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'Barkskins' Means Some Barked Shins

2/26/2021

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A WRITER'S WIT
The English tradition offers the great tapestry novel, where you have the emotional aspect of a detective's personal life, the circumstances of the crime and, most important, the atmosphere of the English countryside that functions as another character.
​Elizabeth George
Author of The Punishment She Deserves
Born February 26, 1949
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Proulx, Annie. Barkskins: A Novel. New York: Scribner, 2016.

How does one begin to talk about such a magnificent saga of more than seven hundred pages? Start big. Barkskins (a name for tree choppers) features multiple generations of two French Canadian families: the Sels and the Duquets (later to become the Dukes), as well as the Indians (Mi’kmaw) with whom they intermarry. The family then embark on the timber business. Early in the novel, Proulx informs readers where she’s headed (an exposé of the timber industry’s evil effects), albeit in a subtle manner: “With a pointed stone, he [young René Sel] marked the haft with his initial R. As he cut, the wildness of the world receded, the vast invisible web of filaments that connected human life to animals, trees to flesh and bones to grass shivered as each tree fell and one by one the web strands snapped” (12). This invisible web connecting all life to the fate of trees across our vast globe is what Proulx limns for us, as well as what happens when greed and myopia control such an influential industry (for a certain period, until all the old growth trees are gone).
 
Proulx does a number of things to make reading this novel a pleasure (I read it aloud to my partner over a period of weeks). In terms of structure, she divides the novel into ten major parts, mostly by broad time periods of twenty-five to seventy years. Within each part she numbers continuous chapters (seventy), each with a telling chapter title—making it possible to digest the novel in small parts. Second, no matter how short appearance a character may make, Proulx creates three-dimensional people readers can relate to. Birth and death are near daily events she treats with objective indifference: “He was no riverman. Before he could collect his season’s pay, he drowned below Wolf Falls and, like countless other fathers, slipped into the past” (277). Last, Proulx conveys verisimilitude. She has thoroughly researched relevant geography, relevant history, relevant information about the timber industry from its earliest days in Canada and New England to modern efforts to “farm” timber, i.e. plant trees for future generations. Perhaps, most of all, Proulx makes us love trees, their forests, both extinct and living: all their possible uses besides building building building. Without stooping to didactic methods, she makes us love these leafy beasts, forces us to see how important they have always been and continue to be to the survival of the world. 

NEXT FRIDAY: My Book World | J. M. Coetzee's Diary of a Bad Year
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A Writer's Wit: Severa Sarduy

2/25/2021

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I write only in order to make myself well. I write in an attempt to become normal, to be like everybody else, even though it's obvious I am not. I am a neurotic creature, a prey to phobias, burdened with obsessions and anxieties. And instead of going to a psychoanalyst or committing suicide or abandoning myself to drink and drugs, I write. That's my therapy.
​Severa Sarduy
Author of Beach Birds
Born February 25, 1937
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TOMORROW: My Book World | Annie Proulx's Barkskins
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A Writer's Wit: George Moore

2/24/2021

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The wrong way always seems the more reasonable.
​George Moore
Author of Hail and Farewell
Born February 24, 1852
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FRIDAY: My Book World | Annie Proulx's Barkskins
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A Writer's Wit: W. E. B. Du Bois

2/23/2021

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Education is that whole system of human training within and without the school house walls, which molds and develops men.
​W. E. B. Du Bois
Author of Black Reconstruction in America, 1860-1880
Born February 23, 1868
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FRIDAY: My Book World | Annie Proulx's Barkskins
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Inside Martin Amis's Story

2/19/2021

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A WRITER'S WIT
I did not lose myself all at once. I rubbed out my face over the years washing away my pain, the same way carvings on stone are worn down by water.
​Amy Tan
Author of The Joy Luck Club
Born February 19, 1952
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​Amis, Martin. Inside Story—How to Write: A Novel. New York: Knopf, 2020.

