Saturday, August 7, 2010

Barrie Jean Borich




Here in blog-land, I return this month to my project of featuring writers I admire.

Barrie Jean Borich is the author of My Lesbian Husband, winner of the American Library Association GLBT Book Award. In preparation for a visit to her class at Hamline University this spring, I picked up the book, thinking that despite the obvious similarity - we’re both lesbian nonfiction writers - our lives and work would be wildly different.

And that’s true. I’m out the boonies; she’s in the city. I’m a former trails worker; she’s an established – and gifted – college professor. I have very few gay friends; she’s part of a large community.

Turns out none of that matters. Her book struck home with me. It’s a book about lesbianism – about identity and discovery and the joys and struggles of a long-term relationship – themes to which I can certainly relate; it’s also about family, neighbors, pets, and jobs. The language is rich and inventive and honest. The narrative structure, too, takes an original course, meandering through time while staying, well, wed, to her younger brother’s wedding and the feelings it inspires. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg.

My Lesbian Husband is largely about Minneapolis and various neighborhoods therein, her chosen home(s). Like the best nature writing, her descriptions brought the city, a place I’d never been when I read it, to life for me. Moreover, the way she grapples with the idea of home (especially in the fine chapter “Leaving Bohemia”) helped me understand that my own feelings aren’t as tied - or limited - to wilderness as I sometimes worry.

In a more recent essay, “Geographical Solutions” in the Fall 2009 issue of Ecotone, Borich boards the Amtrak “Empire Builder” and sets up her theme:

“… all Americans, even the most put-upon among us, might have a little bit of empire building in our makeup, some desire to refind the lost parts of ourselves through locating and owning, landing somewhere and inscribing our names.”

As she travels back to Chicago, where she grew up, she discovers that “There is a retaking that comes of reseeing.” Her work has helped me “re-see” some of my own ideas. For that, I’m grateful.

You can read “Geographical Solutions” at the Ecotone website:
http://www.ecotonejournal.com/index.php/articles/details/geographical_solutions1

For more about Barrie Jean Borich and her work, visit her website:
http://www.barriejeanborich.net/

Friday, July 23, 2010

KUOW interview

About a month ago, I traveled over the mountains to Seattle to tape an interview with Dave Beck on the Seattle NPR affiliate KUOW. It was a great experience - despite the late June snowfall on Snoqualmie Pass - and wildly different than the live radio interviews I've done in the past. You can hear our chat about Test Ride on the Sunnyland Bus live tomorrow July 24 at noon on 94.9 in Seattle or at http://www.kuow.org/. (It will also replay a couple of times mid-week.)

Or you can listen at the link below:

http://www.kuow.org/program.php?id=20888

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Book Tour in Retrospect


After seven weeks of readings and one intensive Flick Creek workshop, I’m home. I’ve been home, actually, for a week. Long enough to wash clothes, pay bills, weed the garden, attend one party, run occasionally, and nap often. The thing about traveling around reading from your book is the thing about traveling around doing anything: when you’re in it, you’re in it. Now finally, I can start to take stock.

Highlights were many. I got to read in front of family and friends, including many who knew my father, at UC Riverside and at the gorgeous new Rubidoux library. Who would’ve thought, when I was growing up, that someday the fanciest place I’d read would be Rubidoux? (Well, who would’ve thought I’d be out doing readings? That's the real question.) In Los Angeles, I spent a fine evening at the landmark African American bookstore Eso Won (translation: “water over rocks”) with a small but enthusiastic group of readers. Afterwards owner James Fugate, who spent some time in Tallahassee himself in the early ‘80s and had heard much about my father’s test ride, explained that the crowd surely would’ve been bigger if we weren’t competing with the Lakers. (Never thought about that: me vs. Kobe. Scary.) In San Francisco—between readings in Berkeley, at CSU East Bay, and in the Mission District—I visited the site of my dad’s old bookstore in North Beach by bike with Laurie. In Seattle, in the new basement reading room at Elliott Bay Books, I competed with frequent flushings through the exposed plumbing overhead. The reading went on, the discussion was fun, the books all sold out.

