David Shields’ Reality Hunger: A Manifesto

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Review by Scott Nadelson
For several years now, since he first published an essay in The Believer that would form the seed of his new book, Reality Hunger: A Manifesto, I have been arguing in my head (and once or twice in person) with David Shields.
In that original essay, and far more expansively in the book—released this month—Shields makes an argument for a new literature that strives toward a “deliberate unartiness,” that embraces authenticity, that avoids contrivance at all costs. He champions collage over linear narrative, meditation over invention, lyric essay over the well-plotted novel. He challenges long-held notions about the primacy of fiction in the literary universe, calling instead for work that is self-reflective, confessional, messy. He encourages writers to borrow and recontextualize passages from others’ work the way hip-hop artists sample beats and riffs. He does so in a series of essays built on collage, aphorism, and appropriated quotation, few of which he attributes, except in a series of notes at the book’s end—these the publisher added against the author’s will, and he encourages readers to cut them out and throw them away.
In the private, imagined arguments we’ve been having, Shields is intelligent and articulate, saying things like, “Story seems to say that everything happens for a reason, and I want to say, No, it doesn’t,” and I answer with something less intelligent or articulate, something along the lines of, “But I like stories.” And it’s true. I do. I’m a sucker for the way a story can cast a spell, can draw me into the world of people I don’t know, can make me feel things other than the dull ache of boredom and anxiety I feel when I’m going through the motions of daily tasks, can allow me to experience things (or at least imagine the experience of things) I’ll never experience in the limited boundaries and duration of my “real” life.
And while I love much of the work Shields discusses in Reality Hunger—Proust’s In Search of Lost Time, for example, or Frederick Exley’s A Fan’s Notes, or Gregoire Bouillier’s The Mystery Guest, or Leonard Michaels’ Journal, or John Cheever’s journals—I also still long for stories with intricate plots and invented characters and beautiful language; I want to read “Goodbye, My Brother” at least as often as I dip into Cheever’s Journals. While reading Reality Hunger, I find myself nodding along with all the brilliant things Shields has to say, and yet…
And yet, this, I believe, is the point of Shields’ book.
What’s wonderful about Reality Hunger is that it asks you to argue with it, it demands dialogue and wrangling in a way that few books do. In the classic tradition of art manifestos, it is forceful, fiery, sometimes belligerent, but its main goal is to challenge readers to think deeply about preconceived notions, to defend their own artistic choices, their own aesthetic tastes. From now on, whenever I choose to read or write a linear narrative, I have to ask myself, what is the artifice hiding? What does it obscure? Is the work as honest as it can be, or does its construct keep me at a safe distance from the messiness of life and the ugly complexity of human nature?
Shields’ book is a guide for those of us hungry to connect with each other in a world that does all it can to keep us apart.
I finished it yesterday, and a few minutes after I put it down, I picked it back up and started reading it again. I have a feeling that my argument with Shields will continue for a long time to come.
Hawthorne Books author Scott Nadelson is author of The Cantor’s Daughter, winner of the Samuel Goldberg & Sons Fiction Prize for Emerging Jewish Writers and the Reform Judaism Fiction Prize, Saving Stanley: The Brickman Stories, winner of the Oregon Book Award for short fiction and the Great Lakes Colleges Association New Writers Award, and the forthcoming Aftermath: Stories.
Visit Scott Nadelson’s website @ www.scottnadelson.com
Peter H. Fogtdal is Funny
See people are smiling and in a few more seconds they will be laughing because Peter H. Fogtdal is about to start his UCLA reading for them. Laughing with Peter of course...
Hawthorne Books’ author Peter H. Fogtdal recently gave a reading of The Tsar’s Dwarf at UCLA’s The Scandinavian Section and even though it was a sunny mid-day event it was a great turnout.
In his words:
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When you walk around UCLA’s gorgeous campus, you discover that even the buildings are celebrities. I pass Ronald Reagan Medical Center, Herb Albert’s School of Music, and Cher’s Institute for Plastic Surgery. And I marvel how lucky it is that a small time Scandinavian novelist has been allowed to do a reading for this crowd.
