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Robert Munsch is stranger than you remember

Guelph, Ontario, 1975. An American who spent seven years training to be a Jesuit priest, then pivoted to anthropology, then pivoted again to child studies, arrives at the University of Guelph to work in the family studies department. He has three graduate degrees and no published books. He starts making up stories to keep the preschoolers quiet. This is not an obvious route to becoming the most-read children's author in Canadian history, and yet here we are.

Robert Munsch has the dubious honour of being the most stolen author in the Toronto Public Library system. That detail always makes me smile, partly because it is the exact kind of statistic he would have loved to perform for a gymnasium full of seven-year-olds. But the reputation that Munsch carries in collective memory, a lovable chaos merchant who wrote about ponytails and mud puddles and birthday cakes, is flatter than the actual story. The actual story is considerably stranger.

Three degrees and a nap-time problem

Munsch left high school planning to be a Jesuit priest, spending seven years studying for that calling. During that time, he earned a bachelor's degree in history from Fordham University and later a master's degree in anthropology from Boston University. Those are not the credentials anyone expects to find on the back flap of Mortimer. The seminary years matter, though. They shaped someone already inclined toward repetition, performance, and call-and-response, skills that translate more directly to oral storytelling than to parish work.

After leaving the Jesuits in the early 1970s, he began working in day-care centres, where he discovered his gift for storytelling. In 1973 he earned a master's degree in child studies from Tufts University, and two years later he moved to Canada, becoming a Canadian citizen in 1983.

Upon graduating in 1973, he worked at a day care in the Jamaica Plain neighbourhood of Boston, and learned that he could "get the kids to shut up during nap time by telling them stories." This is the actual origin story of one of Canada's most decorated authors. Not a literary epiphany. Nap time management.

Munsch settled in Guelph, Ontario, and joined the faculty of the University of Guelph, serving as an associate professor of family studies and a teacher at the university's preschool from 1975 to 1984. Impressed with his stories and storytelling abilities, his colleagues encouraged him to write and publish them. He submitted his first written story, Mud Puddle, to ten publishers. It was rejected by nine but was published by Annick Press in 1979. Mud Puddle sold 3,000 copies in its first year. Modest by any standard. Nobody looked at those numbers and predicted what came next.

The oral-first method

What made the work genuinely unusual, in a field full of people who sat down at desks and wrote manuscripts, was that Munsch almost never did that first. Very much an oral storyteller, Munsch makes up most of his stories in front of children. His unique storytelling style comes from interactively developing stories with children, taking events from their lives and experience and greatly exaggerating them into the realm of the ridiculous and sometimes fantastical.

This is why the books feel different from almost everything else on the picture-book shelf. They are not conceived as books. They are transcriptions of performances, tested on live audiences over months or years, tuned to the specific frequencies of actual children's laughter. As his popularity grew, Munsch began traveling across Canada, telling his stories at libraries, schools, and day-care centres. During these trips he stayed with local families, finding new material for his books.

He first started staying with families because he did not have money for a hotel, but he soon found out that families were a great place to look for stories when a book called Moira's Birthday grew out of staying with Moira's family in Hay River, NWT. So the infrastructure of financial necessity became the infrastructure of artistic research. The weird stories came from real children in real kitchens in real northern Canadian towns.

What the weird stories actually are

It is worth being specific about the strangeness, because memory smooths it out. The Paper Bag Princess (Annick Press, 1980) is not merely a funny fairy tale. It was first published in 1980 by Annick Press and launched Munsch's career to the forefront of a new wave of Canadian children's authors. The story reverses the princess and dragon stereotype. What it actually does is have Princess Elizabeth defeat the dragon through sheer cleverness, rescue Prince Ronald, and then dump him because he is rude about her appearance. In 1980. In a picture book. For four-year-olds.

Munsch's works frequently emphasize the empowerment of children, particularly through the subversion of traditional gender roles, as exemplified in The Paper Bag Princess (1980), where the protagonist Elizabeth rescues her fiancé from a dragon using her intelligence rather than relying on conventional feminine beauty or passivity, thereby challenging fairy tale stereotypes and promoting female agency. That analysis is accurate, but it undersells the bluntness of the ending. Ronald does not apologize. Elizabeth does not forgive him. She just calls him a bum and skips off alone. Children find this deeply satisfying.

