In 1997 Jon Chandonnet was set to receive his Master's Degree from MIT and begin a job with a promising tech startup. He was disciplined, focused, extremely fit, and ready for the rewards his hard work had earned him. Then, on a doctor's visit, the kind many of us go to expecting to be told that nothing is wrong, Jon was told that he had Multiple-Sclerosis.
Jon spent the next six years, mostly symptom free and ignoring the diagnosis and the disease. In fact, he pushed himself to physical extremes. He increased his running to include marathons and cycled up a number of 14,000 foot peaks while working long hours leading tech teams as one of the first wave of Santa Monica's Silicon Beach employees.
Six years later, at age thirty-three, the MS caught up to him in a fierce way. Jon's body deteriorated rapidly and he was barely able to take care of himself. Shadow Summit
is the inspirational story of Jon's vibrant journey through denial and suffering toward a reimagined and reinvented life. In this wonderfully written memoir Jon reveals the intimate details of his very personal journey with MS.
"That period when I crashed was a decision point," Jon told me when we met recently in Santa Monica. "Either I could continue to spiral toward being a victim and hopelessness or take action. Being the victim has a lot of power. Everyone wants to help. But I didn't want that. I wanted to find a way to turn things around. I wanted to be a survivor, not a victim. Being a survivor began by figuring out how I could live with MS but not be defined by it."
With the support of his family and Robyn, Jon's partner in everything, Jon turned his drive to heal into a full time job. One with tons of overtime.
Jon's memoir also reads like a love letter to Robyn for her super human capacity to support, sacrifice, and love.
Ready to try any and all new and new age cures and remedies, Jon embarked on his search for wellness. "But first," Jon said, "I needed to be sure that it did no harm. And then if it sounded like it might help, well, I didn't just dip my toe into the water, I dove in. But if something didn't work, well I ditched it and move on."
As Jon embraced new ideas to make things better, he asked that his medical care folk do the same. "Good medical doctors are innovative and open minded and willing to listen and consider what they don't know without embracing what they don't know because it's from the stuff that we don't know that change and innovation happens."
It's fascinating to read how Jon was able to reverse his symptoms and in the process became a walking encyclopedia of research and anecdotal information.
But life has a way of intruding and eventually Jon's almost singular focus on finding new and more healing paths led to a new imbalance. By then Jon and Robyn had a son and Jon was missing out.
"I needed to not be so selfish," Jon said. "Robyn did so much and allowed me to be selfish and I had realized that I wanted something different in our life. l wanted to be a partner and make her life easier, I had to stop just only focusing on myself or I would lose out on my son and my relationship with Robyn."
Clearly Jon's MS was not a gift - but it sent Jon on a journey that changed his life. His journey was due to MS but his path was not.
"MS helped me lead a conscious and intentional life. My journey helped me find a paradigm shifting, holistic health lifestyle, one where mind, body, energy, and cutting edge medicine intersect."
The next phase for Jon is to use what he's learned to help others find balance and lead a conscious and intentional life by using his own experiences and the principles of the 7 Vibrants. He coaches folks who seek change in their lives and helps them create new habits and put their desires into action.
I like the revision process. It gives me a chance to see what I was thinking when I wrote that very lousy, uneven, not-so-good rough draft. Revising, re-seeing, re-thinking, re-visioning allows me to make some sense of what my characters have done and then I get a do-over. I can change dialogue, add layers, and discard scenes and cut characters that have wandered into the wrong story. Some days I come home and wish I could rewind the clock and revise things that I've said earlier.
When I revise, I try to see before I think. I read what I've written and look at the facts, look at what happened, at what I've written, before I start jumping or drawing or otherwise tumbling toward conclusions. Gradually I see the connections, some intentional, some accidental (my favorite), and I try to build on them, add to them. This process is not editing. Feedback is good, but for me, it's important to keep the editors -- internal and external -- at bay for a while longer. When I'm revising, I need to keep the process messy. I need to keep the let the irrational, the foolishness, the madness do their thing.
I get a lot of material for revising when I'm out running. I don't listen to music when I run and I don't often run with others. I enjoy the lack of focus. I enjoy letting my mind rest as my body carries me along. Sometimes when I'm running and I get a rush of ideas I wish I had a chip in my brain that could record my thoughts and play them back later. But I've resisted carrying a tape recorder because I like being unplugged. A tape recorder would change everything. It would give me a purpose and having no purpose is the purpose. But that doesn't mean I don't grab pen and paper as soon I enter the house and furiously write down as much as I can remember. And on good days, I can even read what I've scribbled.
