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Subject: [K-list] Forgive 
From: hbrost
  
On 2004/01/31  04:59, hbrost posted thus to the K-list: 
  
 
 
Dear List, 
 
Please forgive the length and 'not-of-my-pen' of this obituary.  It comes from the New York Times and if I had just sent a link most of you can't access the text without joining the NYTimes.com site.  However, this obit really moved me and you may find it interesting, perhaps enough to explore Ms Frame's works. 
 
Hety  
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Janet Frame, 79, Writer Who Explored Madness, Dies 
 
January 30, 2004 
 By DOUGLAS MARTIN  
 
Janet Frame, whose vividly romantic explorations of madness 
and language in novels, poetry and autobiography propelled 
her to worldwide attention, died yesterday in Dunedin, New 
Zealand. She was 79.  
 
Dunedin Hospital said the cause was acute leukemia, The 
Associated Press reported.  
 
In 1973 she legally changed her surname to Clutha, after 
the river south of Oamaru, her childhood home, but 
continued to write under the name Janet Frame.  
 
Ms. Frame's work used her own disturbing life to weave 
fictional nightmares that reflected, in her words, the 
"homelessness of self." After a suicide attempt she spent 
eight years in mental hospitals in New Zealand, receiving 
200 electroshock treatments. She was about to have a 
lobotomy when a hospital official read that she had won a 
literary prize. She was released.  
 
Later, a panel of psychiatrists determined that she had 
never had schizophrenia. In the sort of bitterly 
perceptive, highly personalized twist that infuses much of 
her writing, that news did not please her.  
 
"Oh why had they robbed me of my schizophrenia, which had 
been the answer to all my misgivings about myself?" she 
wrote in the third volume of her autobiography, which, with 
the first two, was dramatized in Jane Campion's 1990 film 
"An Angel at My Table."  
 
"Like King Lear I had gone in search of ATthe truth' and now 
I had nothing," she continued.  
 
Ms. Frame's 12 novels, four story collections, one poetry 
collection and three volumes of autobiography won dozens of 
awards.  
 
"As the body of her work has enlarged, one comes to 
understand it not just as a series of extraordinary 
insights into suffering and thought, but as a mighty 
exploration of human consciousness and its context in the 
natural world," the American Academy of Arts and Letters 
citation read when she was made an honorary foreign member 
in 1986.  
 
In her novel "The Edge of the Alphabet" (Braziller, 1965) 
words literally crumble into meaninglessness and 
communication becomes useless. Even spelling becomes 
sinister. In "Intensive Care" (Braziller, 1970) she spells 
history hiss-tree to make an unsettling connection to 
Eden's serpent. "All dreams," she wrote, "lead back to the 
nightmare garden."  
 
Ms. Frame created romantic visionaries - eccentrics, mad 
people, epileptics - and pitted them against the repressive 
forces of a sterile, conformist society. Or maybe she was 
just reporting on her life. A continuing discussion among 
critics was whether her autobiographical work was mostly 
fiction or whether her fiction was mostly autobiographical. 
 
 
Janet Paterson Frame was born on Aug. 28, 1924, in Dunedin. 
Her father was a railroad engineer. Her mother, who once 
worked as a maid in the home of the New Zealand writer 
Katherine Mansfield, wrote poems that she sold door to 
door.  
 
Janet's youth was blighted by the drownings of two sisters. 
She attended the local teachers' training college, where 
she felt so lonely that she found peace sitting among 
tombstones in a cemetery. While practice teaching, she 
panicked when an inspector entered the classroom, and she 
fled, never to return. She suffered a breakdown that was 
misdiagnosed as schizophrenia.  
 
After her eight years in two psychiatric hospitals, she was 
befriended on her release by Frank Sargeson, a writer, who 
let her stay in an army hut in his backyard in Auckland, 
New Zealand. She wrote her first novel, "Owls Do Cry" 
(Pegasus, 1957), while staying there. The narrator was 
Daphne, a patient in a mental hospital.  
 
She next traveled abroad on a grant from the New Zealand 
government, and in London a panel of psychiatrists 
determined she was not mentally ill, just different from 
other people. While living in Europe she published five 
novels from 1961 to 1963.  
 
Ms. Frame is survived by her sister, June Gordon.  
 
She 
returned to New Zealand in 1964 and wrote more novels, and 
three volumes of autobiography (Braziller, 1982, 1984, 
1985). Despite the deep introspection of her writing, she 
developed a reputation as a private person.  
 
In the early 1990's she had two mild strokes, which 
affected her mental stamina and power of concentration, but 
she continued to write.  
 
"Writing is a boon, analgesic, and so on," she said. "I 
think it's all that matters to me. I dread emerging from it 
each day."  
 
 
 
 
 
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