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With Lisa Dale Norton Bookstand: Your specialty is first-person narrative non-fiction, also called memoir. Could you talk about how and why this particular genre resonates so deeply with the way your creative process works? Lisa Dale Norton: I write first-person narrative nonfiction because I use writing as a way to find out what I think and how I feel. It helps me sort out and make sense of my world. I am interested in understanding my experience. I am interested in the universal aspects of the individual experience, and in finding those through exploration, honesty and compassion. That's what it takes to write truly moving first-person narrative nonfiction. I suppose that response in part also answers the "how" of your question. By exploring in words my interior and exterior landscapes, I make sense of what can often seem like the chaotic flow of life. I story my life as I order the events, and because first-person narrative allows me to be the hero of my own stories, I am able to ferret out meaning in the random, make beauty from the horrific. Q : What are three or four of the most important steps a young writer can take to insure that his/her creative process leads to finished works? A: 1) Throw out your TV. TV script writing does not teach truths that resonate
with heart resolutions. I also believe TV inculcates in young writers
a lack of originality and a sense of hopelessness. If you want to be original,
honest and have something to say worth finishing, refuse to fill your
mind with pablum. Q: When you were writing Hawk Flies Above, how did ideas come to you and how did you keep yourself focused? A: I write very intuitively and I was not consciously working on themes and sub-themes. I had a place I loved, a story to tell, and the passion to finish the project. I also had an editor, in George Witte, who encouraged me to go deep and to tell the truth. As for the compilation of ideas: I did a vast quantity of research before ever writing the book. I spent a childhood in the Sandhills of Nebraska. I went back as a twenty-something to patch together my life in familiar territory, and then I went back again as an adult, with a grant in my pocket, to do formal research. On that last trip, I traveled thousands of miles over back roads interviewing people, taking copious notes and photographing everything that interested me. I walked, smelled, tasted, laughed and hung out with the people of the Hills. I read dozens of books about Sandhills history and Great Plains history and Nebraska history, and land use, and geology, and water. I kept an extensive card catalogue of facts and figures, and in the end I learned that material, so that when it came time to write it was all there in my head and I did not have to refer back to anything. I just knew it and it found its way naturally into what I had to say, into what I was passionate about. Q: Yet you kept everything together in just a few themes. A: I structured the book in three manageable arcs: Childhood, Young Adult, and Adult, you could say, and I stuck to material in each of those sections, more of less, that had to do with those periods in my life, although life can never be segmented clearly like that. I wrote shimmering images, as I call them, gathering the vivid incidents I remembered, and I wove them into essay-like chapters that had larger thematic concepts that underpinned them. These larger thematic concepts I discovered only as I worked on the material, let the stories mingle and ferment. Q: You're a master at the exploration of themes, especially the relationship between landscape, creativity and the heart. Could you explain the creative and intellectual process of exploring themes-how to dive in, where to go, how to branch out in such a way that you can return with a piece of literature ready to write? A: I love landscape, so I naturally draw parallels between the exterior landscape and my interior landscape. It seems perfectly natural to do this. I see prairie and my heart opens, I see into my soul and the metaphors rise and present themselves to me. I see the silence of an alpine setting in snow and the stories of my past rise to greet the vision and the alchemy of art and desire and loss and love all convergee and parallels simply present themselves to me. I simply gather them up like fallen apples under a tree and present them to you. Q: You've come to writing from a music background. Why do you think so many writers are musically inclined, and why is it so beneficial for practicing writers to have a strong relationship with music, or art, or the performing arts? A: Writing is all about rhythm and pattern and melody line, harmony, counterpoint and meter. Some books are like symphonies, others are concertos, still others folk songs. There is so much similarity between the forms of music and the forms of written story that for one educated in music the parallels are immediate. When I think of the form of a story I am working on, I am often reminded of a piece of music I know; when I look for solutions in how a story needs to flow, I often look to music. When I was a college student, I took years and years of music theory classes. I learned to analyze music on a variety of different levels. It was extremely hard work, next to the study of advanced math, I was told. Later, I used my understanding of music composition to write music criticism for newspapers and magazines. Only