You Can Be Good – Cleveland, OH

HFR presents You Can Be Good, a Cleveland, OH, reading, featuring Mary Biddinger, Tyler Gobble, Amanda Goldblatt, Aubrey Hirsch, Joshua Kleinberg, and Steve McGouldrick. Poster designed by Amanda Goldblatt. RSVP on Facebook.

June 9, 2012
8:00pm
@Cedar Lee Pub
2191 Lee Rd
Cleveland Heights, OH

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Editors’ Pick #32: Brief Interviews with Hideous Men, by David Foster Wallace

B.I. #14 08-96
St Davids PA

‘It’s cost me every sexual relationship I ever had. I don’t know why I do it. I’m not a political person, I don’t consider myself. I’m not one of these America first, read the newspaper, will Buchanan get the nod people. I’ll be doing it with some girl, it doesn’t matter who. It’s when I start to come. That it happens. I’m not a Democrat. I don’t even vote. I freaked out about it one time and called a radio show about it, a doctor on the radio, anonymously, and he diagnosed it as the uncontrolled yelling of involuntary words or phrases, frequently insulting or scatological, which is coprolalia is the official term. Except when I start to come and always start yelling it it’s not insulting, it’s not obscene, it’s always the same thing, and it’s always so weird but I don’t think insulting. I think it’s just weird. And uncontrolled. It’s like it comes out the same way the spooge comes out, it feels like that. I don’t know what it’s about and I can’t help it.’

Q.

‘”Victory for the Forces of Democratic Freedom!” Only way louder. As in really shouting it. Uncontrollably. I’m not even thinking it until it comes out and I hear it. “Victory for the Forces of Democratic Freedom!” Only louder than that: “VICTORY—”‘

Q.

‘Well it totally freaks them out, what do you think? And I just about die of embarrassment. I don’t ever know what to say. What do you say if you just shouted “Victory for the forces of of Democratic Freedom!” right when you came?’

Q…

‘God, now I’m embarrassed as hell.’

Q.

‘But all there is is the once. That what I mean about it costing. I can tell how bad it freaks them out, and I get embarrassed and never call them again. Even if I try to explain. And it’s the ones that’ll act all understanding like they don’t care and it’s OK and they understand and it doesn’t matter that embarrass me the worst, because it’s so fucking weird to yell “Victory for the Forces of Democratic Freedom!” when you’re shooting off that I can always tell they’re totally freaked out and just condescending down to me and pretending they understand, and those are the ones where I actually end up almost getting pissed off and don’t even feel embarrassed not calling them or totally avoiding them, the ones that say “I think I could love you anyway.”‘

—from “Brief Interviews with Hideous Men,” by David Foster Wallace

Editors’ Pick #31: Destruction Myth, by Mathias Svalina

There was a bunny with a broken leg
& a mink with an empty stomach.

Somehow they coexisted peacefully
& were able to create the world.

When Hollywood heard about this
they sent a team of idea people out to meet them.

The idea people were so crass
that the bunny & the mink uncreated the world.

They drank up all the oceans
& hairdried all the clouds.

They knocked down all the mountains
& flicked the switch that turned all the suns off.

They sat together in the darkness,
neither one really knowing what to say.

The mink leaned over to the bunny,
put his paw on his friend’s shoulder,

said: Well it’s been a wild ride
& bit the bunny’s throat out.

—”Creation Myth,” from Destruction Myth, by Mathias Svalina

I Can Barely Interrupt a Telemarketer: An Interview with Chelsea Martin

Chelsea Martin “studied” art and writing at California College of the Arts (though she holds no degree because she owes $300 in tuition). Both her first book, Everything Was Fine Until Whatever, and her second, The Really Funny Thing about Apathy, continue to be huge sources of stress, particularly when someone asks her what her books are about or if they’re poetry or what, or when someone quotes something from one of them to her and she doesn’t recognize it as her own writing. She is currently living in Oakland, California, and working on something angry. Also, she is the creative director at Universal Error.

KS: With your most recent book, The Really Funny Thing About Apathy, each story is prefaced by a theoretical type blurb. I wouldn’t exactly call it mathematical, let’s say, “employs the language of probability.” What sparked this idea for framing the stories or your interest in these hypotheticals?

CM: Those blurbs are based on Zeno’s paradoxes of motion, which I was obsessed with while writing the pieces in that book. I was finishing college and feeling a loss of control and stability, and I was attracted to this idea of a simplifying life to these cause-and-effect scenarios.