I believe this novel falls under the category of metafiction (Google: fiction in which the author self-consciously alludes to the artificiality or literariness of a work by parodying or departing from novelistic conventions). Martin or Mart becomes a character in his own work (à la Christopher Isherwood and others). His self-consciousness revolves around the writing of his own fiction, that of Saul Bellow, and others. As the customary disclaimer in the front matter states, “Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance . . . is entirely coincidental.” But how coincidental is it when “Martin” or “Mart” spends much of the book citing characters with real names, people like his father, author Kingsley Amis, people like longtime friend Christopher Hitchens, as well as other famous (Iris Murdoch) and not-so figures?
 
Amis begins and ends (“Preludial” and “Postludial”) the novel by addressing his readers directly, that he is about to give us tips concerning writing techniques. And he does: such advice is scattered throughout the (did I say?) novel, as if indeed, it is a how-to book and not a work of fiction. I like it. It’s odd, but I like it. You can’t help but believe he is digging down deep to reveal what has worked for him and speaks so authoritatively about writing (and with more than twenty-five books under his belt why shouldn’t he?).
 
However, Amis spends the final 150 pages or so memorializing the life and death of essayist and intimate, Christopher Hitchens. They’re both about the same age. Both straight, both with families. Yet they are Platonic lovers. Martin greets Christopher and sometimes leaves him with a kiss. As his fans will know, veteran smoker Hitchens develops throat cancer, and much of this section takes place at Houston’s MD Anderson Cancer Center. Amis takes readers through every painful step he witnesses in Hitch’s treatment. All to no avail. The man who has always seemed to battle against life and death in equal measures finally succumbs. That is in 2011. Perhaps writing in a fictional mode about this death allows Amis to conceptualize the work differently than if it were in a nonfiction mode. It allows him to eulogize his friend without getting too sentimental about it.
 
And yet—true to the title’s promise—Amis, I believe, does offer the writer, especially the writer of novels, some sage advice. Oh, and before I list a few nuggets along these lines, I’d like to say I detest the excessive footnotes, particularly in a work of fiction. Is it a kind of laziness by which the author cannot manage to incorporate these ideas into the main text? Or is it a way of padding an already lengthy book and forcing readers to peruse longs passages in teensy weensy little print? Or is it a way of showing off, of augmenting an already verbose passage even more? At any rate, here are some passages about writing:

“So avoid or minimise any reference to the mechanics of making love—unless it advances our understanding of character or affective situation. All we usually need to know is how it went and what it meant. ‘Caress the detail,’ said Nabokov from the lectern. And it is excellent advice. But don’t do it when you’re writing about sex” (27).
 
Knopf typo: “obviouly” (221).
 
“Never use any phrase that bears the taint of the second-hand. All credit to whoever coined no-brainer and (I suppose) to whoever coined go ballistic and Marxism lite and you rock and eye-popping and jaw-dropping and double whammy and all the rest of them. Never do it—not even in conversation” (391).
 
The end of a sentence is a weighty occasion. The end of a paragraph is even weightier (as a general guide, aim to put its best sentence last). The end of chapter is seismic but also more pliant (either put its best paragraph last, or follow your inclination to adjourn with a light touch of the gavel). The end of a novel, you’ll be relieved to learn, is usually straightforward, because by then everything has been decided. And with any luck your closing words will feel preordained (394).
In his Inside Story Amis writes about so much more: Philip Larkin’s death, 9-1-1, crises in the Middle East, his life between the early 1980s through 45’s stint as president. Since the work is fiction can we believe “Mart” when he says this will be his last book? I hope not.