Then there is Mud Puddle (1979), in which the puddle is a sentient, predatory entity that hunts a small child. There is no explanation. The puddle simply wants to get her dirty. She defeats it with soap. The book showcases Munsch's signature storytelling style, characterized by repetition, humor, and a child-centric perspective, and his emphasis on fostering creative problem-solving from a young age. Sure, but it is also just a genuinely strange premise: a mud puddle with agency and malice. Munsch never found this worth explaining.

His books are non-traditional, off-tilt creations that could connect with young readers like many others do not. What makes them so unique is that Munsch's stories are full of completely independent, self-minded kids who go through wacky adventures. The children in his books are rarely saved by adults. They solve things themselves, sometimes through ingenuity, sometimes through sheer stubbornness, sometimes by calling their mothers and letting their mothers fix it. Which is also, actually, a form of agency.

The book nobody expected

Then 1986. Love You Forever is published by Firefly Books and nothing about it resembles what Munsch had been doing. The book was written after Munsch and his wife had two stillborn babies. It began as a song that Munsch would sing in his head for his two babies, as singing it out loud was too emotional. During a performance at a theatre in the University of Guelph, the short song turned into a full story that was later published as a book.

Munsch has spoken about this origin plainly. "I had written it as a memorial for two stillborn babies we had in 1979 and 1980. The story actually started out as a song." When Munsch brought the story to his publisher to be produced as a book, they turned it down, saying it was too dark for the children's genre. His distributor decided to publish the book instead.

This book was listed fourth on the 2001 Publishers Weekly All-Time Best Selling Children's Books list for paperbacks at 6,970,000 copies, not including the 1,049,000 hardcover copies. The book a publisher rejected as too dark for children became one of the best-selling children's books in North American history. People in Arizona retirement communities were buying it. "In fact, it turned out that parents buy it for grandparents and grandparents buy it for parents and kids buy it for everybody and everybody buys it for kids," Munsch wrote. The grief at the centre of it is exactly what makes it reach so far.

The man, plainly

In 2010, Munsch publicly discussed his recovery from alcohol and cocaine addiction, as well as his lifelong struggles with depression, obsessive compulsive disorder, and bipolar disorder. He was not secretive about any of it. When prompted to provide a question he would like to be asked in an interview, he once replied, "How has being a manic-depressive, obsessive-compulsive, recovered-alcoholic nut case changed your writing?"

That is not a deflection. It is a pretty good answer to a question nobody asked him. The compulsive repetition in his stories, the way a phrase cycles and returns and gets louder each time, is not a stylistic tic borrowed from oral folklore (though it is that too). It is the internal rhythm of a specific kind of mind that Munsch lived with every day.

He suffered a stroke in 2008 that so interfered with his speech and memory that he has been unable to tour ever since. The storyteller who built his entire practice on live performance in front of children lost the ability to perform. That is the kind of detail that makes a career look different in retrospect.

Why any of this matters for picture books

He has received a Juno Award, induction into the Order of Canada, a star on Canada's Walk of Fame, and has two public schools in Ontario named after him. The institutional recognition is real, but it has a tendency to make Munsch sound tamer than he is. The actual books are weird. The actual career is weird. A former Jesuit seminarian with three graduate degrees discovers that he can use storytelling to manage nap time, moves to Ontario, gets rejected by nine publishers, and eventually writes one of the best-selling children's books of all time as a private elegy for two children who never got to hear a story.

The lesson for anyone making picture books is not "be more like Munsch," because that is not replicable. The lesson is closer to: the oral test is real. If you cannot perform your story, out loud, to children who have no obligation to be polite, it is not finished yet. Munsch tested everything that way, in school gymnasiums and daycare nap rooms and living rooms in Hay River. The page was always second.

He has published more than 60 books in over 30 languages, including eight Indigenous languages. The weirdness travelled. That is not nothing.

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