KS: The Really Funny Thing About Apathy seems like an intentional project more so than your previous book, Everything Was Fine Until Whatever, which feels more eclectic, like a collection of notes. When working on a book do you usually have a goal in mind, or do you just write whatever comes to you and trust it’ll all go together?

CM: The word “usually” is tripping me up, because those two books were written four years ago mostly without publication in mind at all, and with completely different goals. Since those two books came out, I can’t write without constantly thinking of its potential published form. It’s debilitating. The thing I’ve been working on recently has drafts in the form of a novel, screenplay, and graphic novel and I have no idea how to move forward. I guess what I’m saying is, “Fuck.”

KS: Your books are now animals. What should I feed them?

CM: Ketchup.

KS: Your writing is so starkly honest and simultaneously hilarious, with lines like, “I dated a boy who was so easy to manipulate that he became an appendage to me and when we broke up I experienced phantom limb syndrome instead of sadness.” Do you ever get self-conscious about your writing or worry that no one will think you’re funny/clever? That last part may be me projecting my own fears onto you, sorry.

CM: That’s a really interesting example because I didn’t mean it to be funny. But I guess I see how it could be funny. But yeah I worry about that. It’s awkward to try to write funny stuff. But it’s less a worry that people won’t find me funny and more a worry that I’m being annoying. I don’t want to come off like Adam Sandler or something.

KS: If the rumors are true, that really is your phone number in Everything Was Fine Until Whatever. Do you ever regret listing it? What’s the weirdest text a stranger’s sent you?

CM: I don’t regret it. Nothing bad has happened. Mostly I assume every creepy anonymous text I get is from an ex-boyfriend and every loving anonymous text I get is from someone who found my number in my book.

KS: Your work is pretty undefinable when it comes to genre. I’m sure people ask you all the time, “Is this fiction? Is this nonfiction? What is a poem?” Does genre matter? Do you see any usefulness in those classifications?

CM: Yeah, I guess some people were just born boring. No, I don’t see its usefulness.

KS: You seem to be just as successful an artist as you are a writer. The cover art and interior illustrations for Everything Was Fine Until Whatever are your doing, and I notice you also have some T-shirt designs over at Universal Error where you’re the creative director. Are art and writing equally important to you? Do you prefer one creative medium to the other?

CM: I feel equally interested in writing and art, but each lends itself to an entirely different way of working, and is motivated by different parts of my brain. The main difference is that you can actually find people to pay you for art.

KS: I’m not sure if this is an insulting thing to say, but sometimes when I read your writing, I think, “I could see this being something someone tweets.” Especially those one-liners in Everything Was Fine Until Whatever. For example, “I’ve been sitting in this goddamned bathroom for over an hour trying to think of a way to steal a roll of toilet paper.” Do you have a Twitter account, or any thoughts regarding Twitter in general?

CM: I am totally intimidated by Twitter. It feels like trying to talk over everyone else, and I’m not good at that. I can barely interrupt a telemarketer.

KS: If you had your own reality TV show, what would it be called?

CM: I Thought This Show Got Cancelled.

KS: Any new projects or books in the works?

CM: Yes.

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Kim Stoll grew up along the muddy banks of the Perkiomen Creek in Collegeville, Pennsylvania. In the fall she will be making the long journey out to the University of Arizona to earn her MFA in poetry, or more likely, die of dehydration and scorpion stings in the desert.

If I Were to Write a Book About Tibet: An Interview with Dinty W. Moore

Dinty W. Moore is a professor and director of creative writing at Ohio University and is regularly invited to speak and teach in the U.S. and Europe. In addition to publishing fiction and nonfiction, he has published two books on the art and craft of writing. He has been published in Harper’s, the New York Times MagazineArts & Letters, the Gettysburg ReviewUtne Reader, and many other venues. He’s a National Endowment of the Arts fellowship recipient. His new book, The Mindful Writer: Noble Truths of the Writing Life, is published by Wisdom Publications.

HFR: What is your relationship with Buddhism? Where did it all start and how has it changed your outlook on writing or, perhaps, even life?

DWM: I consider myself a stumbling, bumbling Buddhist. I’m not very good at it, but I still haven’t given up. It is so hard to say when it started, because I tried to learn more about Buddhism in college, and again in my twenties, but both efforts left me frustrated and confused. Sometime in my mid-30s I started attending weekend-long retreats, and reading more about Buddhist thinking, and even though I’m a pretty spotty meditator, one who neglects the mat more than he should, the Buddhist way of thinking—non-attachment, not grasping, understanding the absence of a distinct “I”—has become an integral part of who I am and how I lead my day-to-day life. How has this changed my writing? The book is an attempt to explore that.