Will Jack Nicholson show up, I ask myself? Or do I have to settle for a drunk Charlie Sheen? In my mind I see the crowded auditorium with paparazzi fighting for a photo of Angelina Jolie and me. I picture gorgeous sophomores dragging me to their dorm rooms – against my will, of course.
But unfortunately, I’m not a star. I’m just another Dane with dandruff, so I’m left to babble at The Scandinavian Institute at Royce Hall. In a small room with squeaky chairs and hoarse Norwegians.
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It’s great though.
Thirty people show up. Some of them have to stand in the hall. And hey, most students haven’t even been forced by gun point. However, I don’t count a single celebrity. Their excuses for not coming are so lame. Sandra Bullock said she was practicing her Oscar speech, and Madonna is adopting the country of Malawi. That woman just can’t get enough of anything, can she?
But I’m a humble man. I like people who haven’t been on TV. Unlike everybody else in L.A.
To read more about this and more visit Peter’s blog @ Danish Accent.
Hawthorne Books author Peter H. Fogtdal was born in 1956 in Copenhagen, Denmark and has a degree in playwriting from Cal State Fullerton. He is the author of twelve novels in Danish. Three have been translated into French, two into Portuguese. In 2005 he won The Francophonian Literature Prize (Le Prix Litteraire de la Francophonie) for Le Front Chantilly. The Tsar’s Dwarf is his first novel in English. Peter H. Fogtdal shares his time between Portland, Oregon, and Copenhagen, Denmark.
Some Clips of Frank Meeink
Now that we’re putting together the 20-plus city Autobiography of a Recovering Skinhead book tour with the help of the Anti-Defamation League, it’s a good time to broadcast the media attention that Frank Meeink generates.
Frank’s agency Admire Entertainment put together this short reel with media coverage from the likes of Hard Copy (RIP) and Katie Couric. We’ve recently begun uploading videos to our Hawthorne Books YouTube Channel so if you want to stay up to date on all things Hawthorne Books head over and check it out and/or subscribe.
Autobiography of a Recovering Skinhead reviews are already rolling in and they’re good. Really good. We’ll let you know more shortly.
Buy Local: Booksellers, Publishers, and Authors
Buy local is a mantra in Portland and supporting independent local businesses preserves the individuality of this great city.
St. Johns Booksellers is especially grateful to the community for listening to their pre-holiday plea: help us raise $6000 or we are out of business for good. Despite the minimal foot-traffic and dwindling national economy, local patrons listened to owner Nena Rawdah and rallied to keep this family-owned neighborhood bookstore located in the historic heart of North Portland’s St. Johns neighborhood, open for business.
During this financial struggle, St. Johns Booksellers created the Community Supported Bookstore (CSB) program to ensure a more stable future. This program benefits participants (free stuff, discounts, and exclusive events!), the bookseller/s (steady cash flow, means to expand), and the community at large.
Another family-owned bookstore we all know, Powell’s Books, encourages readers to look beyond the bestsellers. Check out the small press corner bookshelves, located in the blue room of Powell’s City of Books on Burnside. This section highlights small press publishers — many local.
Kevin Sampsell, who runs the small press section at Powell’s, is an author himself, with a new release A Common Pornography, which has gained local notoriety through Powell’s, Portland State University and beyond. I’m currently reading his memoir for a writing class in the PSU Master of Arts in Writing program.
Most Portlanders haven’t allowed themselves to become indoctrinated into the corporate model of buy cheap, disposable, inauthentic products. Instead, let’s keep following our instincts to support independent business owners, authors, and publishers.
Bookmarks: Why We Don’t Buy Them

Robert's not pedestrian even though he likes Converse bookmarks.
Yes, it’s a random topic but one that we here at Hawthorne would like to address in an effort to discuss some of the finer points in life.
