N.C. Events: Nic Brown at The Regulator

This weekend’s events feature a couple of authors already profiled on this site — both on Friday, July 10. Laura Brodie (interviewed earlier this week) brings her debut novel, The Widow’s Season, to Quail Ridge Books that night, and across the Triangle, Ed Southern (interviewed here) talks about his new book, Sports in the Carolinas: From Death Valley to Tobacco Road, at McIntyre’s Books in Fearrington Village.

newcoverBut it’s a third author that night who deserves mention here: Nic Brown, riding a small wave of complimentary reviews toward his signing at Durham’s Regulator Bookshop. Brown’s debut short story collection, Floodmarkers, is set on the day Hurricane Hugo hit the Carolina coastline and follows the storm’s impact on the residents of fictional Lystra, N.C. — “a vivid portrait of life in one small, Southern town,” wrote The Atlanta Journal-Constitution, concluding that “At just 172 pages, Floodmarkers can be read in less than the day it took Hurricane Hugo to pass over Lystra. But thanks to its author’s skill, its emotional storm surge will linger long after the rain has passed.” And even a mixed review in The News and Observer, while perhaps over-emphasizing a comparison between Brown and Clyde Edgerton, finds much to admire; on the plus-side in that comparison, the review notes that “Brown writes in the raggedy voice of his raggedy characters, injecting his stories with a bracing directness that Edgerton, deity of the turn of phrase, sometimes lacks.” (And for some quick story-behind-the-almost-story, check out Brown’s playlist for the New York Times book blog, where he notes that Springsteen’s “Stolen Car” inspired the first story for Floodmarkers, a story ultimately left on the cutting-room floor.)

Brown’s reading begins at The Regulator at 7 p.m. on Friday. For a complete schedule of upcoming events, check out the MetroBooks calendar here.

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Women Of Mystery Then & Now

Definitely worth checking out this week are two sites dealing with women, mystery, history, and brand new books. First up is Megan Abbott’s “Story Behind The Story” essay at The Rap Sheet, published earlier this week. Abbott discusses the roots of her new book, Bury Me Deep, in the 1931 true crime story of Winnie Ruth Judd — a ripe-for-the-tabloids tale that Abbott calls “one part James M. Cain, one part Edith Wharton, and one part Edgar Allan Poe.” Read the full column here, check out a recent interview with Abbott at Hardboiled Wonderland here, or visit the author’s own site here. Or, even better, just buy the book itself.

Meanwhile, another woman of mystery is in the news again: Agatha Christie, with both a soon-to-be-published book including recently-discovered Hercule Poirot stories and a new summertime series Six By Agatha on PBS (each coming on the heels of revelations several months back about Agatha & Alzheimer’s). Fellow Mystery Scene contributor Oline H. Cogdill posted an essay on All Things Agatha earlier this week, alerting me to some of this news, including an announcement that Kate Stine, Mystery Scene editor and former director of the Agatha Christie Society, is hosting a Christie-themed discussion this week at Barnes & Noble’s online Mystery Book Club. Still time to join in on that conversation, continuing for several more days.

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Laura Brodie Chats About “The Widow’s Season”

Laura Brodie’s The Widow’s Season hits the ground running with a smart, no-nonsense sentence that pulls readers immediately into the novel’s central conflict: “Sarah McConnell’s husband had been dead three months when she saw him in the grocery store.” It’s not the first time Sarah has seen David since he disappeared — a kayaking trip, a flash flood, two others killed, his body never found — but it’s the first time she’s come nearly face-to-face with him, and he quickly disappears down the next aisle and out of sight. Is her imagination getting the better of her? Is it possible that David is still alive? It’s no coincidence that The Widow’s Season starts out with Halloween in the air, but while the book begins as a ghost story of sorts, it also develops into a romance, with a unique love triangle, and at one point even seems poised to venture into crime thriller territory. Throughout any twists and turns, however, The Widow’s Season stays centered on Sarah’s unfolding grief and her slow growth out of it and toward an unknown, unknowable future. 

Brodie’s debut novel was sparked by a chapter from her dissertation on widows in English literature — a chapter about dead (or pretending-to-be-dead) husbands who watch over their wives — and an early manuscript won the 2005 Faulkner Wisdom prize for best novel-in-progress (chosen for the award by novelist Michael Malone, also interviewed on this site). Brodie grew up in Raleigh, NC, and now lives in Lexington, VA, where she teaches at Washington and Lee. She is also the author of Breaking Out: VMI and the Coming of Women

Later this week, Brodie will visit her native Raleigh for a Friday, July 10, signing at Quail Ridge Books. In anticipation of that reading, she took some time to chat about the book. 