HFR: One of my favorite quotes from The Mindful Writer comes from Michael Martone, “In the stories we tell ourselves, we tell ourselves.”

You expound upon this quote by saying, “Even when writing about distant lands, or events far in the past, or people and places greatly removed, we are still telling the same story—the story we tell ourselves, which is the story of who we are.” How do the stories writers tell themselves make it to the page?

DWM: If I were to write a book about Tibet—I’d love to, by the way, but have never managed to visit—I could only see Tibet through my own eyes, through my own preconceptions, through my own filters. Even if I am reading history and the long ago accounts of other people, my mind is doing the processing and making the connections. In that way, all writing is memoir of a sort—an imprint of the writer and the life she has lived. Depending on the project, you try to keep that personal dimension to as much a minimum as possible. And you always try very hard to get beyond your expectations in order to see what is really there. Still, certain projects—the work of David Sedaris, Hunter S. Thompson, or Terry Tempest Williams, for instance—demand as much of the writer’s sensibility as can be offered. The writer’s sensibility is part of the joy and beauty of such work. No matter what the project, though, the writer is always there. A strict historic account of the battle of Shiloh still needs the infectious presence of the historian’s ongoing fascination.

HFR: Who do you think needs to read The Mindful Writer most?

DWM: Me.

HFR: Let’s talk about the four noble truths of writing. One of the noble truths states, “Much of this dissatisfaction comes from the ego, from our insistence on controlling both the process of writing and how the world reacts to what we have written.” Could you explain that a little more? Where does this ego come from and what does it do to us as both writers and people in the world?

DWM: Well, I’m certainly not the first person to point out the amount of time we authors waste worrying about where our work will be published, whether we will get a big advance, whether we will get reviewed in the important magazines, whether we will win the big awards, and whether after the first book hits all of those goals we will do even better with the second. I’m not immune to such distraction, but I do see it as just that: a major distraction. Imagine if you took the amount of hours you spend in one month worrying about the non-writing aspects of writing, or daydreaming about the success of your writing, or obsessing about the difficulties of publication, and just turned those hours into writing time. You would have a lot more work to show for your efforts, and because writing is a process that teaches you to write even better, you would be much improved. I’m not being glib or suggesting any of this is easy, but it is worth recognizing as true. We waste a lot of time on aspects of the artistic life over which we have little or no control. Where does the ego come from? I don’t know. We almost all seem to have it, but have you noticed that those who don’t have it seem happier? What is always sad to me is when I meet someone who achieved so much more than I could even dream, someone who is standing on the pinnacle, only to realize that they are in many ways miserable, caught up in their own disappointments and obsessed with what they do not yet have. It is as if in some of us the hunger is insatiable.

HFR: Describe some of the challenges you faced in composing The Mindful Writer. How did you overcome them?

DWM: The chief challenge was to believe that I had enough to say. The best writing advice is the simplest: “Just keep writing, learn from your mistakes.” So part of making myself believe in this book was making myself believe that expanding on that advice would be useful to readers. So that led to a lot of crossing out places where I thought I was repeating myself, or repeating the obvious. Having said that, there is probably no subject that can’t be explored in depth if the writer is willing to keep at the process of digging down, and digging down further, and the mystery of artistic inspiration, because it is so hard to put into words, is often overlooked in favor of ‘craft’ and ‘revision’ advice. So in the end, I allowed myself to think out loud on the page about the mystery of it all, how sometimes a part of our brain that we don’t control provides far richer material than what we can harvest from that rationale part of our brain that we do control, or at least think we can control.

HFR: The Mindful Writer is published by Wisdom Publications. Can you tell us a little bit about that press? What Wisdom Publications books (or other Buddhist texts) might you recommend?

DWM: Wisdom Publications is a not-for-profit Buddhist press based out of the Boston area. They publish a wide-range of books aimed at readers with an interest in Buddhism, Buddhist history, meditation and mindfulness, including translations of ancient texts as well as books aimed at a more popular audience, such as children’s book and the recent title,Enlightenment to Go. Among my favorite books for those just beginning to understand Buddhism are one from the Wisdom catalog, Mindfulness in Plain English, by Bhante Gunaratana, and one from Parallax Press, Being Peace, by the Vietnamese Monk Thich Nhat Hanh.

HFR: In the book you talk about a project you worked on for four years and the struggle you had with it. Only after you set it aside did many doors open up for you. What advice do you have for writers struggling in the same way? How does one know when to set a project aside or keep going?

