Hunter S. Thompson Threatens Ralph Steadman

29 07 2011

I love reading author’s letters. You get great insight into the writer’s life, their process, and personality. I just came across these letters between Hunter S. Thompson and Ralph Steadman, the illustrator of Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and lots of Thompson’s other works.

Steadman and Thompson had a strained relationship throughout their time working together. Thompson often tormented Steadman, giving the Englishman constant grief. He also brought Steadman along on many pranks, including a time when they went to spray paint “fuck the pope” on the side of one of the boats in The Americas Cup.

In this exchange Hunter is upset because Steadman sent Rolling Stone magazine some of his illustrations of Thompson, and Rolling Stone are considering printing the illustrations.

Thompson is so enraged he threatens to end their friendship: “you and I have had our last Scotch together,” Thompson writes. “Thanx for the laughs. “

Steadman, who usually tolerates Thompson’s antics and abuse, obviously was not going to take anymore:

“…don’t get pompous with me. I am not one of your goddamn sychophants or acolytes. I am the one you needed when you needed someone to say what cannot be said in words.”

Anyway, the link is below if you want to read the whole exchange. Enjoy.
Letters of Note: Don’t get pompous with me
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How to Improve Your Writing

26 05 2010

Want to know how to improve your writing?

Well, I’ll tell you.  There are two answers, and they’re both simple.

The short answer: it takes practice. The long answer: it takes practice and time.

It’s as simple as that.

Of course it is a good idea to take writing classes,  if you haven’t already. (If you can’t afford to take a class, don’t worry. There are many books at the library and free resources online that can show you the basics.) Learning the basics of grammar and how to structure an essay or short story will greatly improve your writing. But this isn’t my point.

Now, even more important than knowing the skills is using them. You have to practice if you want to get better, and this means actually writing, lots and often.  

Initially what you create won’t be to your desired standard. Simply, it won’t be very good. It takes practice and you will get better with each piece you write. The thing to remember is improvement happens over time, a long period of time. Try not to get frustrated. Think of  yourself as the body builder of writing.

Body builders don’t start off big. They gain their muscles by doing the the same exercise over and over again, for months and years. It’s hard work. Champion Body Builder Ronnie Coleman said it perfectly, “everybody wants to be a body builder, but nobody wants to lift the weight.” It takes time, effort, and hard work to improve your body. Writing is no different.

In order to increase your muscle mass as a writer you have to constantly produce material. Writing a couple short stories, poems, or essays, a year is about as effective as going for a jog at Christmas then expecting to be able to run the Boston Marathon in April.

Put yourself on a schedule. Write everyday. Start with setting aside just fifteen minutes a day. A  journal is good for this. And you can write a lot in fifteen minutes, especially when you’re not worried about your audience – think of it as a letter to yourself.

That said, produce something for others to read every one or two weeks. You can join a writer’s group, post something on your blog (if you’re reading this you probably already have one), or even print something out and distribute it to your friends.

The key is to continually and consistently produce material. Growth comes from time and effort.

Below I have posted a video featuring Ira Glass, the host of the popular radio show This American Life. (Each week 1.8 million listeners and podcasters tune in to his program.) This video is ‘part three’ in a series discussing storytelling. Here he discusses his own learning process, and how long it took him to hone his skills.

The part I liked about the piece is when he talks about how people often get discouraged by the fact that what they are producing isn’t as good as the stuff they like. There is a gap between the quality of their work and the work of their heroes. Using examples from his own career, he shows that the only way to narrow this gap is to keep writing, keep producing. In order to get good you have to put out a lot of crap.

And it’s true. Trust me. I’ve been writing for years, and I’m still no where close to producing material in the calibre of Hunter S. Thompson, George Orwell, or Charles Bukowski. What keeps me going is knowing that they had to put in their time and produce a lot of crap in order to become literary giants.

Anyway, I hope you find the video helpful. Keep writing, and enjoy.





Book 11 – The Apprenticeship of Duddy Kravitz, by Mordecai Richler

14 05 2010

9780143051466“You think I never read a book? I’ve read books. I’ve got friends now who read them by the ton. A big deal. What’s so special in them? They all make fun of guys like me.”
- The Apprenticeship of Duddy Kravitz, by Mordecai Richler

Wow! Book 11 already. I’m almost at the halfway point. Two more and I’m over the hill, as they say, it’s all downhill from there. I’m really quite excited about this one too. It had all the elements I was looking for in a good book – The story was interesting. The characters were believable and it was Canadian.

The last criteria isn’t a necessity when I judge books (My favourite books aren’t Canadian), but it does make me happy, or is the word proud, when a fellow countryman writes a great novel.

I picked The Apprenticeship of Duddy Kravitz, by Mordecai Richler, because of my brother. It had a great impact on him. He texted me the pivotal line: "a man without land is nobody". At the time I just thought this was just a random bold statement. Little did I know what this phrase would mean to me today.

In the novel, this statement is a rally cry for Duddy. His sole focus in the novel is to buy the land around the lake in St Agathe, Quebec. This goal consumes him so greatly he is willing to use family, friends and the disabled to his advantage in orderGP064246_xl to achieve it.

Now, I don’t agree with the manipulating and scheming by Duddy, but I do like the sentiment behind the statement:

“A man without land is nobody”.

How true and wrong at the same time. It’s wrong for the obvious reason that owning land doesn’t necessarily make you a somebody. It’s who you are on the inside and how you got the land that creates your character, that makes you a somebody.