Art Taylor: The Widow’s Season not only offers a series of plot twists but also hints toward various plot types. How early did you have a clear idea of the novel’s ultimate shape and direction? And since we readers are teased from the first chapter, the first page, about whether Sarah’s husband has really died or not, how certain were you throughout the writing process about whether her sightings were real or imagined?

Laura Brodie

Laura Brodie, courtesy Patte Wood, The Rockbridge Weekly

Laura Brodie: When I started this novel as a part-time project six years ago, I had only the first hundred pages in mind. That’s about one third of the book. I knew I wanted a story about a widow who believes she is being haunted by her husband’s ghost, with the possibility that the husband didn’t die at all, since his body was never found after a kayaking accident.

But as the story evolved I thought more about daydreams and night dreams, reality vs. fantasy, and the imaginative worlds that readers and writers engage with daily. So I began to explore a third possibility — that the events in my plot were all an illusion sparked by a grieving woman’s mind. 

I didn’t know where the ideas would take me. As the plot evolved I decided to follow the holiday seasons; to introduce ghosts at Halloween, babies at Christmas, love on Valentine’s Day. The novel concludes as Easter approaches, which fits the idea of the widow coming back to life. But the ending was a struggle — I tried about six alternatives. When my agent finally sent the original manuscript to editors, the ending was ambiguous; it was left to the reader to decide whether the husband had been dead or alive all that time.

Most of the editors didn’t like that. We got a lot of passes explaining that they loved the opening and the writing was beautiful, but they wanted closure. Eventually I went back and tried a new ending which I now prefer, because of the tenderness in its tone.

To a great degree, the novel is an exploration of grief, but it also seems to be an examination of the road not traveled. Sarah and her husband have been married 17 years when he disappears, and each of them have seen their respective dreams either compromised or thwarted somehow — David’s desire to be an artist, for example, or Sarah’s longing for motherhood. What themes were you particularly interested in exploring here, and why? And how did the writing of the book reaffirm or change your attitude toward those themes and questions?

I was in my late thirties when I started writing, and had been married for the same 17-year span as my characters. In my experience, when most Americans approach forty they start to question the path their life is on, and whether they should make major changes. That’s the theme that interested me most in this book — wanting to start again. 

I lived with a group of nine women in college, and while I was writing this novel all of them were taking new directions in their lives: new careers, new marriages, giving up work to spend more time with kids. For me, writing a novel was a new direction and a fulfillment of dreams, and as for my characters, I tried to create a couple who were asking what had happened to the dreams from their college days, and wondering how to get back on track.

You mention the nine women from college and the new directions they were exploring. A potentially related question: Your previous book was Breaking Out: VMI and the Coming of Women. While there are obvious differences between the books, gender issues clearly play a central role in each of them: the choices women make, the challenges they face, the expectations placed upon them. In what ways are the two books covering similar territory and in what ways are their explorations of this issue different?

Thus far all of my books, and most of the college courses I teach, have dealt with women’s issues. I’m especially interested in women who don’t fit social norms. My dissertation on widows in English literature started out with an article on Jane Austen called “Society and the Superfluous Female.” It considered how Jane Austen’s characters respond to women (in that case, widows) who don’t really fit in. In my first book, Breaking Out, the female cadets at the Virginia Military Institute were anomalous figures in a masculine culture. In The Widow’s Season, the main character knows that society doesn’t know how to respond to widows. My next book, a memoir called Love in a Time of Homeschooling, which HarperCollins will publish in April, also deals with women doing something outside the box — I pulled my eldest daughter from the public schools for one year when she was ten, to give her a year of community based learning full of writing. We didn’t fit into the homeschooling norms or the traditional school mode, but it was a great year.

On the subject of your teaching: The Widow’s Season is rich with quotes from and allusions to English literature. Were there certain novels that particularly inspired or influenced you here? Were there any works you had to avoid? And, since academia figures into the book at least as a general backdrop, how did you own teaching impact your writing here?

Because I am an English professor and a lover of language, my mind is full of quotes, which also fill the mind of my main character, Sarah. I’m actually more familiar with poetry than novels — when I was younger I planned to become a poet, and I sometimes care about the rhythm of a sentence more than its content.  English majors who read The Widow’s Season will recognizelines that echo Wordsworth, Keats, Dylan Thomas, Wallace Stevens — there are over thirty allusions in the book, including references to several plays by Shakespeare. But the only novel I had in mind while writing was Julia Glass’s Three Junes, because she handles widowed characters with so much depth and sensitivity. The immediate inspiration for the plot came from a chapter in my dissertation on dead husbands. I studied 17th-century plays where husbands fake their deaths in order to spy on their wives — for example, Chapman’s The Widow’s Tears, and Moliere’s La Malade Imaginaire — that got me thinking about ghosts watching their widows, like the dead king in Hamlet, and conduct books that told widows to imagine their husbands were watching and judging. A quote from a 16th-century conduct books provides the epigraph for the novel. Those genres influenced me more than contemporary fiction.

