Vacation

December 21st, 2008

I’m at home! In Texas! And I’ll be here for the next forty days. There won’t be much writing during this time, but there will be lots of excitement nonetheless. I’ll get to meet with my long-lost writing group a few times; we may even have a book signing (more on that as it develops). My primary goal in terms of writing will be gathering research materials for my next novel, which means developing more clearly my ideas for that novel. Right now the idea stands at “something about the Templars.” Can we be more specific, Jens? No, we cannot. I’ll gather books on medieval myth and religion as well, to prepare the broadest possible background for this next novel.

I’ll also be revising Papillon further (it ain’t finished until it’s finished), and looking for… an agent! Yes, this is the first horrible step into the horrible real world of writing. I have to write up a cover letter, fine-tune that letter, destroy that letter completely in a fit of frustration, rewrite it, and send off a billion copies to a billion agents and wait for someone to nibble. Then sample pages of my novel. Then my novel. Then a sale. This is the path to fruition. Most who walk it perish.

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“The Angry Wife,” by Pearl Buck.

December 16th, 2008

I’ve read two of Pearl Comfort Sydenstricker Buck’s novels before: The Good Earth and Imperial Woman. Like most people I know, I picked up the former, a novel of pre-Communist China, because I was moving to Korea, and figured it was close enough. There are some differences between Chinese and Korean culture, it turns out. Regardless. The novel was excellent, and a year later I read Imperial Woman, because I was interested in the life of Cixi, Empress of China, and this coincided with Pearl Comfort Sydenstricker Buck having written a book about her. It too was excellent. I then began to concoct a theory: that this winner of the Pulitzer and Nobel prizes was a pretty good novelist.

She grew up in China and wrote most of her books about China. The Angry Wife, sent by my cousin for our biannual book exchange, surprised me by not being about China. Indeed, it is about America!

Synopsis: Pierce Delaney returns from the war to his sprawling Virginian estate, ready to sow peace and prosperity around him. All is not well, though, as his brother falls for a beautiful mulatto (or “quadroon”, if you want to be PC) nurse. Racial tensions ensue!

Except Wife adroitly avoids falling into plain-vanilla moralizing. In fact, the plot of Pierce’s brother is shoved to the sidelines, as is the titular angry wife herself. Most of the book follows Pierce’s own journey through middle age; his contact with his brother’s life, and, later, with union strikers, forces him to widen his own perspectives. Inevitably he grows apart from his dear wife, a creature incapable of or unwilling to change, and he must consider the merits of his path in life. It’s more riveting than it sounds!

I admire people capable of change in middle age. By twenty-five, they say, all of our patterns are set. Modern psychology reminds us of the importance of upbringing and its ability to mold a person for the next seven or eight decades. Certainly the establishment of middle age encourages conservativism, adherence to the status quo. You have much more to lose by political or social change - and progress is change - once you have kids and a house.
So Pearl Comfort Sydenstricker Buck’s treatment of a character undergoing just this change is fascinating. They live in a period of utmost turmoil. The War is over, the South is in ruins, labor is organizing, and what will they do with all these newly liberated black folk? The protagonist is exquisitely developed, and his reactions to these social upheavals are believable and satisfying.

This book differs from Pearl Comfort Sydenstricker Buck’s China books in terms of style. The characters are much more finely drawn, the action more clearly delineated. Her China books (the two I’ve read, anyway) tend to have broader characters, and the years flow by. Perhaps this is an intentionally Eastern approach to narrative; it creates a fable-esque quality. That is absent from Wife, where she writes just like an American. (It is notable, however, that she originally published this under the wholesome All-American pseudonym of “John Sedges”.)

Next: Barrayar, the second (chronological) book of Lois McMaster Bujold’s Vorkosigan series. These writers and their names!

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December 8th, 2008

I just finished The Years of Rice and Salt by Kim Stanley Robinson. My mind is so full of this monumental work that I can’t really talk about it right now. Suffice to say that as the years have gone by and I have devoured more and more novels, my ability to be changed by a book has diminished. This book I will carry within me for some time.

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Still no Honorable Mention

December 3rd, 2008

… for “Crocodopolis”. That means my very unlikely story is still in the running. They have one more set of HMs to announce, and then the semi-finalists and finalists. I’ve never had a story go this far before - why should it be this story of all stories?

Not complaining, mind you. I’d love to see my sharp-stick-in-the-eye narrative in the WOTF antho… it’d just be hard to explain to all the other writers. “See, I thought it’d be funny to kill a bunch of Congolese. It’s ironic use of genocide. We’re laughing through our tears. You get it, right? Right?”

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Stories

December 1st, 2008

Erin Kinch has two stories up, at Mirror Dance and the Houston Literary Review - sounds important! I must commend Erin for pursuing publication so aggressively this year.

And, on a special celebratory note, fellow Wrinker Sandra Dias has published her very first piece, also in Mirror Dance. Read it!

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