It is Just That Your House is So Far Away [NOOK Book]

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Divorced, approaching forty, Jeff Mott leaves his ex and young daughter behind in Canada and travels to China. He starts teaching in a small town north of Beijing, and meets a young woman, Wang Bian Fu, and falls in love; however, as they get to know each other, Bian Fu’s family life and emotions seem increasingly more complex and disturbing. Their relationship becomes dominated by the walls and back alleys of Beijing, where they find humiliations, surprising differences, and barriers. They become engaged. Jeff ...
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Divorced, approaching forty, Jeff Mott leaves his ex and young daughter behind in Canada and travels to China. He starts teaching in a small town north of Beijing, and meets a young woman, Wang Bian Fu, and falls in love; however, as they get to know each other, Bian Fu’s family life and emotions seem increasingly more complex and disturbing. Their relationship becomes dominated by the walls and back alleys of Beijing, where they find humiliations, surprising differences, and barriers. They become engaged. Jeff discovers that there are many ways of being the foreigner in China, the outsider, not all of them savoury. As he teaches his students English, his students teach him that there is much more to being Chinese than language. Classroom spies, things you don’t say, peasants, villages. Above all, there are manners and rules. And then he learns the truth about his Chinese fiancée, a truth concealed behind her considerable deception. Jeff, his heart divided, has to make a choice, and flies back to Canada, promising to return. Bian Fu promises to solve the barriers to their marriage “in a Chinese way.” Separated, the lovers continue to plan, through their heated and awkward long-distance telephone calls, and through the Chinese characters, the ancient poems and proverbs, mangled in Jeff’s fumbling words. As they head towards marriage, Jeff wonders, is it Bian Fu that he loves? or China? or is it that he has imagined both of them as he wishes, not as they are? As Confucius says near the end of the novel, “It is not that I do not love you, it is just that your house is so far away.” Poignant, ironic and searchingly funny, It is Just That Your House is So Far Away delivers a Beijing love story and a vision of 1990s China on the edge of globalism.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781897109700
  • Publisher: Signature Editions
  • Publication date: 9/15/2010
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 288
  • File size: 489 KB

Meet the Author

Raised in Winnipeg, and a graduate of UBC's MFA Writing program and Carleton's journalism school, Steve Noyes has published six books of poetry and fiction, and has published more than 100 poems, stories and book reviews. It is Just That Your House is So Far Away is his first novel. His writing appears regularly in such magazines and newspapers as The Malahat Review, The Fiddlehead, Event, The Globe and Mail, Queen's Quarterly, and the Vancouver Sun. He has travelled extensively across China and over the past decade, has worked and studied in Beijing, Shanghai, Taibei, Qingdao, and a little town north of Beijing.
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The road beside the canal was absolutely black as he pedalled slowly, fatigued, towards Kick Fish county, when he felt Bian Fu's arm slip around his waist and her head rest between his shoulder blades.

This was his woman. They were on their way home.

Everyone was sleeping in the house when he dropped her off.

On the way out of Kick Fish he had to piss, but when he came out of the public outhouse at the end of the alley there were two bright lights hovering , which lowered, and a male voice said, “Shei ya?”

Well, who was he?

He touched his nose, “Wo?”

They were two policemen, an older, stout one, frowning, and a younger, slim one, smiling. “Who are you?”, Stout repeated.

“I work at Jian Hua University. I am a Canadian.”

“Do you have your passport?”

“No.”

“What are you doing here so late at night?”

“I was accompanying my friend home from the bar.”

“Boyfriend or girlfriend?”

They were clearly at a new level here. He hesitated, and they saw him hesitate. He didn't want Bian Fu involved in this; but he was out of his depth. With his limited Chinese he could hardly lie to them convincingly. And why should he lie to the police? Which was, come to think of it, a distinctly un-Chinese thought.

“Girlfriend.”

“Let's go see her,” Slim said.

“Okay.”

“You must get off your bicycle,” said Stout.

As they walked back through Kick Fish, Slim was convivial, “You're not from Quebec are you?”

“No.”

“I knew some Canadians from Quebec once.”


“That's nice.”
They got to the door.

“Shei ya?” he heard Bian Fu's voice.

“It's me, and a couple of friends.”