Home for two days to plant the garden in the rain: peas, cukes, greens, carrots, broccoli, cabbage, squash. Breathe. Breathe. Back on the road.

At Annie’s Pizza in Concrete, folks showed up from Darrington, Rockport, Marblemount, Sedro Woolley, and Diablo, undaunted by a cold hard rain. Over pizza and beer, trail workers and tree planters, NPS employees and pizza chefs, old timers and newcomers, shared stories of discrimination and redemption. Laurie and I stepped out into the dark around ten to a flat tire. Having no pride, I decided to call the Auto Club. We’d just gotten a new membership from my mom for Christmas, and I knew our spare was a bugger to get off, so why not? Why not? Lots of reasons. No offense to AAA or to the surly gentlemen who arrived, stripped the bolt, and left … but that was a bunch of bullshit. The spare tire was stuck, and so were we. Luckily our old friend Ned took us home at midnight to meet his new girlfriend for the first time. In the morning, we had the added pleasure of meeting Sweet Pea, the bottle-fed lamb with the purple collar. Next time Ned and Jeanne go on vacation, I hear, they’re taking Sweet Pea. And next time I’m in Concrete in a late night rainstorm with an unfixable flat, I hope Ned’s there.

In Bellingham, another crowd of trail types crowded on metal chairs then whooped it up at a local bar from sunset to last call. But the most honored guests were the youngest: nephews Ryan and Evan at their first literary event. Who knows? Maybe they’ll grow up to be writers. Or trail workers.

On to the San Juan Islands. Somehow in twenty five years in the Pacific Northwest I’d never been. Well, that was a mistake. The scenery is spectacular, the islands bucolic, the ferry rides worth every penny. In three days, we made it to all four islands that have regular ferry service. On Lopez I did a radio interview with writer Iris Graville then read at the lovely local library, the one librarian Lou Pray has “brought into the 21st century.” Until recently, Lopezians checked out books by writing their names on 3 x 5 cards. In Friday Harbor, I sat in the back room of Griffin Bay Books with three locals and a couple who had traveled from way-distant Kenmore, Washington just to attend. Together we talked over tea about civil rights and memories, writing, politics, and life. Laurie and I camped that night on Shaw with old friends.

The very last night we landed on Orcas Island. We’d planned to camp again, but it turns out we’ve gone soft. We found a hotel room and settled in and headed over to Darvill’s, yet another fabulous independent store, and afterwards sat together on driftwood, the beach to ourselves, and watched the swallows circle and dive as night fell. It was over.

There’s plenty of skepticism in the publishing world about the usefulness of a book tour. Take a peek around online and you’ll get the gist: better to have a Facebook page, better to Twitter. I suppose virtual book promotion is better if your life is already overburdened with the good wishes of critics and fans, better, too—granted—if your only concern is the bottom line. But for me, after spending five years in a room alone, more or less, rehashing some stuff that wasn’t that fun to rehash—and shaping some stuff, to be fair, that was fun to shape—going out to meet real live readers was a must, a relief, a delight.

Is it stressful? You bet. Is it tiring? Exhausting. Is it expensive? It is. But with some months of planning you can get your travel, at least, paid for by universities and libraries. In the end, you can help out a few independent bookstores and make a few connections—I came home with a stack of fine books by writers I met along the way—and, of course, you can see new places. Maybe best of all, you can see your book anew in the comments readers make, the questions they ask; often enough they find something I never knew was there. Which is how it should be. It’s not my book anymore, not really, it’s theirs. It’s yours.

