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Petroglyphs and other made up elements of Written in Stone

Debbie Reese in her review of Written in Stone asked me about the petroglyphs in the story and why I invented them rather than using actual petroglyphs from the village of Ozette, where my story is placed.

 In the story the petroglyphs play a key role in helping Pearl uncover and claim her vocation as a writer and historian for her tribe. The ownership of artwork is a matter I take very seriously and to use an actual rock carving done by a Makah artist and put it in my book with no way of asking permission or compensating that artist fairly for his work would simply be wrong. So instead I invented a group of rock carvings based the carving style and technique I’ve seen while hiking in this area but copying none of them. To my thinking this is the more just course. Taking what’s

written_in_stone260not mine is wrong. Making things up is what a fiction writer does.  When the cover team was meeting I sent them a bunch of photographs of the Olympic Peninsula so they could get a feel for the ecosystem. The pictures included one of a petroglyph which is on public land and which commonly appears in works of non-fiction. I was so happy to see Richard Tuschman, the cover artist, incorporate a few petroglyphs on the cover–inventing an element in the style of this art but not stealing what’s not his to copy.

The other major plot element which is made up is the natural gas vent at Shipwreck Cove and the stories the tribe uses to keep children away from a dangerous place.  The accusation that I’ve made up stories that don’t exist is dead wrong. I’ve told no stories belonging to the Quinault or Makah, real or made up. I have pointed out something that is distinctive and interesting about their culture though. These tribes use monster stories to keep their children away from danger without having to hover over them constantly. I was struck by how much freedom young people in the community had during my time in Taholah. They walked all over town freely and without immediate supervision but still under the watchful care of the entire community. Places that might be dangerous, such as the ocean with it’s powerful undertow and the dump which attracts bears, were bounded about, not with fences, but with scary stories that kept kids from wandering into harm’s way. If there was a natural gas vent near the town (and there might be, there were places I was asked not to go myself when I lived there) then certainly there would be stories to warn children away.

imagesAs I say in the authors note the cove and its contents are my invention. Whether or not petroleum is present on the Quinault or Makah reservations is something you’d have to ask them about. Each tribe has a natural resources department and they are the ones to speak (or decline to speak) about their reservation lands. Natural gas is present all over the non-reservation areas of the Olympic Peninsula but it’s not abundant enough that anyone has drilled for it so far. Wildcatting in search of oil and natural gas was very common in the 1920s, and business men with an eye to a quick profit were often unscrupulous in acquiring mineral rights to land. This is not only an injustice directed toward Native Americans. Many white farmers and ranchers fell victim to their swindles as well. And frankly, I’m tired of stories that cast the Indian as the hapless victim. I wanted a story where the Native American kid won and did so, not in some wildly unrealistic battle or singlehanded act of heroism, but in the manner that most of life’s battles are won: with words, and community, and the hard work of many years.

 

Middle Grade Monday Book Review: Open Mic: riffs on life between cultures

17262283Ten authors — some familiar, some new — use their own brand of humor to share their stories about growing up between cultures. Henry Choi Lee discovers that pretending to be a tai chi master or a sought-after wiz at math wins him friends for a while — until it comically backfires. A biracial girl is amused when her dad clears seats for his family on a crowded subway in under a minute, simply by sitting quietly between two uptight women. Edited by acclaimed author and speaker Mitali Perkins, this collection of fiction and nonfiction uses a mix of styles as diverse as their authors, from laugh-out-loud funny to wry, ironic, or poignant, in prose, poetry, and comic form.

Three things for a middle grade reader to love

1. As the editor of this collection Mitali Perkins says, “humor crosses boarders like no other literary device. Shared laughter fosters community and gets us talking about issues that might otherwise case division or discomfort.” Here are ten wonderful jumping off places for family and classroom conversation.

2. I’m delighted to see the graphic novel format represented in a short story collection and I think Gene Luen Yang has something particularly valuable to share: the experience of speaking out against a film he felt represented his race unfairly. The unexpected happy ending was an invitation to write a better story himself from Dark Horse Comics. (Hurray for my hometown comics publisher!)

3. I found the most poignant story the one Olugbemisola Rhuday-Perkovich wrote about her own experience as a high achieving student applying for college. Perhaps because one of my children is a senior this year and is in the throes of college acceptance drama, it struck a particular chord. In some ways it is the most YA of the stories as it deals so directly with college admissions but I think the experience of high achieving minority students is fraught with this particular brand of prejudice long before senior year.

Something for myself to think about as a writer

My godparents gave me a book of short stories when I was 8 years old. I remember because it was the first “grown-up” book I’d ever received as a gift. I’ve always loved short stories and this collection made me think about why I love them so much. The truth is, the story Rhuday-Perkovich wrote about college admissions could have been a whole novel. Most high schools have that pack of kids who take AP classes and compete on the debate team and get involved in music or drama. She could have written a novel. The story Francisco X. Stork wrote about a brother and sister enfolding their younger gay-but-not-out brother in that unwise but fiercely protective love siblings have for each other, could have been a novel too. But I love the impact of the shorter form. It forces the writer to sift through a multitude of ideas and information about a character and present only the most powerful moment. Concentration. Focus.

I’ve just finished a full novel revision and am engaged in that lengthiest of ping pong games, the editorial process.  I think, what ever else I accomplish in February I want to write at least a half dozen short stories, just to see what new story ideas will bubble up in this new year.

 

Salem Willamette Writers

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At the Salem Willamette Writer’s monthly meeting I’ll be presenting my workshop Research and Empathy: Writing Across Cultures.

The vast majority of published fiction writers in the US are white, yet readers come in different shades and colors. This is especially notable in the children’s market where more than 90% of writers are white and more than 50% of readers are children of color. The long term answer is to mentor a generation of writers of color, but the short term answer is to encourage all writers to include characters from a variety of racial and ethnic backgrounds.

In this hands-on workshop I’ll will cover all aspects of researching a story outside your own cultural experience and will explain how to use our own experience to gain insight into another culture.