Bookmarks are not just the one-click away culled websites that you computer people like to frequently visit while on online sojourns. They are also the things that you place in between the pages of those atavistic bound things that you sometimes buy from us (thank you) in order to help you remember where you left off.
These are some items that we at Hawthorne Books frequently use as bookmarks.
Rhonda: I like to use Broadway Books bookmarks or sometimes if I leave the jacket on in a hardcover then I use that.
Kate: Fred Meyer receipts, and sometimes the corner of the page from the newspaper.
Adam: I dog ear. I admit it.
Liz: Usually whatever is close at hand and that often ends up being envelopes – preferably from opened letters. There have been a couple times that I’ve forgotten to open a letter for a few weeks because it became lodged in a neglected book. 95% of my mail is bills and adverts anyway. Write me?
Robert (one of our fall interns): I bought a pair of Converse a few years back and I use a piece of the cardboard from the tag that I cut off. I also just tear of pieces of paper from random things. I’m not that organized about it.
So the bottom line is sure we’ve all had some nicer bookmarks over the years –- carved wood, laminated photos — and we’re really not sure what happens to them. Maybe it’s kind of like lighters and socks. They go to some special far, far away place. We’ll take the random grab and go bookmarks.
Here’s a very unique bookmark but not very transportable bookmark. Strange but true.
Portland Wired — Reading Local: Portland, and Bookslut
There are a lot of things to be grateful for in Portland in terms of literary arts — a lot of which can be found to your right within our blogroll. I think it’s pretty telling that the longest list is Portland Lit. including businesses and publications such as Literary Arts, Ooligan Press, Reading Frenzy, The Grove Review and Reading Local: Portland. Bookslut is also Portland lit. now — we have it in our favorite blogs section.
These last two online publications are ones that our heart goes thump, thump for lately so we’re featuring them here for you.
Reading Local: Portland is a fantastic site run by founder/publisher Gabe Barber for all things Portland lit. based — readings, reviews, lit. news and events, and more from local writers, reviewers, librarians, and even lawyers. Hawthorne Books six degrees of separation with Reading Local is contributor Spencer Newlin-Cushing was an intern for a day at Hawthorne Books before he got an actual bill paying job in the field.
Bookslut is all over the map in terms of content and contributors in a good way — this mega-book-web-magazine-blog is where we go for all sorts of book reviews, author interviews and industry news. Added bonus: bookslutman himself — managing editor Michael Schaub now calls Portland home. Little bird says Michael is going to be featured in a great local interview printed any day now.
Reading Local: Portland
www.portland.readinglocal.com
Bookslut
www.bookslut.com
Frank Meeink’s Lecture at Washington and Jefferson College—November 19, 2009
Frank’s lecture explores similar issues as his upcoming Hawthorne Books title, Autobiography of a Recovering Skinhead. If you’re interested in Frank’s life, this lecture is a great introduction.
Part I—Origins
Part II—Recruiter
Part III—Prison
Part IV—The Smart One
Part V—Back Home
Part VI—Changes
Part VII—Who I am
Part VIII—Q&A Part I
Part IX—Q&A Part II
Excerpt of Interview with Jody M. Roy, Ph.D., and Frank Meeink from Autobiography of a Recovering Skinhead

Jody M. Roy and Frank Meeink on the road...
We thought it’d be nice to include an excerpt from Autobiography of a Recovering Skinhead since we’ve been mailing out review copies and pre-sale orders for the past few weeks. For those of you who’ve ordered the book but haven’t received it yet — here’s a taste of what’s to come.
I learned heaps from this back-of-the-book interview that Autobiography of a Recovering Skinhead editor Adam O’Connor Rodriguez conducted after the manuscript was delivered. The interview is an up close and personal way into the research as well as into Jody M. Roy’s writing process.
If you want to read the entire interview you’ll have to buy the book. From now until April 1st, 2010 the only place to purchase it is directly from us here. Added bonus: no shipping and handling. Not to mention you’ll be supporting a vibrant, small press. Don’t mind if we say so ourselves.