Still, I do think you can create truth in the statement by replacing “land” with a different word, “motivation”. In my mind, “a man without motivation is nobody”.

It’s the drive and journey towards your goals that’s important in life.

springsteen What’s the Springsteen song? Oh ya, “from small things (big things one day come)”. And that other saying, “from little acorns mighty oaks grow”. This is all true, and drive and determination – the sustained motivation – is the water that makes them grow.

At least this is what I believe.

If you want to succeed you have to remain motivated. You have to keep up that energy, focus and passion, or else, sadly you won’t succeed.

Go on to YouTube and watch any of Ronnie Coleman’s workout videos, even if you aren’t in to weightlifting. He accomplishes amazing feats of strength by training, working hard, and maintaining a positive attitude. Ronnie_Coleman

And you can hear it in just the way he talks. Right before squatting 500 pounds he will shout “Yeah Buddy! Light weight”, and “Ain’t nothing to it but to do it". 

That is the key: maintaining that attitude and focus. You have to believe you can do it. Not only that, you have to be able to visualize yourself doing it.

Any motivational speaker will tell you this. Your mind doesn’t know the difference between you physically having your object of desire and you thinking you have it. Anthony Robbins wants people to take an “hour of power” each day, and spend that time visualizing yourself accomplishing your goals.

If an hour is too long for you, Shane Warne, Australia’s greatest cricketer, gave this shane-warne-jaipur advice: right before you take a shot, roll a ball, or make a swing, visualize yourself already successfully completing that task and celebrating. You will greatly increase your success rate.

He does it. Anthony Robbins does it. Dale Carnegie did it. I know Hunter S. Thompson did it. As well as countless others. Sure it may feel weird, but it works. (If you don’t believe it works, think about all the times you thought you couldn’t do something, and were right.) 

Anyway, this book has obviously inspired me. I apologize for going on a bit of a rant here but I really thought I should get it out there. And Maybe my comments will inspire some people out there. Who knows?

I just know that when I’m at the gym, writing, playing sports, or preparing for a job interview, in my mind I am thinking “Ain’t nothing to it but to do it.” And, seriously, it helps.

Next book: The Scarlet Letter, by Nathaniel Hawthorne





What Salinger’s death really means.

29 01 2010

JD_SalingerI have not been sad over an author’s death since the passing of Hunter S. Thompson, in 2005. A friend, who didn’t even like him but knew that I did, told me in passing during coffee. I didn’t believe them. I grabbed the paper in the coffee shop to see if it was true – it was. I couldn’t believe they knew before me. I felt slighted. I felt  like my best friend had been dead a week and nobody had bothered to contact me.

I learned of J.D. Salinger’s death last night, via a friend’s Facebook status update, “RIP J.D. Salinger”. I had just returned home after playing squash. I thought I would check Facebook before heading to bed. I saw the update, then went and typed Salinger’s name in to Google. The news online confirmed it.

Once again, I felt slighted. But that wasn’t it. I felt very vulnerable also. Why? Well, it’s like this…

Salinger’s true gift as a writer was his ability to connect with the reader. In my copy of The Catcher in the Rye (TCITR) I have highlighted many personally poignant passages. My initials sit next to sentences that describe myself better than I ever could. I have so many paragraphs underlined and pages dog-eared, it looks like an old phone book from a New York telephone booth.

Every bit of news I read, reporting his death or acknowledging his contribution to modern literature, quotes TCITR. Upon reading these posts, I couldn’t help but feel exposed. Suddenly the ideas and sentiments that have made me feel understood, and un-alien, were there for the world to see. The phonies could read my thoughts.

I didn’t know how to cope. I didn’t want to share. I regressed in to this child-like state where I felt he belonged to me and nobody else. “They don’t understand him like I do”, I thought. “they are just acting like they care, like they know. They don’t; they’re phonies.” As odd, and childish, as it sounds, if by some magic miracle, I could have made everyone overlook his death, I would done it. I don’t want a bunch of Cover of Russian Version of Catcher in the Rye, 1987stupid rubber necks looking at him.

Where does this possessiveness stem from? It’s that connection. While reading TCITR, I felt Holden Caulfield was the literary embodiment of me. I had the same insecurities, vulnerability, and suspicions of the adult world as Holden. I identified with Holden’s character so much that there was a time when I wanted to name my first-born after him. (That sentiment lasted until I moved to Australia and decided, despite the literary merit I don’t want to name my kid after a car.)

Right now, I’m feeling a bit raw. I’m sad over his death – it’s always sad when someone “close to you” dies. However, he was 91. I imagine he lived a long and happy life.

Even though he hasn’t published anything since the 1960’s he continued to write. One thing that can result from his death, depending on the wishes of his estate, is the publication of these writings.

While he was alive Salinger sought isolation and privacy.  He became a recluse.  From what I understand, this is why he didn’t want to publish any more books; he didn’t want the public attention. After Orwell’s death his family were allowed to publish any of his writings, in hopes that it would help provide for them after he was gone. I wonder if Salinger has given the same allowance. Anything published right now, with his name on it, would bring in lots of money for his estate. The Catcher in the Rye has sold over 60 million copies. Anything new would be an instant hit.

At this moment, I think that’s what Salinger’s death really means. 50 years ago he removed himself from the spotlight of those seeking answers. In The Catcher in the Rye Salinger brought forth the discontent and alienation of youth. He showed why it is tough to grow up. But he didn’t show how to cope. Those who connected so strongly with this book want to know how.

Whether or not he has the answer is a different question, but, if anything, right now Salinger’s death gives hope.








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