Why I Shop Local

I went to Fris Office Supply today. I wanted to restock my supply of plain white paper. I couldn’t remember what kind of paper I’d bought–only that it was the best paper–smooth, a tiny bit shiny, sort of like a silk dress, or porcelain dishes.  I love love love this paper.

So, I took a sheet of it up to the counter–a sheet with a poem-in-progress printed on it–that’s what I had handy. I asked the young Fris at the counter if he knew what kind of paper this was. I wasn’t hopeful he would know. I felt weird and disorganized.

He touched it with his thumb. He turned behind him, and pulled out a ream from the shelf. “This is what you have,” he said. I was dumbfounded. “Give me three reams,” I said. “And thank you.”

Because this is the midwest, he didn’t ask me what I was working on, or share his favorite kind of paper. He didn’t say anything at all besides, “Receipt in the bag or with you?” But that’s okay. Because this is the midwest, we didn’t launch into a conversation about our grandmothers, and their preferences, or the events in our lives that brought us to this point, a sheet of paper between us like a marriage bans.

I can’t imagine this happening at a big box store. I can’t imagine this happening in a big city or a smaller town. I love Fris Office Supplies and I love my town.


Kevin Fitton on What He Didn’t Get in School: guest blog #1

Kevin Fitton, a former student of mine,  contacted me recently to tell  he’s been writing. I have so enjoyed our correspondence, I’ve decided to post one of his letters (with his permission) as my first guest blog.

 

Kevin pastors and is the author of a forthcoming children’s book, Higher Ground, the story of a Vermont dairy farm which lost part of its herd in the flooding that followed Hurricane Irene.  The publisher is The Radiant Hen, and will be illustrated by award winning artist Mary Azarian.

 

Kevin Fitton reflects here in his letter to me on his experience as an undergrad in the Hope College creative writing program—what he learned, what he wished he’d learned, and what he knows now.

 

 

LESSON #1:  SURFACE ACTION VS. UNDERLYING MEANING.

 

I’m not sure why I had so much trouble grasping the difference between the surface level of action which is propelling the story forward versus the underlying meaning which gives the story its emotional resonance.  But clearly, I didn’t grasp the difference.  And I suppose, based on the stuff my peers were writing, they didn’t really get it either.  At some point, perhaps several years after leaving Hope, I recalled you saying, “Your character has to have a project.”  Somehow, that began to make sense to me.  For example, I recently wrote a story that was about a young man who, more than anything else, needed to grow up and learn to see outside himself.  This time, though, I gave him a project.  He decided that he wanted to become a farmer, and it was as he headed out on this journey that he began to understand (in some ways) that his view of the world was both idealistic and narcissistic.  I am also currently working on a story about a divorced man who is trying to re-discover a sense of purpose in his life.  For this story, I used a day-in-the-life structure where he decides with a friend that they are going to “get laid” before the end of the year.  And, of course, while he doesn’t find what he thinks he’s looking for, he does find something of what he needs.

 

If I were sitting in a classroom with students, I suppose the most helpful thing I could do for them would be to layer example upon example in an attempt to illustrate the difference between the action and the meaning of the story.  I know you did this with us, but for some reason it is very difficult to penetrate the brain of the student-writer.  This is something else which I am coming to see that I couldn’t wrap my mind around 10 years ago: the student writer is, most often, in love with language, and is interested in shaping words, phrases, and scenes, but does not want to respond to the needs of the reader .  For the student writer, to focus on the needs of the reader feels like selling out.  This, then, is another thing that I would seek to communicate to student-writers: that the writer must write for the reader rather than for the self.  Writing is a form of communication, and good communication is something which speaks to its audience.  I would tell student writers that writing for the self (aside from journaling, perhaps) is selfish, that it misses the point, and forgets that we all began are journey into writing as readers.

 

Furthermore, to write and make a connection with an audience is deeply rewarding.  My first book is a children’s picture book.  This is not a form that I was interested in until I began reading books to my own children.  When I began reading with my children, two thoughts occurred to me.  The first is that I was discovering some great writing in some of these books.  Of course, some of the writing is atrocious, but some is fantastic.  And I realized, as I worked through this whole library of books, that what I loved more than anything isn’t the high and mighty novel but the well-told story.  Great stories make me want to leap out of my seat even (or perhaps especially) when that story is simple enough to be understood by a 3-year-old.

 

My other discover in coming to kids’ books (we’re now into a lot of chapter books with my 5-year-old) is that kids are a great audience for writers because they read.  Adults are often too busy, too self-important, too worried to sit down and read a good book, especially a book that does “nothing more” than tell a story.  I began writing stories for children, then, because I wanted to find an audience, and I have to say, having an audience has made me a better writer, and it has made my writing much more fulfilling.  Of course, a book doesn’t have to be published to be worthwhile; a story doesn’t have to be picked up by the New England Review to have merit.  That’s not the point.  The point is that the audience is an important part of this equation, and writers should write toward an audience, because that orientation will benefit their writing as well as complete the process through which the story is intended to travel.

 

One of my goals these days is to write well, to work my piece until it is truly ready for an audience (which always takes more effort than we anticipate), and then to find some sort of home for that piece, where it will be read.  Maybe it will end up with Houghton-Mifflin; maybe it will end up in the smallest of all literary journals; maybe it will be read at a campfire among a group of friends.  The point is that I no longer write for my self but write, as much as possible, so that the process is completed by telling really good stories and finding a place where those stories will be shared.