NEXT FRIDAY: My Book World | Annie Proulx's Barkskins
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A Writer's Wit: Toni Morrison

2/18/2021

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I don't think a female running a house is a problem, a broken family. It's perceived as one because of the notion that a head is a man.
​Toni Morrison
Author of Paradise
Born February 18, 1931
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TOMORROW: My Book World | Martin Amis's Inside Story
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A Writer's Wit: Dorothy Canfield Fisher

2/17/2021

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One of the many things nobody ever tells you about middle age is that it's such a nice change from being young.
​Dorothy Canfield Fisher
Author of The Squirrel-Cage
Born February 17, 1879
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FRIDAY: My Book World | Martin Amis's Inside Story
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A Writer's Wit: Richard Ford

2/16/2021

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Writing is the only thing I’ve ever done with persistence, except for being married.
​Richard Ford
Author of Rock Springs
Born February 16, 1944
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FRIDAY: My Book World | Martin Amis's Inside Story
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Langella: King of Dropped Names

2/12/2021

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A WRITER'S WIT
The best books come from someplace inside. You don't write because you want to, but because you have to.
​Judy Blume
Author of Forever
Born February 12, 1938
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Langella, Frank. Dropped Names: Famous Men and Women as I Knew Them. New York: Harper, 2013.
 
In Langella’s “Cast of Characters”—notable people he has known throughout his long acting career—he lists them in the order of their “disappearance” from the earth. The first personality is Marilyn Monroe, whom he “meets” in a fortuitous incident as a kid in which he exchanges waves with the woman as she enters a limousine. Further in to the book Langella describes his relationship with John F. Kennedy. This episode also begins his relationship with Paul and Bunny Mellon and their daughter whom he has met first by way of his youthful thespian activities in summer stock. Many of his acquaintances, like these, wash back and forth over one another until he ends his book by way of his long friendship with Bunny Mellon who lives to be 103. 
 
Langella is at turns generous and blunt about the talents of these people. With Rita Hayworth he can’t possibly heap the praise high enough. By his account, Bette Davis is an arrogant bitch. Raul Julia is a prince, almost a brother to Frank. Paul Newman is a so-so actor who can’t quite reach down deep enough in to himself to grab the stuff of which great acting is made.
 
The book is also one of confession. Langella, throughout his life, though retaining threads of friendship with hundreds of people, manages to let other relationships fall off. In a stunning chapter, one learns of Elizabeth Taylor’s deep insecurities, about living out her life alone. He tells of his own arrogance when he treats British actor Deborah Kerr dismissively over a long period of time—until it is too late.
 
If readers are to learn anything from Langella’s book it may be that no matter what road we take in life, we owe a debt of gratitude to those who have helped us along the way; it behooves us to help the sick and needy; and it pays to be kind and polite to nearly everyone, saving the stinging but measured remark for the few who may deserve it. The book is now over a decade old, but the content is timeless. 

NEXT FRIDAY: My Book World | Martin Amis's Inside Story

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A Writer's Wit: Sandra Tsing Loh

2/11/2021

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Some thirty years after graduation, I look at my Caltech classmates and conclude that math whizzes do not take over the world.
​Sandra Tsing Loh
Author of The Madwoman in the Volvo
Born February 11, 1962
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TOMORROW: My Book World | F. Langella's Dropped Names
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A Writer's Wit: Laura Dern

2/10/2021

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Stay true to your own voice, and don't worry about needing to be liked or what anybody else thinks. Keep your eyes on your own paper.
​Laura Dern
Actor in HBO's Big Little Lies
Born February 10, 1967
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FRIDAY: My Book World | Frank Langella's Dropped Names
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A Writer's Wit: J. M. Coetzee

2/9/2021

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The writers who have the deepest influence on one are those one reads in one's more impressionable, early life, and often it is the more youthful works of those writers that leave the deepest imprint.
​J. M. Coetzee
Author of Disgrace
Born February 9, 1940
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FRIDAY: My Book World | Frank Langella's Dropped Names
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Priest to His Writers: Max Perkins

2/5/2021

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A WRITER'S WIT
Worshiping the Devil is no more insane than worshiping God . . . It is precisely at the moment when positivism is at its high-water mark that mysticism stirs into life and the follies of occultism begin.
​Joris-Karl Huysmans
Author of Against Nature
Born February 5, 1848
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​Berg, A. Scott. Max Perkins: Editor of Genius. New York: Dutton, 1978.
 
