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Mary Karr

The Liars' Club

Nonfiction | Autobiography / Memoir | Adult | Published in 1995

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The Uses of Storytelling

As the title of this memoir suggests, storytelling plays a central role in Karr’s childhood, and one that has as much to do with falsehood as with truth-telling. In the case of her father’s Liars’ Club meeting, these falsehoods are straightforward and literal. Her father often exaggerates and even outright lies in telling his stories, and he is regularly met with skepticism and back talk by his cronies. Within this flagrant lying, however, there is a sort of honesty and openness. Karr’s father seems to scarcely expect that his stories will be believed, and there is a ritual, ceremonial quality to his friends’ constant challenging of his stories, as there is to the meetings themselves. Moreover, while his stories seem usually not to be literally true, there is often an emotional truth buried in them: one that these men are perhaps too shy or too tradition-bound to acknowledge otherwise.

His story about his own father, for instance—in which he claims that his father is dead, through a preposterous accidental hanging—affects Karr deeply, even though she knows her paternal grandfather to be still alive. Her own grandmother has recently died, after a long, gruesome illness, and she is haunted by the randomness and suddenness of death. Her very dislike of her grandmother and her consequent lack of mourning for her seems only to have made her see the blunt fact of her death more starkly. Although Karr knows that she is breaking a certain masculine code in doing so, she cannot stop herself from asking her father what happens when people die. Her father then answers, with an unusual flatness and directness—a directness that his own tall tale seems to have led him to—“I know what happens when you die […] Done seen what happens. You lay down in a box, and they throw some dirt on you” (125). It is striking that he does not attempt to console his daughter here and appears to be talking as much to himself as to her.

Karr nevertheless prefers this directness to the stories that are passed around by many of the Baptists in her Texas town. Her question about death stirs up tension among the men at the Liars’ Club partly because they know that it will make Ben, who is a Baptist and often teased about it, self-conscious. Ben believes, as do many of Karr’s classmates, in a heavenly afterlife. Karr’s Baptist classmates also believe, for example, that the hurricane that is projected to destroy their town—and that instead destroys a nearby Louisiana town—is a sign of God’s judgment. Karr is bothered by these stories, partly because of this very sense of judgment behind them. She knows that these same God-fearing neighbors often pass judgment on her own family, while also refusing to intervene when her family spirals out of control, as during her mother’s psychotic breakdown in Chapter 7.  

While the stories that her father tells at the Liars’ Club are one kind of lie, then, the stories that Karr hears from her Baptist classmates are another. Her father’s stories, while not strictly true, often tend to reveal messy, difficult truths about the world. Her Baptist classmates’ stories, on the other hand, tend to simplify and sentimentalize the world. Karr’s mother’s stories about her early days in New York City also fall into this latter category, even if they are the opposite of pious. Rather than tell her children about what happened to her in New York City, Karr’s mother retreats into gauzy reminiscences about concerts, art shows, and celebrities. Even before Karr understands just how much her mother is leaving out in these stories, she senses with a child’s intuition that she is not telling the full truth. She senses this because of her mother’s generally dreamy and disconnected demeanor and because of the “Yankee voice” that her mother slips into at these times: a clipped, affected, absent voice that is very different from her father’s varied storytelling voices.  

It is probable, however, that Karr’s mother’s stories are her own way of rewriting her history, and therefore of surviving; her New York reminiscences also give her something lofty to aspire to, outside of her existence as a wife and mother. Like the stories of Karr’s Baptist classmates, they insist on an alternate reality that is more vivid and meaningful than that of small town Texas. It is Karr’s task, in telling her own story, to understand the impulses behind the stories of those around her, and to separate what is real in them from what is false.

The Effects of Trauma on Memory

Karr often admits to not remembering certain events in her life: a silence that is at odds with the frequent noisy strife in her book and that is at the same time a direct effect of this strife. Many of the blank spots in her memory are around some of the more traumatic events in her childhood, such as her birthday party, which a drunk fight between her parents overtakes. The fight then leads to her mother nearly causing their car to go off of a bridge. While Karr can remember being in the back of the swerving car and clinging to her older sister, she cannot remember the birthday dinner at a local seafood restaurant that they had beforehand. Her parents’ noisy fighting has canceled her birthday out in her memory, as well as in real life. Similarly, she can remember her mother’s psychotic breakdown only in pieces, with a child’s bewildered clarity. Now her mother is burning furniture on the lawn; now she is pulling clothes out of drawers; now she is coming at Karr and her sister with a knife.

In relating her mother’s breakdown—and other, only slightly less traumatic episodes in her childhood—Karr frequently employs the present tense. This, together with the disjointedness of her memories, gives her writing a sort of undigested immediacy. It suggests not someone who has contextualized and sealed away her memories and is writing about them from a safe, adult distance, but rather someone who is still very much at the mercy of her memories. The blank spots in her memory serve to make her remaining memories that much more vivid, upsetting, and essentially, alive. Because she has no place in which to store these memories, it is as if they keep taking place in her mind, over and over.

Karr designs this effect intentionally, for it takes considerable control and detachment to summon up such helpless immediacy. Karr simply understands the role that trauma plays in her own recollection and has chosen to weave this trauma—and the uncertainty and blank spots that come with it—into her storytelling. She admits as much, in Chapter 1 of the book. Describing the aftermath of her mother’s breakdown, she then backs away from describing the breakdown itself: “Because it took so long for me to paste together what happened, I will leave that part of the story missing for a while” (9). This omission is a canny artistic decision on her part that creates narrative suspense and also gives Karr credibility in her admission.

The Pressures of Conventionality

One of the subtler and more insidious lies in this book is that of conventionality and the perfect family. Many of the Karr family’s fights and traumas take place against a backdrop of shocked, watchful neighbors. While Karr is initially embarrassed by her family’s flamboyant dysfunction, she eventually comes not so much to accept it as to understand that her family is no weirder than any other family. Her own difficult experience has led her to this understanding, for she has frequently sought shelter with other families and has been thrown on the mercy of seemingly benign strangers. One of these strangers molests her, in Chapter 12 of the book, and in Chapter 3 of the book, a boy whom she describes as a popular ringleader rapes her. The boy then walks her home and goes off to a local baseball game. Even the neighbors who do not overly harm her, moreover, do not intervene when it is really important. They retreat behind their curtains, for example, during Karr’s mother’s very public psychotic breakdown, and Karr is painfully aware of their silence: “I feel them all releasing us into the deep drop of whatever is about to happen. Each curtain falls” (154).  

Karr’s own family has also taught her how conventionality—of the small-town, Texan kind—can coexist with deep eccentricity, even perversity. Karr’s fearsome grandmother is adept at needlepoint and a believer in regular, formal dinnertimes; she is also, as Karr remembers her, a tyrant and a sadist. While Karr’s mother’s own difficult character has partially to do with her suppressed memories of her youthful marriage—and her subsequent loss of her husband and children—it was, as she tells Karr, largely due to her mother that she married so young in the first place: “She’d first married at fifteen […] Grandma Moore just wanted her out of the house” (315). Karr therefore has an intimate understanding of how conventionality, or the appearance of it, can strand people and make them outcasts, and she ultimately sees it as a darker force than any of the darkness that she has gone through: “That afternoon, I believed that Death itself lived in the neighboring houses. Death cheered for the Dallas Cowboys, and wrapped canned biscuit dough around Vienna sausages for the half-time snack” (269).

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