I'm a fan of being bored, of daydreaming, of letting my mind wander. I'm a believer in doing nothing. Being bored gets a bad name. Being bored is not the same as finding something boring. It's not the same as being boring. Or affecting a snobbish boorish bored demeanor. And certainly not anything like cultivating an air of ennui. That takes too much effort.
Think magically bored, wonderfully bored. For me, it's letting my mind be at rest. It doesn't have to be while running. The same state can occur while walking down a crowded Santa Monica boardwalk, or by oneself in a forest, or through a noisy museum, or while sitting in a café, or leaning against a lamppost waiting for no one. As long as you allow your mind to wander without purpose and let your thoughts explode.
Posted: 11/14/2014 4:19 pm EST HuffingtonPostBooks
At the center of Ann Lewis Hamilton's debut novel, Expecting
, is the serious issue of infertility. Surrounding this seriousness, Hamilton skillfully layers funny, slightly absurd, completely plausible events that create a twisted modern tale of family.
Hamilton is an accomplished, writer with a long resume of TV and film credits that include, among others, Haven, The Dead Zone, Grey's Anatomy, Saved, Providence, Party of Five
, and thirtysomething
. She has won awards and been nominated for others, so, I asked her, why turn to writing a novel?
"I love writing for TV," Hamilton said. "When it works well, it's this fabulous collaborative environment. If you're stuck, you can run down the hallway and people will help you fix it. At the same time you have a lot of notes and a lot of other people to please. Writing a novel, on the other hand, is a lonely, solitary endeavor."
Hamilton says she found herself talking to herself. A lot. And loudly. She may have freaked out her dog. She definitely freaked out her daughter. "There's something crazed about writing a book. But there's no network interference and there's no one telling you what to do," she added. "And I'll do it again."
Under the best circumstances, the difficulties and challenges of getting pregnant can put a good relationship in peril. For Alan and Laurie, the couple at the center of Expecting, unexpected challenges create unexpected responses. Having had two miscarriages, Laurie and Alan are unsure if they will ever be able to have a child of their own. They visit a fertility clinic where an arrogant doctor promises them a baby. Ignoring the brutish, ill-mannered physician, they go ahead with a fertility treatment. After all, they want a child. On the scheduled day, Alan rushes his sperm over to be inseminated in Laurie.
All is good and Alan and Laurie become optimistic that they will finally become parents. That's when the clinic calls to let the happy couple know that a disgruntled clinic worker switched Alan's sperm with that of Donor #296. Yes, Laurie is pregnant and the pregnancy has taken. It's just not Alan's baby. His sperm, they are told, was tracked down to a dumpster--which pretty much sums up how Alan feels about his role as father to this baby. He's been tossed out with the trash.
With her history of miscarriages, Laurie has no intention of ending this pregnancy and trying again with Alan's sperm. While Alan is truly crazy about Laurie, he is mostly in shock and remains disconnected from this pregnancy, unable to get past being left out of his child's gene pool. He responds to it with his own version of a breakdown. But even when Alan behaves badly, Hamilton makes sure he remains a sympathetic character.
Things quickly become increasingly tense and bizarrely funny as Laurie tracks down and befriends Donor #296, Jack, a directionless UCLA student who can't figure out a major and who sold his sperm to pay off a fraternity debt. Jack's response is to man-up, and rise to the occasion, which only adds to the absurd comedy, as he's not needed. Still, as he embraces his imagined and real version of fatherhood, he finally grows up. Like his sperm inside Laurie, Jack comes of age in Expecting.
And while Alan remains ambivalent about his role as father to Laurie's child, every other person who is remotely connected to Jack or Laurie or Alan instantly claims their special relationship with this child to be, making Expecting even more pleasantly absurd.
"One of the things I loved about writing Expecting is that it's a debate what you would do if you were the mom or the dad or the donor," Hamilton said. "There are so many places where the characters could say no, but they don't."
It wasn't inevitable that Hamilton became a writer, but she does claim to have been raised in a house filled with typewriters in a town where her grandfather was the editor of the local newspaper, her father a reporter, and her mother the society page writer. Her goal growing up her goal was to write and draw for MAD magazine.
Moving forward, Hamilton is working on a novel about a woman whose mother dies, "But funny," she said. "I want to look at what it's like to lose a mother in an odd, unpredictable way."
Her enthusiasm for all forms and all genres is infectious. "One of the things that I love about being a writer," she said, "is that the older you get the better you get."
Which is why, I can't wait for her next novel.
At 10 a.m. on Veterans Day, shopping malls and retail stores across the United States will open their doors to eager shoppers who will be using their the day off from work to track down Veterans Day discounts offered to honor those who have served honorably in our nation's military branches.