later did I begin to see the parallels between musical composition and the other arts, and specifically with writing. Q: One critical factor of writing that is evident in your work is "diving deep"-not digressing from a hard truth when it presents itself. You're very skilled at both teaching this and practicing this in your own work. A: Courage is the word that first comes to mind. Courage and trust. A writer must have the courage to go to the place inside himself where the best material lies, the place you instinctively shy away from because it is laden with landmines. You have to be strong enough to go there and walk through the minefield and bring back the treasure that waits. And you have to trust that you will be okay on the journey. Where one gets those two qualities, I can only speculate. I can tell you I learned them from my mother and my father who were rebels, and my maternal grandmother, who was a Plainswoman who would not accept quitting as an option. Hence, I was always stubborn and fiercely independent and rebellious, and while those qualities drove school teachers nuts when I was a kid (they tried diligently to break me of my "bad" behavior), I remained true to my own star. Those very qualities, of stubbornness and independence and rebelliousness, made me courageous and taught me to trust myself on the journey to the place where all good material waits. Q: What can writers and readers do to crack open their deepest heart, their deepest secrets? A: 1) Find a good teacher; 2) commit to your truth; 3) defy the system; 4) and then leap. As I used to say to a friend: the leap into the unknown, the place of your deepest secrets, always feels like freefall into the Grand Canyon. Later, you realize it was rather more like stepping off a curb in the city. Q: Another area on which you focus greatly is memory. We have intellectual and heart memory, but then we have cellular memory and cerebrospinal memory. In other words, full-body memory and then some. How does memory converge with the present moment in the creative process for you, and how can writers more greatly access their memory? A: The present moment hardly exists without the presence of memory, because everything we do, see, taste, hear, smell, and feel evokes memories of other things we have done, seen, tasted, heard, smelled, and felt, so that our present moment becomes a dance between the past and the present. It's instant and constant. Watch how you move through your day: An act in the moment leads to a memory, leads to a choice, leads to a new thought, leads to a memory. Most of what we live each breathing moment would mean nothing to us if we did not have the past to bounce it off of. Context is everything. Memory is everything. The only time we truly separate from past, or memory, is when we meditate and separate totally from this plain of living, focus so thoroughly on the movement of the breath, in and out, that we lose touch with the dance of present awareness and past context. I teach writers of first-person narrative nonfiction to access memory through a variety of techniques, but a simple one anyone can use is what I lump under the category of research, a dry-sounding word that often turns writers off, but then I go a step further, and it always sounds more tantalizing. I advocate being a pack rat and compiling a vast archive, and using that archive as the genesis of story. Letters and mementoes, old e-mails and photographs, and report cards, high school annuals, college newspapers, and family heirlooms. "Keep your stuff," I say, because in that stuff resides memory, and in that memory resides story. Q: You're both a great teacher and a great writer. This is not as common as it might seem. How do you draw from your personal writing experience to teach? A: I translate directly from my experience into what I teach. I speak most authoritatively from experience, so I find a way to explain what and how to do that. Theory I derive only from experience, not from something outside myself that I do not understand, something I parrot but have not lived. I may read all sorts of theoretical texts, but if I have not understood and applied that theory, translated and synthesized it, then I do not use it as a teacher. Only when I have done that does it find its way into my teaching, and then always in some much more low-key, perkier form. I guess you could say I believe in experiential teaching. I learn, and then I point. I learn, and then I listen and ask questions. I learn, and then I give hints, and then I just get out of the way. Q: When you explore a landscape, what do you see? A: I see the color of the light. I see the angle of the light. I see the birds or absence of birds, the grasses and trees and the mosses and lichens. I see every other place I have explored. I see comparisons. I see what the land evokes in my heart. I see all the things I do not know, the list in my head of what I have to learn. I see the historical context of the place, native habitation, white man movement. I see the dirt and gravel, the rocks, the animal tracks. I see scat, and the last traces of man. I see the music of the wind in the trees, the movement of water across the land. I see the effects of sun. I see the geologic history and the little tiny speck that I am moving through the landscape, and then I see God in everything, and then I get very quiet and I see me in God. Further
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