Joy: Poet, Seeker, and the Woman Who Captivated C. S. Lewis

by Abigail Santamaria

The first full biography of Joy Davidman, known primarily as C.S. Lewis’s late-in-life bride, but who here receives her much deserved rescue from that shadow

  • Format: Hardcover
  • ISBN-13/ EAN: 9780151013715
  • ISBN-10: 0151013713
  • Pages: 432
  • Publication Date: 08/04/2015
  • Carton Quantity: 12

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  • About the Book
    The first full biography of Joy Davidman brings her out from C. S. Lewis’s shadow, where she has long been hidden, to reveal a powerful writer and thinker. 

     

    Joy Davidman is known, if she is known at all, as the wife of C. S. Lewis. Their marriage was immortalized in the film Shadowlands and Lewis’s memoir, A Grief Observed. Now, through extraordinary new documents as well as years of research and interviews, Abigail Santamaria brings Joy Davidman Gresham Lewis to the page in the fullness and depth she deserves. 

     

    A poet and radical, Davidman was a frequent contributor to the communist vehicle New Masses and an active member of New York literary circles in the 1930s and 40s. After growing up Jewish in the Bronx, she was an atheist, then a practitioner of Dianetics; she converted to Christianity after experiencing a moment of transcendent grace. A mother, a novelist, a vibrant and difficult and intelligent woman, she set off for England in 1952, determined to captivate the man whose work had changed her life. 

     

    Davidman became the intellectual and spiritual partner Lewis never expected but cherished. She helped him refine his autobiography, Surprised by Joy, and to write his novel Till We Have Faces. Their relationship—begun when Joy wrote to Lewis as a religious guide—grew from a dialogue about faith, writing, and poetry into a deep friendship and a timeless love story. 

     

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    1892–1930 

      

    In a recurring dream throughout her childhood, Joy Davidman found herself walking down a road she called Daylight Street. In time, she rounded a corner and followed a crooked, grassy path into an unfamiliar world. Joy ambled through that world, lost but unafraid, until the trail opened onto “a strange, golden, immeasurable plane,” as she described it, writing extensively about the dream in poetry and prose. Far in the distance rose the towers of Fairyland. Joy’s heart swelled with longing as she beheld a perfect kingdom defined by love, devoid of sorrow, capable of consummating every good desire. “Hate and heartbreak / All were forgot there.” 

           But before she could reach the castle gates, she woke up in the Bronx. Instead of a palace threshold, her round brown eyes saw only items in her bedroom: ballet slippers for the dreaded dance lessons her parents required, crisp dresses that made her into her mother’s perfect doll, and books that were her waking sanctuary in what often felt like a foreign land. Among her favorites were Greek myths ?— ?she longed to visit the land of the gods ?— ?and “ghost stories and superscience stories” by Lord Dunsany and George MacDonald, the Victorian minister whose fantasies evoked the same visceral desire as her dream, suggesting that everything sad could become untrue. 

           Hope lingered in the morning hours. “If I remembered the way carefully, the dream told me, I should be able to find it when I woke up.” For a fanciful child born during the Great War and raised in America’s “New Era” of postwar prosperity, a Fairyland on earth ?— ?as rich with material resources as her dream kingdom was rich with the immaterial ?— ?seemed almost possible. In the distance, automobile motors roared above the clip-clop of horses’ hooves on the Grand Concourse, the fashionable thoroughfare two blocks from 2707 Briggs Avenue in the genteel middle-class neighborhood where Joy lived with her parents, Joseph and Jeannette, and younger brother Howard, whom Joy came to call Howie. The rhythm of construction joined an orchestra of street sounds, heralding blocks of brand-new art deco apartment buildings with elegant sunken living rooms, electrical and waste disposal systems, refrigerators instead of iceboxes, elevators, and gracious lobbies adorned with marble inlay. “Every day, in every way, the world was getting more comfortable.” 

           But not the world inside herself, and not the local landscape populated with peers and parents. Joy was a sickly, lonely girl, a social outcast at school and a disappointment at home to immigrant parents who governed according to the goals of assimilation and success. They, too, had been branded in childhood with the shame of otherness. “They showed their affection by almost incessant criticism,” she told a newspaper reporter who profiled her life. They were “well-meaning but strict.” Off the record, she was less subtle. “‘Well-meaning but strict’ . . . is certainly damning by faint praise,” she wrote to a friend. “But since the truth would have called for loud damns, I don’t know how I could have put it milder.” She left the specifics to her reader’s imagination. 