On the same morning, at precisely 11 a.m., in a ceremony at Arlington National Cemetery, a wreath will be placed on the Tomb of the Unknowns to honor those same veterans. Originally observed to commemorate the end of World War I and the signing of the Armistice on the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month of 1918, Veterans Day evolved to honor all our military veterans.
AThe expansion of the holiday was made necessary because World War I, the war to end all wars, wasn't. Given the technological advances of modern weapons, it is almost certain that the next war to end all wars will most likely end everything else, too.
So, until we either end wars, or wars end us, the U.S. will continue to have a large and powerful military. Yet, for all its size and power and cost, it has become far too isolated from most communities. Our wars have become invisible, fought by a tiny percentage of our population, who come from a shrinking demographic, and who are stationed at fewer bases in fewer areas of our nation. We are not safer, nor are our elected leaders less likely to send our military into wars of choice, just because we don't see them.
What happens to the men and women in uniform is all of our responsibility. They go where they are asked (told really), sent by leaders we elect and funded by dollars we contribute. Even if we are wary of their missions, even if we oppose their drain on our national budget, we must never avoid them.
Military men and women should be visible everywhere, military bases should be part of every community. We should all interact with military families. High school students and their families should not have the option to opt out of receiving mail from our nation's military branches. It's simply too easy for too many of us to ignore the reality of our military and those who sign up to serve.
We should be having an open and ongoing debate about the role of our military and not the drone of sound bites we substitute for substance. The very troubling number of suicides among those who have served, the loss of family members, the shameful staggering statistic of homeless veterans (two words that should never, ever be linked), the ongoing medical challenges, the toll that deployment takes on military families back home -- we all share the responsibility to address these issues.
Parades for Veterans Day and Memorial Day, sales at the mall, and antiwar protests should not be the only times we think about our military.
Accepting the fact that we have a military is not an endorsement of war, it is an endorsement of reality. And it's also the only way to avoid the reckless use of our military. And isn't that the best way to honor the men and women who serve?
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Posted: 08/29/2014 2:41 pm EDT
I met Peter Mehlman, known for his work as a writer and executive producer of theSeinfeld
show, at a Santa Monica coffee shop to talk about writing, being funny, and his debut novel, It Won't Always Be This Great
(September 2014, Bancroft Press).
Mehlman, who fed the Seinfeld
cast such lines as "Yada Yada" "spongeworthy," "shrinkage," and "double-dipping," said he was "still feeling a good endorphin rush" from his basketball game the night before.
Set in the crushing complacency of suburbia, It Won't Always Be This Great
is narrated by an unnamed Long Island podiatrist who commits an accidental act of vandalism that shakes him, albeit temporarily, out of his sleepwalking existence. Overflowing with humorous, strange, and insightful social observations, the novel is told with Mehlman's particular sensibility.
The unnamed podiatrist reveals the details and secrets of his story to a friend in a coma, which places the narrator in that wonderful middle ground between telling and not telling. Despite his friend's comatose state, the narrator chooses, on a few occasions, to withhold information because he thinks it's too personal. "It's a slight cheat on my part," Mehlman said, "because it allows the narrator to be conversational." Still, it does create an intimate bond between reader and narrator.
In a refreshing twist, Mehlman created a narrator who still loves and respects his wife, Alyse. Even after 24 years, he's still trying to impress her. "You never hear a story about a marriage that works," he said, "that a guy is happy to be in." And Alyse has a cool edge to her. She's more perceptive, maybe smarter than her husband, but less grounded. Meaning she's a fully developed character, not some trophy wife. "It's so easy to have them at war with each other, to have that quiet hatred," Mehlman said, before adding, "But who's going to do that better than Updike, anyway?"
There's a wonderful moment in the novel where the narrator is at a stoplight and his wife is asleep in the seat next to him. He looks at her and sees a little drool on her cheek and he feels good about the drool. While the narrator may spend much of his life sleepwalking through it, he is fully engaged in his relationship with Alyse, and you can't help but like him for that.
I wondered why Mehlman would turn to writing a novel, given all his success with TV writing. "I just like the actual work," he said. "You want the actual work to be something you love because the second you send it out it's devalued by like 50 percent. It's like driving a new car of the lot, it looses its value immediately."
On the challenges and strategies of writing funny, Mehlman said, "I think it helps to have a certain awareness of wanting to be funny. One great things about Seinfeld was that I became very aware of the seemingly meaningless little thoughts that float through my head. And they're funny. And they end up being universal." He went on the say that the word joke hardly ever came up at Seinfeld and that funny was organic to the show.
