Or so she believes. But at last the magic fails. A stranger arrives--cousin Charles, with his eye on the Blackwood fortune. He disturbs the sisters' careful habits, installing himself at the head of the family table, unearthing Merricat's treasures, talking privately to Constance about "normal lives" and "boy friends." Unable to drive him away by either polite or occult means, Merricat adopts more desperate methods. The result is crisis and tragedy, the revelation of a terrible secret, the convergence of the villagers upon the house, and a spectacular unleashing of collective spite.

The sisters are propelled further into seclusion and solipsism, abandoning "time and the orderly pattern of our old days" in favor of an ever-narrowing circuit of ritual and shadow. They have themselves become talismans, to be alternately demonized and propitiated, darkly, with gifts. Jackson's novel emerges less as a study in eccentricity and more--like some of her other fictions--as a powerful critique of the anxious, ruthless processes involved in the maintenance of normality itself. "Poor strangers," says Merricat contentedly at last, studying trespassers from the darkness behind the barricaded Blackwood windows. "They have so much to be afraid of." --Sarah Waters

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We Have Always Lived in the Castle is a deliciously unsettling novel about a perverse, isolated, and possibly murderous family and the struggle that ensues when a cousin arrives at their estate.

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