Without further ado…
Excerpted interview from Autobiography of a Recovering Skinhead:
Adam O’Connor Rodriguez (AOR)
Jody M. Roy, Ph.D. (JMR)
Frank Meeink (FR)
AOR How did this project come about?
FM Jody came to me first on another book project she was working on and asked if I’d be interested in being interviewed for a chapter for the book. I said sure – she was recommended by a good friend of ours, Quay Hanna. She drove down to my house from Wisconsin; it’s about a six hour drive, and first thing, we went out to dinner and talked and she reminded me again that I was just a chapter in the book and I assured her I knew that I was more than a chapter. She laughed and said, “We’ll look into that later on.” That was our first real meeting.
JMR Frank’s response was slightly more colorful than “I’m more than a chapter” but that was the essence of it. For that particular project, the day after we had dinner together, we sat for about two and a half or three hours of interview, just sort of a basic run-through of everything, and I was convinced by the end that yes, Frank was more than a chapter, no doubt about that. But also, Frank seemed comfortable talking about the book project even at that point.
FM What I really felt comfortable with was two things: one, that she knew the lingo. I’d tried to work on this project with other people before, but to have to describe and define every piece of the movement – like what SHARPs are, Skinheads Against Racial Prejudice – to have to define all that stuff bogged me down talking until I wasn’t enjoying it. But when I talked to Jody, she would sometimes know more of the history than I did.
And second, she knew other things, like that some people have businesses in civil rights and sometimes those groups will use fear to get more donations. When I talked to her about that, she knew what I was talking about already; she knew what I was getting at. So I felt comfortable enough that I could say whatever I wanted, because I wouldn’t say something like that around most people. Of course, most civil rights groups are very legitimate, great groups, but when I said that some weren’t, she knew exactly what I was talking about. And I remember thinking right then that I felt comfortable with her.
AOR What was the process you used to get the story from spoken to written?
JMR We had that first short interview for the other project and we decided we’d move forward, but I had to finish working on the other project, some work I was doing wearing my academic hat. We actually got started about a year and a half later, just because of things we both had on our plates at the time. Step one was to do a great deal of interviewing, but also to do some site visits. This was a gut instinct on my part – I believed Frank would remember things better if he could see them. You have to remember – for four and a half years, Frank was pretty itinerant, at times homeless. There aren’t the kinds of records most people would have from their teenage years. We can’t look in the high school yearbook. We can’t look at family pictures in photo albums. We can’t cross-reference things to a grade sheet. Trying to pin things down and get the discussion going, it seemed it might be better if we left the home and office space and got in the car.
In October of 2005, I picked Frank up and we started toward the end of the story – we did Indiana and Illinois. It was our first trip ever together and it was quite a commitment. We were on the road for six days, twenty-four hours a day of work on the book interrupted only by sleep, naps really. I had Frank on tape basically the whole time, whether he was talking about things that had happened in Philly when he was a little kid or talking like, “Wow, I’m standing in the parking lot of Crazy Cate’s for the first time in fifteen years” – we captured it all. Part of that was so that I could go back and piece the timelines together, but it was also of course to capture his voice, because I needed tons of exposure to that.
After that trip, we went back to our separate corners, and I went into research mode really trying to nail down the dates. The following May, we spent seven or eight days on the East Coast doing the same thing – interviewing people, visiting the scenes of various events. And that was important for me because I had to get a feel for what some of these places looked like. One example: having not grown up on the East Coast, my concept of an urban alley is based on Chicago or St. Louis or Indianapolis. I had no idea that what Frank considers an alley, I would consider an outdoor hallway; I needed to see the compression of South Philly and how close things are to even begin to evoke that sense of space within the book. That trip was very important for that purpose. It was also important to meet people and capture their voices for purposes of dialogue in the book.