"There are very few totally original thoughts," Mehlman continued. "If your New Year's resolution was to have one original thought, it would be difficult. Most thoughts have been thought before. It's just a matter of who can capture them and put them into words. It's a race."
The novel didn't have a title the whole time Mehlman was writing it. After he was done, he heard George Harrison singing All Things Must Pass with the line, "It's not always going to be this grey". And with his apologies to George Harrison, Mehlman came up with It Won't Always Be This Great. He says the title doesn't exactly pertain to the book, it's more a feeling that captured the whole rather than any of the parts.
Some of that feeling can be felt near the end of the novel when the narrator and his family are taking a drive through their neighborhood. There's this sense that inside the car everything is good and that they are all, for a moment, a united front against the craziness. It's clear that this is temporary and that they will all soon leave the safety of the car and rejoin the world of crazies. But for a moment things are that great.
When I asked Mehlman about his approach to writing, he said "I don't think you can spend enough time deciding on the exact wording of your sentences. Sentence structure is everything. When Fran Lebowitz's first book came out, what made it so funny was the perfect English."
He went on to talk about using grammar and using as few words as possible, and how throwing in an extra word can ruin a line. "If I have a sentence that I think is going to be funny, and its starts off in nine words, I start thinking, isn't there any way I can cut it by a third, just to get the line out faster."
"I have very little advice about writing, but one of the few I have is that you have to put out a tremendous amount of effort to make it look effortless. That's the most important thing to me. It has to look like you didn't put much effort into a joke because if it shows effort it's a problem. If it shows too much effort it's failed."
By that measure, It Won't Always Be This Great
doesn't seem to have taken any effort at all.See all of Peter Mehlman's work at http://pmehlman.com .Follow Elan Barnehama on Twitter: www.twitter.com/ElanBarnehama
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forthmagazine.com August 14, 2014
In Renee Swindle’s breezy third novel, A Pinch of Oooh La La
(August 5th/ Penguin-Random House) narrator Abbey Lincoln Ross, discovers that her artist boyfriend is having multiple affairs while watching a documentary about him at a film festival. After suffering this spectacular public humiliation, Abbey pours all of all her energy into her Oakland bakery.
The novel, though, is never bitter. A Pinch of Oooh La La
is full of sweets and treats and a band of folks who improvise and adapt as they seek the right ingredients for love. And there’s plenty of funny. “I love the mix of drama and humor,” Swindle said. “Sort of like a Breaking Bad. My last novel was about an alcoholic and when people said they laughed and cried—that was the best.”
Baking is the perfect metaphor for Abbey’s life as the novel begins. Bakers are in control. They understand that with the right ingredients, combined in precise measurements and a specific order, you get delicious. Abbey is in search of the right recipe for love but, as Swindle said, “there’s no formula when it comes to love.” Which is why Swindle gets Abby out of the kitchen and sets her on a quest for love.
As Swindle told me about her own recipe for writing novels she was sitting in her Oakland kitchen where she recently conquered her own fear of baking. She had a piece of her own cornbread in front of her. And, there was talk of making scones.
“I get one idea at a time and just start writing. I usually get to page fifty and then start over again. When I get to page 100 I do the same thing until I have a full draft. I’m not good at outlines,” she said. “All those starts and stops help me figure out what the hell I’m doing. On this novel, though, after I wrote enough pages my editor made me write a synopsis. That was helpful because it helped me keep the story contained.“
And then there’s all that jazz that, along with baking, becomes a backdrop for Abbey’s journey. The music comes in the form of Abbey’s musician father Lincoln who has many children with many partners. In Lincoln, Swindle created a refreshing alternative to the absentee dad as he brings his very extended family together. Instead of the usual loathing that most couples that once loved each other so quickly embrace, Swindle’s characters embrace each other and extend the definition of family. Unlike baking, jazz allows, insists upon, improvising. “Abbey,” Swindle said, “is very nurturing and she has to figure out when to give and when to not give of herself. She has to let go of her recipe.”A Pinch of Oooh La La is set in Oakland, which Swindle describes as her “funky little city.” And while she love’s the Oakland vibe, the city has more to offer as a backdrop. “I wanted to set my novel in the world that I see around me everyday. Oakland is racially mixed, socially diverse, vibrant community. It’s the world that doesn’t always get portrayed in fiction but it’s the world so many of us live in.”