Bian Fu didn't blink on seeing the two cops. They started a conversation in Chinese, and he could make out New Year's Eve, near Beida, my friend, bicycle. It all sounded quite reasonable.

Then they were going inside the Wang household. Thank God her mother's not here, Jeff thought. The uncle sat up under his covers, his eyes wide. Chen Jie slunk out from the big bedroom.

“And who are you,” Slim asked Bian Fu.

“I live here, this is my mother's place.”

Jeff felt cold all over. He was an ID card, a lousy hukou, away from going to jail. The policemen were obviously suspicious, perhaps thinking Bian Fu was a prostitute. They asked her where her mother was, why were they out so late ?
“New Year's is a very important festival to Western people,” said Bian Fu.

Jeff offered Slim a cigarette.

Chen Jie cringed with her blankets wrapped tight round her.

“Let's see your ID,” said Stout.

Jeff's eyes focussed on nothing. Wang Bian Fu. Place of Registration: Hebei County. Marital Status: Married. Husband's Name: Han Han Han.

She went back in the bedroom and returned with her student card. Slim barely looked at it.

“Let's go, there's nothing here,” he said.

“You – we'll escort you out of the neighbourhood,” said Stout. He waved his torch.

“Talk to you tomorrow,” Jeff said.

“Zai jian,” said Bian Fu.

“You know,” said Stout, wheeling around and addressing them all, “a number of people have been killed in this neighbourhood lately. Everything we have done we have done for your safety.”

“For our safety,” they all repeated.

They took him to the highroad and told him to be careful. And that his Chinese was very good.
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  • Posted March 15, 2011

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    Canada's Premier New Novelist-Poet

    Accomplished Canadian poet Steve Noyes' first novel is exquisitely lyrical and perceptively realized. He uses language like a composer working in Sonata form - at times deftly descriptive, emotionally radiant and attuned to the nuances of cultural cross-talk, but in other passages he will create a rift suffused with melancholy and memory, then break into a glissando of wry observation, then return to his themes of longing, love and loss. Few contemporary novels uncover the landmines buried in such relationships with such clarity. Jeff Mott is nearly every middle age foreign devil in China: curious and respectful, but often bewildered by the culture; smitten by the exotic, though mystifying, raven-haired beauties; torn by the past he cannot escape, but paralyzed by the Kafkaesque society he cannot penetrate. He realizes as he tells his pre-teen daughter that the Chinese they see back home are just as Canadian as they, but he and the other Westerners trying to blend into Chinese life will never be anything but lao wai - outsiders. This conundrum of learning the language and customs, even envisioning his new life entwined with a young woman, while always being an outsider, tears Jeff in several directions. First, though his daughter is his emotional anchor, unresolved issues intensified by 3,000 miles of separation do not make building that bond easy. She needs him. He is conflicted by fatherly responsibility, but also by his growing entanglement with Bian Fu, the Chinese woman who seems to embody for him both the allure and frustration of China. To Noyes' credit, he does not resolve Jeff's issues easily, if at all. Bian Fu is desirable; she hides deep secrets that belie the intimacy Jeff craves; she is as seductive as any siren who would shipwreck his life on the rocks of her needs. Early on the reader senses the relationship is doomed. Counterpoint to Bian Fu are his students who genuinely like Jeff, but also matter-of-factly admit they want to learn English so as to eventually dominate all those not Chinese. Other Western teachers are less principled than Jeff: either they remain in their ex-pat enclaves and teach as they must, or they sexually educate their female students who are naïve enough to expect such behavior as part of the social contract between East and West. At the core of It Is Just That Your House Is So Far Away, is perhaps what mythologist Robert Graves called the insatiable yearning for the muse, if creativity is viewed, in essence, as a procreative act between the poet and his psycho-sexual anima. For Noyes, that union is possible only by abandoning his mistress' charms for his daughter's innocence - the one fraught with lies and future regrets, the other possibility and expectation. The poet's bad luck can be transformed into his good luck - art born of pain and deep sorrow. As novelist, Noyes writes as a poet, and this to his credit. He is judicious to not over-write the lyricism; his depictions of ancient culture inhabiting modern China are intelligent and thoughtful. Inevitably compelling, the book needs a cinematic treatment in the hands of a skillful bi-coastal filmmaker like an Ang Lee or Jia Zhangke.

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