As distinguished editor and later editor-in-chief and vice president for the famed Scribner’s and Sons, Maxwell E. Perkins was probably more of a priest than five out of ten clergy. Though a skeptical secularist, he was nonetheless a great humanitarian with regard to writers and his writers in particular. Unlike today, when writers can only access editors of the big publishing houses by way of an agent (transoms nailed shut for some time now), he would sit down with the majority of people who just showed up at the Scribner offices with manuscript in hand. He would read the MS right away and almost as fast, if he accepted it, would outline what the writer needed to do to shape the story into a workable novel. Author Berg cites writer after writer—from Fitzgerald, Hemingway, and Thomas Wolfe to others not as successful—who claim that without Perkins his or her book would not have been possible; indeed, entire careers would not have been possible. Smart people who knew their material would see what he was after right away and get the corrections (sometimes months later) back to him, and he would reward them both with his genuine affection and with more material concerns. F. Scott Fitzgerald, in particular, did not manage his money well. He and his wife lived lavishly when they had money and Scott would show up at Perkins’s door when they didn’t. Max would lend Scott money from Scribner’s. He would even provide loans from his personal funds. He was quite professorial in that he would take home a brief case full of MSS on the weekend and not only read them all but write perhaps a thirty-page letter to the author about what needed to be done. Essentially, though this book develops the family and friends of Max Perkins, it is mostly about the writers whom he edited. They became what we would call today extended family members: uncles to his children, he a father to his young writers like Tom Wolfe, brother-in-arms with hosts of writers, including females whom he championed in a manner that other editors did not (although he was also accused of being a misogynist). Though the book is certainly not a how-to, the reader might be able to pick up any number tips from Perkins’s brand of editing:

 
—Perkins takes fourteen of Hemingway’s stories and arranges them “to space the strongest pieces at the beginning, middle, and end, varying the rest of the contents by alternating stories of different qualities back to back” (109).
 
—Perkins, for Tom Wolfe, writes out a twelve-point prescription for revisions, suggestions such as, “Cut out references to previous books and to success,” “Intersperse jealousy and madness scenes with more scenes of dialogue with woman,” or “Fill in memory of childhood scenes much more fully with additional stories and dialogue” (237).
 
—About developing plot, Perkins says, “A deft man may toss his hat across the office and hang it on a hook if he just naturally does it, but he will always miss if he does it consciously. That is a ridiculous and extreme analogy, but there is something in it” (447).
 
Though this book came out in 1978 it still seems fresh, mostly because its subject’s life continues to shine as sort of beacon for all writers.

NEXT FRIDAY: My Book World | Frank Langella's Dropped Names
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A Writer's Wit: Nicolle Wallace

2/4/2021

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I was very much inspired by the things that I'd seen and done in politics, but I was also desperate for a complete departure from the reality of my political experience. It's Classified and my previous book Eighteen Acres are both works of fiction, but if they do seem realistic, it's by design.
​Nicolle Wallace
Author of Eighteen Acres
Born February 4, 1972
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TOMORROW: My Book World | S. Berg's Max Perkins: Editor of Genius
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A Writer's Wit: Gertrude Stein

2/3/2021

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It is funny that men who are supposed to be scientific cannot get themselves to realise the basic principle of physics, that action and reaction are equal and opposite, that when you persecute people you always rouse them to be strong and stronger.
​Gertrude Stein
Author of The Autobiography of Alice B. Toklas
Born February 3, 1874
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FRIDAY: My Book World | S. Berg's Max Perkins: Editor of Genius
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A Writer's Wit: James Joyce

2/2/2021

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The artist, like the god of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.
​James Joyce
Author of A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
Born February 2, 1882
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FRIDAY: My Book World | S. Berg's Max Perkins: Editor of Genius
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