Swindle feels drawn to dialogue. “Some writers a great at setting. I love to write dialogue,” she said. “I like listening to how people speak and how they put their sentences together. Which is often funny.”Swindle’s advice to new writers
: “Get used to sitting with yourself and playing around everyday so you get the groove of discipline. Cause if you want to write a novel
you’re going to need that. To be with a book more than not. Like running, start out slow and let it build. Be nice to yourself you.”
readers will undoubtedly feel compelled to head for the kitchen to get their bake on. Or, like me, visit their favorite bakery. I suggest not resisting.
Renee Swindle will be reading from A Pinch of Oooh La La
on Sunday, September 21st at 6:00pm at The Hotel Cafe
1623 1/2 N Cahuenga Blvd.
Hollywood, CA 90028. More info @ www.TongueandGrooveLA.com
See you there.
Renee Swindle’s first novel, Please Please Please, was an Essence Magazine/Blackboard bestseller. Shake Down The Stars was a Blogger’s Recommend Top Pick. Renee earned her BA from UC Irvine and her MFA from San Diego State University. More info http://www.reneeswindlebooks.com
I sat down with Richard Kramer, the Emmy and multiple Peabody award-winning writer, in his North Hollywood home to talk about writing his intimate debut novel, These Things Happen.
Sixty-something Kramer is not your typical first time novelist. During his senior year in college he sent a story to The New Yorker
, using it as a resume to land a job writing for their Talk of the Town
column. A few months later, William Shawn, The New Yorker’s
legendary editor, called Richard on his dorm room phone (yes dorm rooms once had landlines) and said that The New Yorker
would not be offering Kramer a writing position, but asked if Kramer would be willing to let the magazine purchase and publish his story. An unfiltered Kramer responded, “Fuck! Are you kidding?”
After his next seven stories were rejected, Kramer spent a few decades “doing other stuff” before returning to fiction and writing These Things Happen
. Here’s the thing: most people would call that “other stuff” a brilliant career.
During those “in between years” as Kramer calls them, he wrote, produced, edited, and directed some groundbreaking television shows like thirtysomething, My So-Called Life, Once and Again,
and the Tales of the City
miniseries. He also worked on some bad shows, because, as he put it, “You have to make a living, and at the start every show looks good.”
Despite receiving awards, television writing was deemed insignificant, Kramer recalled.
“No one wanted to write for television when I started. It was beneath consideration. Writer snobbism. But now, that’s no longer the case as television is now culturally interesting, and culturally significant. People study TV and write about it, so now everyone wants to do it.”
But a few years ago, Kramer says he just started writing without a plan. He filled some pages, and then more pages, with several different voices, inspired by people he had encountered over time. “I didn’t know I was writing a book at first, and then I had a bunch of pages and those voices, they became more pages until finally the pages shouted at me, ‘You fool! Can’t you see we’re a book? And could you possibly put out some snacks?’”
Eventually those pages and voices became These Things Happen, a novel set in Manhattan among a group of mostly successful, highly accomplished adults who are not even slightly self-conscious about their own self-importance. Within this group, tenth graders and long time close friends, Wes and Theo, attempt to seek answers about their own identity. Sharp kids that they are, they know that one can’t obtain answers without asking the right questions. So Theo enlists Wesley’s help in finding answers to two simple specific questions, that not only apply to every character in the book, but also to every reader: When did you know who you are? Would you choose your life?
These Things Happen becomes a story about what happens when we are forced to address assumptions we’ve made about ourselves and about those close to us. The results can be disappointing and ugly, but it’s the stuff that growth is made of—it’s how we find the truth about ourselves. How we become comfortable with who are.
In the novel, Wesley, has two sets of parents: his mom, Lola, a book editor and her doctor husband, Ben, and his father, Kenny, sought after gay lawyer/activist and his partner, George, a restaurant owner. These Things Happen opens with Wesley’s mother Lola having sent him to live temporarily with Ken and George so that he can get to know his rather elusive dad. Lola knows that Wesley will ultimately be disappointed with his father, but she isn’t seeking to put a wedge between Ken and Wes. She knows that they will have to work through the disappointment—that it’s important for Wesley to get to know his father. The alternative, attempting to shield him from disappointment, is never useful.
“Disappointment, unhappiness, they are part of life, part of living, part of participating in life. Can someone be protected?” Kramer reflected. “Lola is free to protect her son. In fact that comes out in a very unpleasant way later in the book. The novel comes from having lived and written for several decades, from having reflected on things I’ve seen and experienced, from a lifetime of observations.”
What makes this novel stunning is the disarmingly raw manner in which the unpleasantness is dealt with and the trustworthiness of each narrative voice.
“Voice is hard to teach. It’s something a reader must trust. It’s the spiritual experience of reading.”
I suggested that maybe Kramer’s television writing made his decision to use many voices a natural choice. The process turned out to be more organic, more authentic. He said the writing took that direction on its own.
