by bdietrich on April 22, 2011
It’s the 41st Earth Day and Good Friday to boot, which brings mixed feelings. It was Earth Day a year ago that the Deepwater Horizon oil platform sank after exploding earlier, unleashing the nation’s biggest oil spill. And Good Friday in 1989 when the Exxon Valdez ran aground in Alaska, a disaster I covered as a Seattle Times reporter.
Hopefully, no spills this time! The sun is shining and the tulips are up in the Skagit Valley.
Long before my fiction writing career I had an interest in the environment, and this spring I’m wrapping up a five-year-long stint teaching environmental journalism at Huxley College at Western Washington University. Huxley was arguably the nation’s first dedicated environmental college, when it opened the same year as the first Earth Day, in 1970.
One of my duties at Huxley has been to advise a student magazine called The Planet; its website is http://planet.wwu.edu/. It’s entirely produced by undergraduates and right now we’re in the middle of reporting the spring issue, with the theme of “animals.” It’s inspiring and rejuvenating to work with creative young people.
Another project I’ve been involved in is writing and producing a book on the history of Huxley College called “Green Fire.” […]
by bdietrich on April 20, 2011
Here’s an idea: let’s make memoirs true and put the made-up stuff in fiction.
Ain’t gonna happen. Too much money in lying. And literary bigwigs think it’s sorta okay.
This grumpy assessment is prompted by “Three Cups of Deceit,” Jon Krakauer’s eviscerating take-down of Greg Mortenson’s “Three Cups of Tea,” and the 60 Minutes expose on the same book. We’ve yet to hear Mortenson’s full defense, if he has one, but it’s not looking good for a mega-best-seller who has garnered tens of millions of dollars for Pakistani and Afghan school building that may (at least in part) be ineffectual and fraudulent.
We’ve been here before. James Frey’s “Million Little Pieces,” a fraud. Margaret Seltzer’s fraudulent “Love and Consequences” about street-gang life she never experienced. Monique de Wael’s memoir of “Surviving With Wolves” during the Holocaust, which she didn’t do. Herman Rosenblat’s “Angel At the Fence,” who fabricated a story of his future wife tossing apples over the fence at him at a Nazi concentration camp.
All of us are suckers for stories too good to be true, be it Washington confessing to chopping down the cherry tree or Bernie Madoff promising investment returns no one else could match.
But in memoir writing in particular, […]