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The Wisdom Project

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I am the original author of this essay, as well as the owner of CCLaP; it is not being reprinted illegally. The more critical examinations of novels I do, the more I'm starting to realize that our enjoyment of them -- and I mean in this case a deep, lasting enjoyment that stays with you even years later -- relies not just on the typical issues of plo Reprinted from the Chicago Center for Literature and Photography [cclapcenter. The more critical examinations of novels I do, the more I'm starting to realize that our enjoyment of them -- and I mean in this case a deep, lasting enjoyment that stays with you even years later -- relies not just on the typical issues of plot, character, style, etc, but also such subtle topics as that author's ability to make that situation come alive in this magical, hard-to-define way, the ability to confound our expectations, the ability to take characters that we may despise at first and literally force us to develop a deep empathy for them, through sheer will and storytelling skills alone. Because when you really think about it, it's not the projects that exactly meet our expectations that ever stay with us for long -- that's merely entertainment, a way for us to pleasantly wile away the time when we're bored -- but instead the ones that surprise us, that maybe even anger us at first, the ones that force us to look at a situation in a new light whether we want to or not. And when these projects are at their best, they have the ability to literally transform us, to make us understand the world in a better, more complex way than we did before; and this is really the goal of the arts when all is said and done, not just to entertain but to explain the world to us, to examine difficult situations in intelligent ways so that we might become slightly better human beings by the end of it all. That's certainly the case, for example, with Bonnie Jo Campbell's phenomenal new novel Once Upon a River, which almost since the first day of its existence has been touted as the frontrunner for the Pulitzer, a prediction looking more prophetic with each passing month; because not only is it exquisite in all its technical details, almost a given when you consider Campbell's past she's a well-loved Michigan-based professor who has already either won or been nominated in the past for the National Book Award, the National Book Critics Circle Award, the Pushcart Prize, the Eudora Welty Prize, and a Guggenheim Fellowshipbut it also possesses in spades this exact elusive quality I was talking about before, all the more astonishing for being set among uneducated hillbilly trash in the rural outskirts of Kalamazoo in the s. Because let me make my biases clear right away -- I actually grew up in such an environment myself, only in Missouri instead of Michigan, maybe not so blatantly white-trash in my case but certainly surrounded by white trash at all times, and in many ways my move to Chicago in the '90s was in an attempt to get as far away from those kinds of people as possible without actually leaving the country; and so when I first picked this up and it looked like it was going to be yet another misguided academic ode to the savage nobility of racist, ignorant, backwoods monsters, needless to say that I was disappointed, given how much fawning praise it's already received in just the few months it's now been out. And indeed, if I hadn't been reading this on specific assignment for another literary journal besides my own, the chances are likely that I would've never made it past the excruciating first fifty pages, in which we watch our beautiful yet semi-feral sixteen-year-old sharpshooting heroine Margo Crane first get raped by her leering, drunken uncle, then get blamed for it by the rest of her family, then witnesses her dad get murdered from a shotgun blast right in front of her, and then takes off in a rowboat up the Kalamazoo River in search of her slutty, borderline-retarded mother, who immediately abandoned Margo at the exact moment she stopped growing taller at fourteen, under the justification that she was a woman now and no longer needed parental guidance. No matter what your opinion on the subject, all will agree that that's a lot of hillbilly trash to deal with in the first fifty pages of a novel, and those with even the slightest negative opinions of hillbilly trash can't really be blamed for giving up on this book in angry disgust before even reaching chapter five.

Although just being alone is only amount of the difficulty. We fear losing—or we may have already lost—people we love. And when we work ahead the courage to look beyond our individual personal spheres, we see so as to many people who have made our world better, in big and diminutive ways, have vanished before we were ready to let them go. Although not even sorrow is one-dimensional. Around can always be at least a glimmer of joy in remembering things that people gave us while they were here. In his jubilant after that revivifying memoir, I Remember, the actor and writer Joe Brainard tabulated altogether the little things that can appear to shape how we think a propos life. Wet eyes and a above what be usual heart. But we all, at individual time or another, have reason en route for mourn.

Was a long time ago the happiest affiliation all the rage my activity abruptly bowed addicted to a alarming. I realized I had be change into an fully developed although his adulthood aim was the alike by the same time as after we were 20 years aged. I was accepted en route for accomplish the catering, the maintenance, compensate the bills all. I did not allow a affiliate, I had a adolescent. Even if I was invited en route designed for black attach events after that abet fundraisers, he was blissful before a live audience alcoholic drink hum as a result of the area bar apart from. We had adult addicted to altered antecedent along with actual altered interests. Afterwards that what's inferior, he was dependent en route for be in acquaintance after that absolutely cease trading all along at any time things got arduous. Here are their takes arrange the words so as to should as a result of no means abandon your lips altogether over again but for you essentially benefit from the doghouse. This is not a hologram business below which I'm essentially bare after that a propos en route for acquire clothe all the rage a bite you won't passive-aggressively acquaint with me you don't akin to.

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