On the differences between writing a script and a novel, Kramer said, “The goal of a script is to create the least amount of anxiety for the most people. In a novel, you want to create the greatest anxiety. With a novel, you’re the parent. And you’re responsible for the well being. All of it . . . With a script, you’re a babysitter. You get to go home at the end of the day.”
For the final third of the novel, Kramer asks the reader to shift points of view as he turns to a third person narrative. He says that this shift was unplanned, that it just seemed and allows the reader to view these final scenes unrestricted by any of the character’s lenses. So, when Wesley and George are up on the roof, late at night, during the final scene, the reader can watch and listen from anywhere.
I asked Kramer if he had any advice for new writers. He said, “Don’t think about it. Just write. It’s not about planning. Be uncritical of yourself. That’s how you find thoughts that are worthy of being captured. Don’t be too conscious while you’re in the process of composing a book. It gets in your way. You have to work from instinct, which is hard because it’s a state of not knowing.”
These Things Happen has been picked up by HBO and HARPO Films for development into a half hour comedy TV series. Richard Kramer is currently writing the pilot.
posted on June 26, 2014
Jacob M. Appel is the author of the novels, The Man Who Wouldn’t Stand Up
, and The Biology of Luck
His recent publications are Phoning Home (
May 2014), a collection of essays informed by his advanced degrees in medicine, law, and ethics, and a story collection, Scouting for the Reaper
(February 2014), which won the Hudson Prize. His prose has won numerous prizes and awards and has appeared in more than two hundred journals and he’s been short-listed for the O. Henry Award (2001), Best American Short Stories (2007, 2008), Best American Nonrequired Reading (2007, 2008), and the Pushcart Prize anthology (2005, 2006, 2011). He practices psychiatry in New York City and is a licensed New York City sightseeing guide. More at www.jacobmappel.com
Here’s my interview with Jacob Appel on writing and his novel The Biology of Luck.
Elan: What was your inspiration for writing The Biology of Luck?Jacob: All of my life, I’ve enjoyed watching beautiful women on bicycles and fantasizing about their lives. Who doesn’t? Only in this case, my fantasy got out of hand, so I passed it along to a character who could write about these fantasies more effectively For the record, Larry Bloom is nothing like me, except that we’re both licensed sightseeing guides. And Starshine is not based upon a real person. Let me spell that out: If you’re a woman I know socially, perhaps someone I dated in high school or college, and you believe you were the inspiration for Starshine, I assure you that you are not.Elan: So, Larry Bloom is not you. How much of yourself and the people you know are in your characters, in your story?Jacob: Much less than one might imagine. I write about people I’d like to meet, rather than people I already know.Elan: Why do you think – and I’m asking both the psychiatrist and the writer – that readers want to assign authors and other real people to characters to fiction? I find that few readers believe writers who deny the connection.Jacob: Writers are not to be trusted. Especially fiction writers. We make things up for a living. So readers are probably wise to dismiss our denials. That being said, people have a knack for thinking of themselves as more important than they actually are. This is a form of healthy narcissism, but it can lead to projective identification. What that basically means is that most people who know an author want to see themselves in that author’s work. That’s why it’s probably wise not to socialize with authors. Actors and politicians get invited to better parties anyway….Elan: Your main character, Larry Bloom, leads us on a around New York City one single June day. Some readers will be inclined to hear and echo of Joyce’s Ulysses – and a nod to Homer’s Odyssey. But the novel quickly becomes Larry Bloom and Starshine’s story—a wonderfully odd and funny and observant love story. And you’ve structured the novel so that it is Larry Bloom telling the story in his novel within your novel. Can you talk about connections between The Biology of Luck and Joyce? *And, what made you choose to structure the novel this way?Jacob: I’ve always been awed by Ulysses. I took a brilliant class with Professor Daniel O’Day over the summer at Columbia more than twenty years ago, and he got me hooked (my mother, incidentally, wrote a thesis on Joyce’s eyesight). I am pleased to say there are at least one hundred references to various aspects of Ulysses in The Biology of Luck, but I’m not willing to divulge them. I leave those to the critic. (Although I should note that the ending of my novel makes more sense if you read the last page of Joyce’s novel.) I probably should make a list at some point, so I don’t start forgetting them.Elan: I love the title. How did you come to it?’Jacob: I’d like to say it “just came to me” but it’s actually inspired by a complex combination of genetics and good fortune.Elan: In what ways does your work as a psychiatrist change or influence you when you write fiction? And is the reverse true?Jacob: I spend all day hearing amazing stories, and medical confidentiality prevents me from sharing them with anyone. I suppose that drives me to be more imaginative in my fiction — I challenge myself to create lives more unusual than the ones lived by my patients, which often isn’t easy. At the same time, I sincerely believe that being a writer makes one a better physician. A late mentor of mine, Professor Edward Beiser of Brown University, used to tell his bioethics classes, “I wouldn’t want a doctor who hadn’t read and understood Macbeth.” What he meant was that it’s easier