A word of advice: If you are new to Anna Kavan, don't begin your journey here. 'Ice' was one of Anna Kavan's later novels and only published a year before she died, discovered in her flat with a syringe in her hand. 'Ice' is not the best square to begin your reading with since it is one of her most difficult to understand for the uninitiated. It doesn't easly fit a genre, so has often been placed in the slipstream area. It is seriously and kaleidoscopically surreal and will easily confuse the reader who is not actutely familiar with Anna Kavan's life and emotional spectrum so, take my advice, and leave this one until much later on or you just might end up writing some of the negative comments that have been unfairly made about it. Anna Kavan's writing is all a reflection in the pool of her amazingly disturbed life, a life fuelled by heroin addiction and 'Ice' is too deeply intravenous for the novice reader.
`Ice' an intensely vivid story, surreal and chilling and providing the reader who is familiar with Anna Kavan with another piece in her emotional jigsaw. A sinister man known as `The Warden' is engaged in a disturbing search to locate and ultimately to control a weak and frail creature known simply as `the girl'. All the time the ice is creeping, lurking, waiting to engulf the planet which is facing a massive catastrophe.
First published in 1967 just a year before she died, but reading it today in the 21st century it is potent and apocalyptic. Perhaps not the best novel to begin reading the works of Anna Kavan, `a Scarcity of Love' is a good place to begin your journey, as is `Asylum Piece' or `Julia and the Bazooka'. Having read those you will be as hooked on her writing as all those in her growing cult following.
Anna Kavan will appeal to lovers of the works of Sylvia Plath and her fluid prose is of that same high order.
To read Anna Kavan's novels is to enter a world in which loneliness, despair and emotional turmoil blend into one personal sphere. A world of troubled childhood, failed relationships, mental illness and the frailties of the human condition merge into a huge emotional cloud. When you become acquainted with her magical writing, it will become clear that so much of what she writes is autobiographical. She writes in the slipstream genre and in her intense prose, one can feel her pain, enter her troubled mind and the kaleidoscope of her often tortured emotions.
Anna Kavan died in London in December 1968, the year of the summer of love. She lived a troubled life, becoming a heroin addict in around 1926. We tend to think of such an addiction as a modern problem, but she experienced it over 80 years ago.
She suffered intermittently with mental illness, and her style of writing changed, as did a change in her appearance and life-style after a mental breakdown. It was around this time that she adopted the name of Anna Kavan, taken from a character with whom she identified in one of her early novels "Let Me Alone".
Lifelong she suffered in one way or another with social problems and isolation and towards the end of her life she became anti-social and a virtual recluse. She had few real friends, endured a lifetime of suicide attempts and the heroin addiction, a life which is poignantly and vividly reflected in her writing.
Her novels are as fresh, alive and as in tempo with the current age as they were when she wrote them.