Somewhere in between those two trips, we realized we were off by a year on the time layout for the book and for his life. It took months to figure that out. As Frank talks openly about in the book, he not only was itinerant, he also lied about his age as a teen – it’s not like we could ask somebody, “Well, what was Frank doing when he was sixteen,” because when Frank was sixteen, people thought he was eighteen or nineteen. For several years, the timelines are convoluted and without touch points. Ultimately, what became the touch points were the arrest dates and counting back from that to Crazy Cate’s and counting back back back and realizing we had an extra year in there. We were off base due to confusion about his age and lying about his age when he was a teenager, and also because he just doesn’t have the date markers most people rely on. Frank can’t assume it was summer when something happened because he wasn’t in school then; he dropped out at fourteen. Actually, his memories of what was going on in sports and what songs were playing heavy rotation on the radio became very important. Without Guns-N-Roses, we never would’ve figured out parts of that timeline.
FM And on the lying about my age – most of my life I was either running, head of, or hanging with older guys, which included older girls. So most of my life, I wanted the girls to think I was older, so I was fourteen telling everyone I’m sixteen because the girls we’re hanging with are sixteen.
JMR Whenever we’d try to nail down when these things happened, I’d be talking to someone for the book and I’d ask, “Do you know how old Frank was when this happened?” And the universal answer was sixteen. Frank was sixteen for about five years according to most people who knew him. Figuring out the timeline was the hardest part of the book. We rarely were able to pinpoint a particular week or something; unless somebody keeps a daily record from birth on, they’re not going to be able to do that. But to get it into some kind of causal order was a key issue to me, and that took a long time. So after we got that down and did the site visits and the interviews and everything else, then I started the original rough draft. After that it’s been I draft and proof, then Frank reads and gives me feedback, then draft, proof, read, feedback, again and again for about two years, until we decided to move with it.
FM With the timeline, since I’ve been speaking about my life for the past ten or fifteen years, I remember when Jody and I first started this project, I thought, “Well, I’ve been telling this story, but am I standing on a stage as the fisherman who’s been telling people the fish was two foot big when really it was just one foot?” What was good about our trips was that it seemed like the fish really was two foot, because to hear other people tell their versions of the story, they actually make me sound worse – in my version of the story, I threw a lucky punch one night. But in other people’s versions, I was an animal. That was one of the good things about interviewing other people and me being very open and telling them they could say anything they wanted about me. Sometimes when Jody would do interviews, I’d leave so they could be as honest as they wanted about me.
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AOR You were incarcerated in an adult prison as a seventeen year old kid. How did doing that time shape who you are?
FM I learned to become a man in there. In the movement, I was surrounded by boys; even the older guys were scared little boys. And when I went to prison, I met people who were real men. Real men in the fact that they handled themselves like men. I didn’t even know how to shave. A dude had to teach me how to shave in there. I only had a little goatee then, but I’d never shaven in my life; my father never gave me that lesson, my stepfather never gave me that lesson, and I’ll never forget that prison is where I learned to shave; it’s where I learned to talk a little deeper and mean a little bit more about what I say. I don’t want to put forward that guys in prison are great representatives of men because, even when I give talks I’ll say that they’re not the real tough guys – the real tough guys are the men who pay their bills and take their kids fishing every weekend, those are the real tough guys.
I definitely became a man in there, and I learned that up until that point, I feared men because of my stepfather – I had a fear of men. And once I got in prison and learned that I can handle myself and do it with a streetwise dignity, that fear went away. Until then, I was always afraid of adult men. If you were a friend of mine and you had a dad, I didn’t want to be around the room with him – for one, I was probably trying to recruit you into the movement, so I didn’t want your dad to be involved in our talk, but I also had this fear that all fathers and father figures were mean. But in prison, I learned that I am a man and not all men are like that.