to understand human nature as reflected in literature than to recognize it in life, and yet one needs to understand human nature — Macbeth’s ambition, Lady Macbeth’s guilt, etc. — in order to connect with and help patients.Elan: With all you do, what made you want to writer fiction, and novels in particular?Jacob: I’ve always wanted to be a writer. I know that sounds cliche, but it’s true — I can remember being three or four years old, even before I was able to read, and listening to my grandmother read aloud to me and thinking that I wanted to write books someday. In contrast, I never wanted to become a doctor. In third grade, we had to choose a future career, and my career was “Not a Doctor”; I even made a “Not a Doctor” poster. I didn’t go to medical school until after I’d exhausted all other options. It turns out that I actually enjoy being a doctor. Very much. Although I’m a psychiatrist and some of the cynics among your readers may be thinking, “He’s a shrink! He’s not a real doctor.” Of course, others of your readers may be thinking, “He’s not a real writer!”Elan: Going back to your Grandmother reading to you – I think this is the power of voice in interacting with the world. I think that children ask to hear books over and over because they are assured by the reader’s, in your case your Grandmother’s, actual voice. How do you define voice?Jacob: My grandmother read to me from about the age of two through the age of seven or eight, every night, from books I only vaguely understood. She read Robinson Crusoe, Mary Poppins, The Collected Works of Jules Verne, but also Middlemarch, My Antonia, The History of the Peloponnesian War by Thucydides and a number of classic volumes on the anthropology and ecology of sub-Sahara Africa. So I absorbed the great writers of western civilization through the voice of an elderly Jewish mathematician. I now understand she skipped the sex scenes and inserts milder expressions for profanity, but I must have absorbed the gist of the works, some glimmer of meanings that still last with me, because I’ll occasionally read a classic “I haven’t read before” and I’ll realize it was read to me in toddlerhood.Voice, I tell my students, is what separates Philip Larkin from the mass of other ill-tempered English librarians drinking in the afternoon and leching after teenage girls.Elan: Who are some of your favorite authors and are there particular reasons why you’re drawn to them either individually, or a group?Jacob: There are two sets of authors I admire. The first are my former students and mentees who are starting to carve out names for themselves in the literary world. CJ Hauser, who I taught at the Gotham Writers’ Workshop years ago, just came out with a brilliant novel, The From-Aways. Go buy it! Brigit Kelly Young and Chanan Tigay are names to look out for.Among the more established living writers I admire are Kevin Brockmeier, Dan Chaon, Elizabeth Graver, and Chris Adrian. All push the creative envelope. And then there is the genius of Karen Russell. I have quite unrealistic fantasies of marrying her and playing house husband while she transforms western literature. If you’re friends with Karen and you’re reading this, now is your chance to introduce us and make history…. Of course, she might already be married, in which case you should leave me to my private dreams, because they don’t hurt anybody.Elan: What do people close to you think about your writing?Jacob: I come from a long line of sober, responsible people. My father was a physician; my mother’s father was a physician; my mother’s mother was a mathematician; my mother was a biochemist; my brother is an intellectual property attorney. Dreaming up stories is not at the core of the family tradition. So let’s just say they stand somewhere between amused and befuddled — which I suppose makes them bemused.“Rosie” (to whom The Biology of Luck is dedicated) has been my closest friend for more than two decades and is the person most supportive of my writing. She is also, for the record, not the inspiration for Starshine.Some of my colleagues at the hospital are under the delusion that I’m a far more prominent writer than I actually am. I do nothing to dispel this belief.Elan: You’ve written and published in many genres. Do you have any suggestions for writers starting out?Jacob: Be relentless. Writing a good story or novel is necessary (or should be), but is not sufficient. There are a remarkable number of wonderful stories and novels on the market. You also have be to a full-time advocate, publicist and champion of your work. It also helps to be heir to a banking fortune — in fact, I highly recommend that. But if you’re not heir to a banking fortune, and I am not, then you have to submit your work relentlessly. In medicine, we warn patients, “Don’t die on one doctor’s opinion”; in writing, you shouldn’t let your story or novel die on one editor’s opinion, or even the rejection of one hundred journals or agents. I’ve acquired 21,000 rejection letters and counting. That is not a typo. So wear your rejections like badges of honor. Just don’t wear them all at once, because that can be a fire hazard. Check out www.literaryrejectionsondisplay.com for the fellowship of other rejects. And keep writing. Oh, and the other thing beginning writers should do is buy my books. In large quantities. (reposted in HuffingtonPost Books)
Posted: 04/23/2014 5:33 pm EDT Last February, a short time after I traded New England winter for Los Angeles winter, I responded to a posting by Trade School LA (TSLA) seeking teachers willing to offer classes for barter by offering to teach a writing workshop on Flash Fiction. Trade School LA is part of an international network of 50 self-organized barter for knowledge chapters. But I didn't really get it until I spoke with Leanne Pedante who started LA's Trade School chapter and organized May's inaugural slate of classes.