           It would be decades before Joy understood the meaning of her dreams, but for her, Fairyland was never the standard little girl’s fantasy of opulence or romance. Joy would come to interpret the dream as a universal quest for eternal life, for a destination that could resolve her unconscious conviction that the perfect version of everything lay just ahead. 

           “There is a myth that has always haunted mankind, the legend of the Way Out,” she would write many years later, “the door leading out of time and space into Somewhere Else. We all go out of that door eventually, calling it death. But the tale persists that for a few lucky ones the door has swung open before death, letting them through . . . or at least granting them a glimpse of the land on the other side. The symbol varies . . . [F]or some, the door itself is important; for others, the undiscovered country beyond it ?— ?the never-never land, Saint Brendan’s Island, the Land of Heart’s Desire . . . Whatever we call it, it is more our home than any earthly country.” Joy called it Fairyland, a place she visited in her dreams and searched for in her waking hours. 

           C. S. Lewis, in his first published novel, The Pilgrim’s Regress, calls it the Island. That book ?— ?an allegorical revision of John Bunyan’s Pilgrim’s Progress written shortly after Lewis’s conversion from atheism to Christianity ?— ?would teach Joy the meaning of her childhood dreams. “By disguising fairyland as heaven,” Joy wrote after becoming a Christian, “I was enabled to love heaven.” Before this revelation and after, Joy’s attempts to reach the castle would determine the course of her brief yet abundant life. In forty-five years she embraced more milestones and worldviews than most people experience in a lifetime twice as long. Her Daylight Street would detour into a romance with the Communist Party, whose propaganda would seduce her into mistaking the Soviet Union for her utopic Fairyland. The route would dead-end in a miserable first marriage to Bill Gresham, a troubled Spanish civil war veteran, Joy’s partner in a misguided dance with Dianetics ?— ?another illusion. And the road would inevitably lead to C. S. Lewis, Joy’s final embodiment of heaven on earth, and the man who would point her in the direction of the Fairyland that would finally satisfy her heart.

  • Reviews

    Christianity Today Book Awards 2016, Award of Merit in History/Biography 

    Shortlisted for the Christian Book Awards 

     

    "[An] impressive debut biography...Santamaria has fashioned a compelling narrative, remaining cleareyed about her subject's many personal failings."—Kirkus 

     

    "Santamaria’s debut is sure to get attention from C.S. Lewis scholars and fans...Those who want to know the real ­Davidman will discover a woman in search of purpose and meaning who finally finds it in the faith and person of Lewis."—Library Journal 

     

    "Joy captures the toughness, the dreams, the hypocrisy, of a complex and controversial woman."—BBC.com, One of Ten Books to Read in August 

     

    “This book gives Davidman her life back. . . Ms. Santamaria succeeds in de-mythologizing Davidman’s story.”—The Wall Street Journal 

     

    "The narrative is crisp, and the subject matter is original and captivating. Santamaria examines Joy Davidman through a lens simultaneously critical and tender. Rather than presenting Lewis and his wife as saints, she depicts them as God’s sinful patients. Out of the many books published on Lewis, his contemporaries, and his writings in recent years, this one most thoroughly grabbed my attention."—John G. Turner, professor of religious studies, George Mason University, Christianity Today 2016 Book Awards 

     

    “A relentlessly focused and detailed biography of Joy Davidman…This serious and substantial work takes the reader far beyond the familiar romance and play Shadowlands, and the brilliance of Lewis’s meditation on Davidman’s death, A Grief Observed…This groundbreaking study contributes not just to the established Lewis studies, but brings to the foreground the cost of being a talented woman in a patriarchal world. It makes a case for the possibility of Christian faith in a compromised world with elegance and skill.”— Church Times 

     

    "[A] biography as compelling as fiction."—The Charlotte Observer 

     