Then there’s the big question. Sales? Not bad. I’ve about sold out of the first printing of Test Ride on the Sunnyland Bus. That’s true. It’s also true that it was a pretty small print run. So onward I go. I oughta try to spit out a couple short essays this month, at least, to help with the bills around here. That and read a few thousand student essays. If all else fails, there’s always day labor.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Sunnyland in Spring

Is there any better time to go out and about seeing new places than the spring time? I’ve been reading around the country from Test Ride on the Sunnyland Bus and just can’t get over it. It’s gorgeous in Minneapolis, gorgeous in Detroit, gorgeous in California and, of course, back “home” here in Washington, for a brief laundry stop, it’s gorgeous. Everywhere there are blossoms and greenness and occasionally snow flurries to mix it up and keep you guessing.



The readings are going well. You never know quite what to expect or who will turn up. A Girl Scout troop appeared in Perris to shake my hand and talk about their favorite books. The winner by a landslide: The Very Hungry Caterpillar. Some students way up in Ely, Minnesota knew their civil rights history and were excited to delve deep into it. One young African American fellow even got to thinking he might take a minor in it as a sub-specialty. That’s pretty cool.

The next swing is all West Coast:
Thursday, May 6 at 6 pm at the University of Oregon in Eugene
Monday, May 10 at 7 pm at Eso Won Books in Los Angeles
Tuesday, May 11 at 3 pm UC Riverside
Wednesday, May 12
at 7:30 pm at Pegasus Books in Berkeley
Thursday, May 13 at 7 pm at Modern Times Bookstore in San Francisco
Saturday May 15 at 2 pm at Elliott Bay Bookstore in Seattle

There will be a few college class visits and radio interviews along the way, too, to mix it up. Then I’ll go home for a few days, the first in six weeks, and hopefully get the garden planted. Then back out.

Test Ride continues to get some nice press.

A review from The Oregonian:
http://www.oregonlive.com/books/index.ssf/2010/04/nonfiction_review_test_ride_on.html

And a profile in The Riverside Press Enterprise:
http://www.pe.com/localnews/stories/PE_News_Local_W_spagna20.48cb618.html

Drop a note/comment to offer any feedback, support, or heckling. At this point, I think I’m unfazed-able.

Friday, April 30, 2010

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Monday, April 19, 2010

Sunnyland goes to, well, Sunnyland

I had a fabulous time at Powell's on Hawthorne in Portland and at Get Lit! book festival in Spokane, Washington, and at A Book for All Seasons in Leavenworth. The spring weather - blossoms, blue sky, puffy clouds - put on a fancy show, and I got to meet and/or hang out with some fabulous writers: Diana Joseph, David Laskins, Jess Walters. Not to mention the friends who traveled a long way to listen, chat, pad the audience, cheer me on, and later eat drink and be merry!


This morning I hop on a plane to Southern California.

Readings this week are at:
CSU Channel Islands Tuesday April 20 7 p.m.
Perris Library, Wednesday April 21 6:30 p.m.
Rubidoux Library, Thursday April 22 6:30 p.m.

Looking forward to seeing some sun and some familiar faces ... some in Riverside (my home town - Perris & Rubidoux are right nearby) from way way back!

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Test Ride hits the road

We're getting a little April snow (snow!) in Stehekin today, and tomorrow I'm heading out to start several weeks of readings from Test Ride on the Sunnyland Bus.
It'd be a delight to see you / meet you.

Next week will find me at:
Powell's on Hawthorne in Portland Monday, April 12 at 7:30 pm
The Get Lit! Festival in Spokane Friday & Saturday, April 16, 17
A Book for All Seasons in Leavenworth April 18, 1 pm - 3 pm

You can see more events on my website at:
http://www.anamariaspagna.com/events.html

Meanwhile the book has gotten some nice press.

From The Wenatchee World:
http://www.wenatcheeworld.com/news/2010/mar/31/back-on-the-bus-ana-maria-spagna-writes-a-lost/

And an excerpt (with an excellent photo attached) in Oregon Quarterly:
http://www.oregonquarterly.com/spring2010/feature2.php