DWM: This is a hard question for many writers, myself included. It is a mistake to give up on a project too early. The fruits of multiple revisions, of fresh eyes, of those wonderful breakthroughs where after months of struggle you suddenly see exactly what a manuscript needs, are real and they are part of the magic and joy of being a writer (or really a creative person of any sort). But sometimes you have to move on. Sometimes you have to say to yourself, “This is not a failure, because I’ve learned so much from trying, but at the same time it is never going to be the story I want it to be.” The truth is, most successful writers that I know have one or two books, often the first novel, tucked away in a file cabinet somewhere. But how do you know for sure when it is time to set a project aside or time to gear up and work harder? That’s an individual call, and often as much of gut call as it is a logical one. I don’t mean to duck the question, but there is no formula that works all of the time.

HFR: Another quote from the book that I particularly enjoy comes from John Steinbeck, “When I face the desolate impossibility of writing five hundred pages, a sick sense of failure falls on me and I know I can never do it. This happens every time. Then gradually I write one page and then another.” You mention that one way to overcome this sense is to let it pass and keep going. How can one work up the courage to continue on in the face of defeat and failure?

DWM: I just ran across this Confucius quote: “It does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop.” That was said well before Steinbeck, obviously, and it wasn’t meant to apply to writing necessarily, but I think that it does, very well. Now I have to be careful here—it is too easy for me to pontificate on how writing for its own sake is wonderful, and how great it is to be a writer and live a writing life even if you don’t receive the outside validation that publication can bring, because I have been lucky in my career. Still, it is very dangerous to turn over your self-esteem to outside forces, and much better if you can remember that the goal of writing is to discover with your words: discover new ways of seeing, new ways of thinking about the human experience, new ways of understanding the deepest questions. If you can do that through your writing, you’ve already been rewarded. If you can’t do that, if you are in a stretch where you are writing dull sentences, flat images, and nothing seems alive, just keep pushing. Don’t stop. As Steinbeck tells us, gradually the work will flow.

HFR: Any advice for those wanting to practice mindfulness in their everyday lives?

DWM: My best advice on this subject is to recognize how hard it is. If you are like most people, you spend much of the day up in your head, thinking about work or relationships or family problems, not seeing or smelling or hearing the actual world you live in. Taking just a moment to stop, stare at the clouds, listen to the birds, smell the wind, is a triumph. Or really stop and hear what your co-worker is saying to you, not about the broken photocopy machine, but about her life and her worries. Taste your food instead of gulping it. These simple things are harder than they seem, and like meditation, you should expect to make progress in only small increments. But even those small increments are worth the effort.

HFR: Use the following words to craft a short piece of writing that describes a time when somebody was disrupted during meditation: giraffe, “planking,” chime, nocturnal, tapping, balloon.

DWM: What Thurman thought was his neighbor Marianna “planking” on her dining room carpet was actually a new form of horizontal nocturnal meditation. But when the end chime rang, Marianna turned to see him tom-peeping through her window, giraffe-style, and Thurman’s eyes turned into twin, blue balloons. “I’ve been caught,” he thought. “She’ll never love me now.” Suddenly someone was tapping on Allen’s shoulder. An orange-robed monk, head-shaved, wise-smile, twirling a black stick. “Into the car,” Officer Tenzin Gyatso said softly. “You’re about to become enlightened.”

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Editors’ Pick #30: Chicago Stories, by Michael Czyzniejewski

1. Become obsessed with serial killers. Read up on as many as you can until you find one to identify with. Become particularly knowledgeable on the person—an expert. In unrelated conversations with friends or family, make comparisons between what they’re discussing and your serial killer. If you do this enough times, their reactions will be priceless.

2. Go shirtless as much as possible. Outside of fast-food restaurants and libraries, no laws demand that you wear a shirt, and even those would be hard to defend in court.

3. Be completely honest with everyone you encounter, even if what you say ruins their lives. People will hate you, but they will also stop bothering you with things you don’t care about. Refer to yourself as a “straight shooter.”

4. Find a hobby, something you like doing, something you’re good at, something you’d make into a career if you lost your job, if your family were killed in a car accident, or if you were the victim of a massive head injury. Learn to play bass. Query on space for an art gallery. Cook. If anything should befall you—fired, instant orphan, brain damage—you’ll be prepared for your new life, ready to hit the ground running.

—from “David Yow’s 10 Simple Rules for Keeping a Smile on Your Face,” by Michael Czyzniejewski