Tuesday, August 14, 2007

I'm So Excited and I Just Can't Hide It

After chatting about Steve Almond's collection of fiction, I cosmically received a notice from my writer's collective asking if anyone would like to read with him, so I shot my hand into the air and whatya' know, I get to read with Steve, the man with the great last name, on September 20th at Modern Times Bookstore on Valencia in San Francisco at 7:00 PM. Super-de-duper. I'm going to read something very funky and fun, but don't know what yet. His new book is a collection of essays titled Not That You Asked.

Even better news is that my collection of short-short stories (under 2000 words) was a finalist for the Elixir Press Chapbook Awards. Got a great rejection letter with cool typos and the ink running out on their printer--i love stuff like that. The collection was called I'll Tell You That Story in a Minute. This is a line from one of the stories--called "Manx," a line I refuse to take out of the story, despite my writing group's advice. I think it's the best line in the story.

My teenager delaney took some great pics of me, so I'm going to post one or two.

What are you reading? I'm reading a collection of Richard Yates stories. If you're a writer, you have to read "The Builders" a story about being a writer. I read about him in the Writer's Chronicle and so I picked up his collected works. What I like about him is that he said that his work was autobiographical in nature, but not autobiography. That's a great way to answer the question, "Is this about you?"

I'm also reading How to Get Out of Debt, Stay Out of Debt, and Live Prosperously. We're not in debt, according to the book, but I could use some lessons in living prosperously.

Just finished Andre Dubus In the Bedroom. Absolutely cried reading almost every story. What a great storyteller. Two of his short stories have been made into independent films. "Killings" was made into the film "In the Bedroom." (Look let's just get it straight right now. I know how to edit this page, I just don't feel like it. I know titles of movies are italicized, but I hate searching out the button before and after. I'd rather type three sentences.) His longer work called We Don't Live Here Anymore was made into a great film with Mark Ruffalo (number one hottie). Rent them both, you won't be disappointed. Then read them or vice versa. These are stories that seem to go well both ways.


Peace Out

11 comments:

Busy all the time. said...

hey Jamey, it's Lindsey. I think I missed the original email wherein you announced your blog, but I got the link.

I took a summer workshop with a writer who was great friends with Dubus (and actually dating one of his daughters). Every single class turned into some sort of Andre lesson or story. That said, I haven't read much of his work but I should check more of it out, especially since I'm bored with the people I've been reading lately...

Ken Rodgers said...

Hey, Jamey, this is Ken. Nice job on your blog even if you won't do what you'd flunk your students for not doing. I don't know Dubus. Maybe I'll check him out after I finish reading Isaac Babel. I'm deep into his 1920 Diary now, which I am reading in anticipation of his short story compilation (taken from the diary), Red Cavalry. It's about the Kuban Cossack cavalry campaign in the 1920 Polish-Soviet Russian War--cryptic and terse, yet very revealing as to the hardships, brutality and humor of war.

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Jamey, you might enjoy this:
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Christopher Tilghman’s first person narrator in “Change of Address” is wise, sorrowing, and humorous as he looks back on his boyhood love for the young Hungarian nanny in his motherless house in Cambridge, Massachusetts, where his father was a teacher, and their life was one of formal, patrician privilege. The nanny vanished when the narrator was in college, leading him to search for reasons, a search that leads to his growing historical, social, and moral awareness. She has returned to Austria to get her parents out of Hungary following on the revolution. His older brother, Teddy, has long since left the house for an independent life in New York, but when the narrator tracks him down, Teddy crudely explains that he left because he was having sex with the nanny, and that their father had been jealous: “me screwing the girl my father wants to marry.” The narrator protests, “She didn’t stay in that house waiting for you to marry her, you sorry piece of shit, she stayed for me,” but he is somehow released by hearing this and that very night meets “the girl who will be his first wife” and loses his virginity. Tilghman ends with a fade out many years later, as the narrator relates outcomes: the nanny lives in Austria. Her husband is retired. She has grandchildren. The narrator can now imagine how marginal that time in America when “three males blindly vied for her favor” must seem to her. This elegantly told story stands alongside Tilghman’s earlier Ploughshares classic, “In A Father’s House.”