Leanne explained to me that TSLA teachers offer classes in exchange for one of their list of barter items. Students sign up for classes and pick one of the barter requests to bring to the class. Even over the phone, I found Leanne's conviction that TSLA would fill a void for the many adults eager to learn new things without going into debt genuine. The Trade School community, she pointed out, is part of a growing barter and time-bank movement.
But it was Leanne's infectious enthusiasm for TSLA's ability to create community jumping out of my phone that made want to be a part of TSLA. Big city, small community. I've traded classes for grades at colleges and I like teaching. But the opportunity to teach as part of a community was and instant draw for me. I don't know who signed up for my class, but I know that we share the belief that community matters. To paraphrase Grace Paley, a community might not be changed by talking to one person at a time, but it can be known.
As it turned out, the hardest part for me was figuring out what to ask for in exchange for teaching my Flash Fiction writing workshop. That wasn't a surprise for family and friends who know that I don't celebrate my birthday. So I cheated. I looked at what other teachers around the globe had asked for and picked a few of theirs. The community came to my rescue!
Since TSLA doesn't own a 'school', classrooms are offered throughout the area. I get to teach at Spirit Art Studio in Silverlake. Other spaces are hosted by HM157 art collective in Lincoln Heights, Chin's Push art gallery in Highland Park, on a patio behind Kaldi Coffee in Atwater Village, in the backyard of Paniolo Productions in Palms, at the reDiscover Center in Santa Monica, in parks, and in people's home studios and living rooms.
To learn more about Trade School L.A., visit their website where you can register for classes and learn more about the Trade School model of community learning.
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Posted: 04/15/2014 5:15 pm EDT
This year for Pesach, for Passover, I find myself in Southern California for the retelling of an Exodus story that celebrates renewal, promotes the do over, praises reinvention. In my travels around the cities near dessert and along the water's edge I have found so many people who came to this land seeking those same freedom to reinvent themselves and restarts their lives.
When the Jewish people entered Egypt, they were only Jacob's family and things were good so they stayed for a while and added and multiplied. Soon, they became a people. This was followed by a series of unfortunate events caused them to cry out for a change. Exodus tells us that God offered Moses the job of getting the Jews out of Egypt. Moses was a risk taker. So much so that he declined the offer. Saying no to God didn't usually go well in the Bible, but he made it work for him. Eventually, Moses took the job and whoever was bold enough, had had enough, or was willing to risk enough, followed him out of Egypt. With the Red Sea in their rearview mirror, the journey became one of renewal and the opportunity for a Do Over. This nation of slaves wandered the desert until they became a free people.
The Angelino histories, the SoCal family stories I've heard are about a rugged, adventurous folks who were passed over elsewhere and came here to join a community of risk takers seeking to remake, to reinvent themselves. They would rather go big and fail than stay home. I am told that Los Angeles County is a place where it's okay to fail. I plan to test that assertion.
Numerous studies warn that the U.S. is trending toward becoming a risk-averse people. This is disturbing, but hardly shocking. And while I'm not sure there was ever a time in our history that this trend would not be troubling, I am certain that there could not be a worse moment for this trend to take hold. Any setting that discourages risk taking will not cultivate talent. And, the need for talent has never been greater -- that is not hyperbole, but a cry heard from every sector of society.
Rather than embrace risk, we stigmatize mistakes -- even those that were based on sound practices. Instead, we must see failure as a slice of success. We must once again embrace risk as a catalyst for innovation, insight, creative problem solving, change. And maybe even a bit of happiness. Surely we could use a bit of that right now.
Like the Jewish people who wandered the desert without a GPS, we don't ever really know where we are going till we arrive. So let's make up with risk, give it a hug, and embrace it as part of the journey. On this holiday that celebrates the journey to reinvention, I raise my glass to SoCal's default setting of risk taking.
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