    "Santamaria’s sympathetic and clear-eyed portrait of Joy Davidman might surprise people who assume that confirmed bachelor C.S. Lewis would fall only for an especially godly woman. Santamaria, relying heavily on Joy’s own writings, paints a vivid portrait of the pre-Lewis Davidman. It’s a fascinating portrait of Davidman’s childhood in New York, her radical college years and membership in the Communist Party, her rocky marriage to Bill Gresham, and her long-distance infatuation with Lewis, whom she pursued with single-minded focus despite her marriage. Santamaria highlights Davidman’s literary brilliance and shows her growing reliance on Christ."—World Magazine  

     

    "A clear-eyed, insightful portrait of a fascinating woman, Santamaria's biography adds important depth and richness to the popular image of Joy Davidman."—Shelf Awareness 

     

    "I now know that the life of Joy Davidman is a remarkable story, thanks to Abigail Santamaria’s recently published Joy...[It] adds a full measure of humanity and tenderness...Out of the growing heap of books about Lewis’s life and writings, Joy is an essential contribution."—Patheos 

     

    Joy is compelling even for the Lewis-indifferent, like me. In Santamaria’s clear, unsentimental telling . .  Reminded how love can befall us all, I felt better about life." -- Mark Oppenheimer, The New York Times Book Review 

     

    "Humans are complex, and Santamaria has the guts to sacrifice simplicity and resolution to expose that truth. Joy is a story about longing and searching, hope and heartache. Every now and then, it’s about seeing. More than anything else, then, Santamaria’s portrait of Joy showed me the complexity of faith. It’s a tough complexity, but a beautiful one nonetheless."—Gospel Coalition 

     

    “Abigail Santamaria has written a luscious Narnia tale for grownups, a literary biography that takes the shape of a quest narrative as the brilliant idealistic Joy Davidman Gresham, writer and free spirit, adopts one cause after another until finally setting her cap for her spiritual mentor, C. S. “Jack” Lewis.  Santamaria’s astonishing detective work reveals the surprising truth behind Lewis’s description of the couple as ‘a sinful woman married to a sinful man,’ even as she portrays their late-life love affair as salvational to them both.” 

    —Megan Marshall, Pulitzer Prize-winning author of Margaret Fuller: A New American Life 

     

    "A biography about the brilliant and brash New Yorker who captured C.S. Lewis's heart was long overdue, so I'm thrilled to report that Abigail Santamaria does not disappoint. Her highly readable book should be the definitive biography of Joy Davidman for a long time to come." 

    —Eric Metaxas, New York Times best-selling author of Miracles and Bonhoeffer 

     

    Joy is a delightful and fast-paced romp through a fascinating life.  I read most of this book in one sitting, genuinely curious about whether this feisty, brilliant woman was going to get her happy ending.  A truly impressive, even enviable, debut for a writer and a historian.” 

    —Debby Applegate, Pulitzer Prize-winning author of the forthcoming Madam: The Notorious Life and Times of Polly Adler 

     

    “Superbly researched and stylishly written, Joy dissolves the soft-focus romanticism of Shadowlands and brings before us a real-life woman in all her complexity.  Abigail Santamaria, in a fine first work, guides us expertly and fair-mindedly round the beautiful ruins of an extraordinary life.” 

    —Michael Ward, University of Oxford, co-editor of The Cambridge Companion to C.S. Lewis 

     

    “Joy Davidman was manipulative, endearing, brilliant, and obsessive—and C.S. Lewis, one of the most influential and beloved spiritual writers of the twentieth century, fell in love with all of it. A complicated woman for our time, Davidman’s search for meaning and her final arrival at love will resonate deeply long after the reader has closed Santamaria’s masterful biography.” 

    — Kate Buford, author of Native American Son: The Life and Sporting Legend of Jim Thorpe 

     

    “A tour de force. Plumbing the depths of unpublished documents, Santamaria reveals the vision and writing of a young woman whose coming of age in the turbulent thirties is both distinctive and emblematic of her time.” 

    — Susan Hertog, author of Anne Morrow Lindbergh: Her Life 

     

    “This brilliantly researched biography has changed me for good. Until I read this book I could never take Joy Davidman to my heart; she now stands before me as real and believable as anyone I know. Joy offers a wonderful account of an unforgettable woman and her vibrant life; it is no wonder C.S. Lewis loved her so much.” 

    —Walter Hooper, personal secretary to C.S. Lewis and editor of The Collected Letters of C.S. Lewis

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