In “Republican,” Bret Antony Johnston returns to the setting and material of his highly praised first collection, Corpus Christi: Stories. Johnston’s hallmark is the combination of technical virtuosity with heart. An absent mother and grieving father drive this story of sixteen year old Jay’s coming of age. The father runs a pawn shop, where, despite their working class status, he has acquired a Fleetwood Cadillac on default, and Elvis Presley’s guitar, possessions that will figure in the story like Chekov’s famous gun over the fireplace. By story’s end, Jay has won the cook’s step-daughter, Melinda, having met her in the Texmex restaurant where they all worked, the cook is playing the guitar, and Melinda is wildly driving them in the Cadillac. Even more astonishing than this confluence, however, is the convertible roof, which Jay’s father had slashed in anger when Jay’s mother left, which Jay has neglected to repair, and which Jay’s father has repaired in secret. As the rain begins, Melinda raises the roof, and Jay recognizes his father’s “coded, sheltering lessons of sorrow.”

In “And We Will Be Here,” Paul Yoon writes from a female point of view that is tied to a remote Korean island, Cheju, during World War II and then during the Korean War. The details of setting and period never feel forced, and the fiction is luminous, involving us so deeply in the subjective longing of the orphaned Japanese woman, Miya, that we share her visions of Junpei, a fellow orphan with whom she had grown up, and who has left, only to reappear now in the hospital where she serves. He is a wounded soldier in coma, with bandaged eyes, she believes; but then the mother of the solider comes and Miya is forced to recognize that she has been delusional. The supervising doctor has warned her that she needs medication. After she is forced away from the patient, she sees a blind boy who has appeared and cast marbles with her a few nights before. Whether he too is a delusion or a magical fact, she slips away and leaves with him on his bicycle: “I pedal. You tell me where we’re going.”

In “When Stars Begin to Fall,” Jill Gilbreth writes of snake handling as a form of religious evangelism, and of a young man’s coming of age as a handler even though his parents have died of poison, and the law has forbidden this aspect of the religion. Her story is impressive both on the level of cultural fact and on the level of fiction, fully rendering the dramatic, personal instance of the characters and situation, and progressing to its climax with the relentless logic of a Greek tragedy.

Joan Silber’s “Allegiance” concerns an intellectual, apolitical husband whose wife (originally his high school crush), having converted to Islam, remains close to her previous husband’s family in Thailand, and is detained by the FBI under the Homeland Security Act because of her frequent emails to them. The injustice of this provokes the husband to defiance He has spent his life reading “prison memoirs, prison poems, letters from prison…I hadn’t ever thought that history was going to come find me of all people…the world at my doorstep.” They protest together. Nevertheless when she sends an article about them to Thailand, he is alarmed at first, but then figures that she has the right. “Look what love had done to me,” he reflects; “but it was too small an idea for where I was.”

Alix Ohlin’s “The Only Child,” renders the shock of a narrator, Sophie, returning home from college and being told that she is not an only child, that she has an older brother who was given up for adoption as a baby; he has just gotten back in touch and his name is Philip. When he flies from New York and meets them in Los Angeles, Sophie is rattled that he looks just like her. The story’s formal surprise is to drop out of this reunion scene with a digression more extreme than most in Alice Munro, leaping forward ten years in Sophie’s life to her first marriage and an affair that resulted in her divorce. Then returning to the present, Philip invites Sophie to visit with his wife Fiona, which she does, witnessing the marital tensions between Fiona and a self-centered Philip; but when she also learns that Fiona is pregnant, she realizes that it is Fiona’s insistence that has brought the family together. The digressions into later time suggest that because of Fiona’s example, Sophie comes to understand her parents’ marriage, where her father was the caretaker, and her own marriages, where she has missed this kind of love.

Other stories by Karen E Bender, Ellen Litman, Margaret McMullan, Peter Orner, Karen Shapard, and Sarah Stone, each have their own particular treasures and surprises. As Barrett says in her introduction: “I like it when moments of transformation, utterly strange, utterly essential, find their way into fiction….I chose stories in which precise language restores what we otherwise, out of habit, fail to notice. Those that capture the mystery of metamorphosis; those in which characters are transformed.” We haven’t read much fiction like this before, and once we do, we never forget it.

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SUBMISSIONS. Our reading period has begun for issues to be guest edited by B.H. Fairchild (poetry and fiction to be published next spring) and by James Alan McPherson (all fiction to be published next summer). Please note our staffing changes as well: DeWitt Henry is Interim Director/Editor-in-Chief; Robert Arnold is Managing Director; John Skoyles is Poetry Editor, and Margot Livesey is Fiction Editor.

DEPARTURES. With the production of this issue, Don Lee and David Daniel ended their longtime tenure—nineteen and fifteen years respectively at Ploughshares. Don Lee is now teaching creative writing at Macalester College in St. Paul, and David Daniel is the director of undergraduate creative writing at Farleigh Dickinson University, where he is also poetry editor for The Literary Review.

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