JMR One of the things I’ve noticed in Frank, and this is coming from that fear as a child that lingers, is that as a kid on Tree Street, the only time Frank could eat comfortably was very late at night after John was asleep or passed out. And I’ve noticed now, having spent a lot of time with Frank, that he still consumes nearly half of his calories in any twenty-four hour period standing at the kitchen cupboard in the middle of the night, or eating pickles out of the fridge or if we’re on the road, raiding hotel vending machines, because it’s safe.
FM I still do that every night, I wake up and I have to go downstairs and eat, because my body tells me, “ Yo, this is the time that you normally eat” and I do – I feel comfortable eating what I want, and my wife even says she knows there’s some issues there, like sometimes subconsciously I still might even hide what I ate, because when I was a kid, I wasn’t allowed to go downstairs and eat, so if I ate something that came in a wrapper, I had to bury the wrapper at the bottom of the trash. I still do that, and I don’t know if that’s a fear of men or habit.
JMR The fear of men issue was overcome from everything I’ve seen. But some patterns that started because of that fear are still there, and that’s a behavior pattern I don’t think he’ll ever shake – it’s not like he’s eating at 2:00 a.m. because he’s scared of who’s actually in the room, it’s that his whole experience from ages ten through thirteen was so intense that it programmed certain behaviors that will always be there. It’s as if your stomach is only comfortable eating at that time.
FM It’s even hard for me today to discipline my kids forcefully and not think, “Am I treating them like my stepfather treated me?” I know I’m not; I know I treat my children a million times better than I was treated, but when it comes time to discipline them – and I don’t hit my kids or anything – I make sure to not cut too deep with my words. And sometimes I think maybe I need to do that; that they need to see I’m really disappointed in something they did but I can’t go there because my biggest fear is that they’re going to go to their bedrooms and feel what I felt. And it’s hard to go up to that line, but I have to do it daily with them.
To read more of this interview purchase the book Autobiography of a Recovering Skinhead from the Hawthorne Books website.
What We’re Reading

Good stuff on the shelf...
Kate:
Longitude: The True Story of a Lone Genius Who Solved the Greatest Scientific Problem of His Time by Dava Sobel
Growing Vegetables West of the Cascades by Steve Solomon
You Are Your Child’s First Teacher by Rahima Baldwin Dancy
Rhonda:
Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy
Adam:
The Disappointment Artist essays by Jonathan Lethem.
The Things They Carried by Tim O’Brien
Speedboat by Renata Adler
Change Your Brain, Change Your Life by Dr. Amen
The Omnivore’s Dilemma by Michael Pollan
Scott Nadelson’s upcoming short story collection, Aftermath
Liz:
Palestine by Joe Sacco
Little Green by Loretta Stinson
Bottomless Belly Button by Dash Shaw
The Sportswriter by Richard Ford
Blink by Malcolm Gladwell
Vij’s: Elegant and Inspired Indian Cuisine by Vikram Vij and Meeru Dhalwala
And more submissions than I care to summarize here.
We always like to keep up with what these folks are reading. Especially since Bookslut managing editor Michael Schaub is now a bona fide PDX’r. Welcome to town Bookslutman.
What are you reading?
Books in the House: Autobiography of a Recovering Skinhead

What's in Hawthorne Books senior editor Adam O'Connor Rodriguez's pocket?
While we were all celebrating those late year/early year holidays a book-filled container on a ship made its way across the big blue to us at Hawthorne Books. After this container docked and then scooted down to Portland a man was nice enough to dolly up a fair few boxes of these books to our office. We tipped him generously. And now…
We’re filling pre-sales orders for our spring title Autobiography of a Recovering Skinhead! Even though this title won’t be on bookseller shelves until April 1, 2010 you can buy advance copies from us online. Not only will you get the book three months early — you won’t pay a dime for shipping and handling. For $15.95 it’ll be at your doorstep in a few days via USPS.
That’s true of all of our titles — no shipping and handling. Ever.
So if you weren’t one of these early birds…

First round of pre-sales mailing for Autobiography of a Recovering Skinhead, a lot more to go.
Get your order in. We want to send you books.