You’ve already talked briefly about your next book, the homeschooling book. Is there another novel in the works as well? Have you discovered a preference for writing either fiction or nonfiction?

What comes next is up in the air. I’ve written fifty pages of a new novel, but I also have a few nonfiction ideas that are occupying more and more of my thoughts. When the ideas for a book start running through my mind so frequently that I begin to feel restless and anxious, that’s when I know I have to write the book.

With fiction, I enjoy the fact that I am accountable to no individual but myself. Sure, a writer is accountable to readers and editors, but a novelist has vast imaginative freedom. When I wrote my first book about VMI, I felt accountable to a whole community. I was describing a college that many people loved (or hated), a place where my husband still works — so I wanted to be both respectful and critical, and that was a difficult balance. Now, in my upcoming memoir I’ve written openly about my family and town, focusing on my eldest daughter, and I’m painfully aware of  my obligation to preserve her privacy, while also writing a compelling story. I’m perfectly comfortable revealing my own worst side in a memoir, but I want to be protective of the people around me.

Fiction appeals to me right now as a space where I can let my imagination roam without being tethered to reality.

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SIBA Announces 2009 Book Awards

Just this morning, the Southern Independent Booksellers Alliance (SIBA) announced its 2009 Book Awards. The winners are:

For full information and comments from booksellers throughout the South, check out the web site here. And a Happy Fourth to all!

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Newsmen Collected and Conversed About

The death knell of American print journalism is being sounded with great regularity these days — more frequently surely than even the newspapers themselves are published. No doubt a quick Google news or blog search will find someone talking about it right now, even as you read this. But in the midst of that fatalism, it’s with perhaps even greater delight that two of the Washington Post’s book critics have looked back at journalism’s sunnier eras — and their reviews are as delightful as the books themselves promise to be.

In Thursday’s Post, Michael Dirda examined the Library of America’s new volume of works by A.J. Liebling, including The Sweet Science, which Dirda points out was once named “the best sports book of all time”  by Sports Illustrated. Comparing Liebling with his friend and fellow New Yorker writer Joseph Mitchell, Dirda wrote:

Appropriately, Mitchell and Liebling, like two Arthurian paladins, were themselves great friends, going back to their earliest days as journalists for the New York World-Telegram. They are fundamentally different writers, though. Mitchell’s prose tends toward a Virgilian wistfulness, ever aware of the tears in things and the constant changing of the seasons and the end to which we all must come. (The omnibus “Up in the Old Hotel” collects nearly all his best work.) Liebling, by contrast, is more often bright and snappy, with a taste for learned analogy and a greater range of subject matter. While Mitchell often comes across as a somewhat lonely, modern-day Montaigne, Liebling is more the gregarious newspaperman of genius, a connoisseur of good food, beautiful women and late-night drinking, as well as an ardent habitue of the boxing ring and the track.

When I mentioned in a quick email exchange yesterday that I teach Mitchell in my Mason classes, Dirda called that writer “one of my gods,” and his review yesterday offered an equally reverent assessment of Liebling’s writing — an assessment that’s urged me to check out the new volume myself. Read Dirda’s full review here.

And in today’s paper, Jonathan Yardley devotes his semi-regular “Second Reading” column to H.L. Mencken’s Newspaper Days, the middle volume of an autobiographical trilogy that also included Happy Days and Heathen Days. This book covers Mencken’s years at the Baltimore Morning Herald, from 1899 to 1906, and remembering his first reading of it, Yardley writes:

H.L. Mencken, by Nikol Schattenstein. From Washingtonpost.com

Journalist H.L. Mencken, 1927. Portrait by Nikol Schattenstein. Linked from Washingtonpost.com

I was swept away by Mencken’s prose — firm, confident, inventive, blunt, hilarious — as well as by the mixture of unabashed nostalgia and fierce irreverence with which he wrote, not to mention the extraordinary intelligence of every sentence. This, I realized, was writing that far transcended anything ever done by any other American journalist, indeed writing that far transcended mere journalism and strode confidently into the temple of literature. 

And from the balance of the review here, it seems like Yardley’s fondness for the book has hardly dimmed or for Mencken himself, a writer who’s been much maligned and defended in recent years (and even during his own lifetime) but whom Yardley calls again “the greatest journalist there ever was.” 

Between the two reviews, a glance back at the history not just of American journalism but of America itself — especially timely this weekend, as we reflect once more on where we’ve come from, where we are, and where we’re headed.

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