1,001 Novels: A Library of America
The Autobiography of Miss Jane Pittman (1971)
by Ernest J. Gaines
Pointe Coupee Parish, Louisiana
Louisiana: 4/28
It's true my progress on the 1,001 Novels: A Library of America has stalled out on two fronts- Pennsylvania, where Philly and the suburbs broke my heart with banality, and the deep south, where a lack of Audiobook options has sent me clambering back and forth between Georgia and Louisiana. Compounding the situation is a general lack of interest in some of editor Susan Straight's favorite genres: sad coming-of-age stories and domestic fiction, generally. Both genre's make a good fit for the criteria of the project, which seemingly dictates that a specific work be tied to a specific place- neither neglected/abused children in poverty nor housewives facing the same challenges go many places. By the standards of the 1,001 Novels: A Library of America, Miss Jane Pittman, the subject and narrator of her Autobiography, is well travelled. Originally published in 1971, the Audiobook wasn't created for 25 years. It was also hard not to think about the success of The Oldest Confederate Widow Tells All, which was published in 1989. Surely Allan Gurganus, the author of The Oldest Confederate Widow Tells All was aware of this book when he wrote his book.
The idea here is that Miss Jane Pittman lives a life that spans slavery to Civil War, born a slave, ending by marching for her rights in rural Louisiana. In between, she lives a relatively privileged life, emerging out of the chaos of the Civil War to marry, survive her husband and settle down as a domestic servant who lives in the big house. Along the way she sees plenty- mostly cruelty with some kindness sprinkled in. Autobiography takes a hard right turn in the last third of the book to detail a doomed relationship between the white scion of the plantation and an "octoroon" schoolteacher from New Orleans before concluding during the Civil Rights era.
It makes for a great Audiobook because of the oral history format- Pittman recounting to an unseen scribe.
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