Wifeshopping Q&A (special thanks to TGV)
Q: Let’s get the autobiography question out of the way immediately. How much of Wifeshopping comes from your life?
A:
Everything and nothing. If you subscribe to Chekov’s dictum that all
characters you create are some distilled aspect of yourself—and I
do—then all of the characters in the collection are to some extent
autobiographical. This goes for the women as well as the men. You can’t
create believable characters without knowing them intimately, and that
knowledge starts in the dark corners of the self that fictional
characters crawl out of without the writer even noticing. On the other
hand, there isn’t a single character in the book that directly
represents a live individual that I knew. Ex-girlfriends have called to
ask me “Am I in it?”; but I couldn’t write fiction using a real-life
model for my characters, because it simply wouldn’t be an imaginative
process. It would be a documentary process, and that isn’t conducive to
fiction.
Q: So what exactly is the relationship between the book and your life?
A:
On an individual level the stories come from life—not from
relationships I’ve had but from small things I observed that incited my
imaginative curiosity. Each one was first drafted between 1991 and
1999, between the end of a failed “starter” marriage and the run-up to
a successful one that, so far, has survived through six years and two
children. So I was definitely “wifeshopping” in literal reality while I
wrote the stories, trying to figure out, on both a conscious and an
unconscious, creative level, what marriage meant and what it required.
The conscious level of figuring ended up in my life decisions, and the
unconscious level ended up in the book—though I had no idea of this
while I was writing the stories, which grew out of moments of empathy
and curiosity for people I’d see in the world. I’d catch a glimpse of
someone’s life, typically a woman’s, and wonder what it was like to be
them; then imagination and the fictive mind took over. “Knuckles,” for
instance, originated from a single glimpse of a woman in mourning as
she stepped into a waiting car near Boston’s Public Garden. The germ of
“Me and Paul” came to me at a Wyoming hot spring, where I saw a woman
playing basketball with her son. After a late-night film shoot in LA, I
saw a paramedic gloomily eating a burrito, and thus “3 A.M. Ambulance
Driver” was born.
Q: At what point did Wifeshopping start to come together for you as a collection?
A:
In 1999 or so I was about to get married again, and essentially stopped
having the particular kind of curiosity that led to those stories—my
imagination found different angles into people’s lives. I wasn’t
“wifeshopping” in reality anymore, not wrestling inside with the same
questions, so that vein of imagination dried up. But I was drawn to the
desperation of the stories I wrote during that phase, and kept going
back to them and polishing them—really figuring out the fundamental
human contradictions that made those characters tick. All of them were
stuck in emotional situations they had no easy way out of, and the
dissonance between who they thought they were and who they really were
struck me as great creative fuel. I rewrote their stories over and over
again because I wanted to understand them better. It was in that
rewriting that the common themes between the pieces became clear to me,
and the collection was born. It grew organically and cumulatively,
rather than from a predetermined central theme. Ultimately I got used
to their unfathomability and stopped digging into them so much, and
that’s when I knew the collection was ready to be read.
Q: Is Wifeshopping intended primarily for a male audience?
A:
That’s the easy assumption because of the title, but I didn’t intend
that and don’t believe it will play out that way with the reading
public. Two of the people who awarded prizes to it, Amy Hempel for the
collection as a whole and Antonya Nelson for the opening story,
“Beaching It,” are women, which make me feel that the book will not be
received as exclusionary. I think I’ve created full enough female
characters—although they don’t get as much airtime as the men, with the
exception of Bethany in the final story, “In Flagstaff”—for any reader
to see the women’s points of view. You could take each story’s lead
female character and spin the narrative around to see the relationship
as she experienced it, and that new story would have the same poignancy
because of the intimacy of the shared experience. Some of the male
characters might think they’re isolated, or feel compelled to
objectify women for their own emotional self-protection; but they are
all involved in a complex dance for two, and some objectify themselves
just as much as they do others.
Q: You mentioned isolation. There’s quite a bit of it in the collection.
A:
And that isolation is usually a function of self-acceptance, or lack
thereof. I don’t want to psychologize my own characters, but when you
work with them for fifteen years, you see some common denominators. The
men in Wifeshopping tend to have trouble achieving intimacy
with self and others, and that creates sort of a gradient by which you
can assess them. Some have more trouble than others; they flail around
and choose destructive relationships, desperate and unaware of what
they’re doing. Other men are more cognizant of what they bring to
relationships, and how their own expectations are influencing the
outcomes; they’re hip to how they mess things up by getting love mixed
up with personal identity, and they try to work against that.
Q: Does that mean there’s a narrative arc to the collection as a whole?
A:
Not precisely, but I do think that the people at the end of the
book—men and women both—have a better shot at finding lasting
relationships than those at the beginning. It’s by no means a lock-step
progression, but there’s a sense of gradual evolution re: preparedness
for marriage the book. I’m a romantic and believe that it’s possible
for people to find lasting love, but it takes a tremendous amount of
self-acceptance to love another human being. The book is a journey
through that process, and I do hope readers will have a hopeful
catharsis at the end. I hope to get dozens of emails from people
telling me that they met their spouse by reading Wifeshopping on a park bench, on a subway, in a cafe, or wherever, and got pulled into a conversation about love that never ended.