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Confessions of a Part-time Reader by Sue Fliess
I have a confession—or five—to make. I do not have an MFA in writing. I am not going to get an MFA in writing. I did not major in English. I thought about it and majored in art instead. Then changed it to a minor and majored in marketing. I don’t have a degree in education and was never a teacher. I have not read all the classics. And some of the ones I did read might possibly have been the Cliff’s Notes version. (remember those…pre-Internet?) I am not the author who grew up toting a book with her 24-7 or one who claims to have ‘lived’ in the library.
But even still, I became a reader. My parents were always reading something. I remember the powerful moment when my dad was reading The Shining. He kept stopping and closing it, so I asked him why. He said, “Because it’s just. So. Scary.” That intrigued me to no end. I discovered Judy Blume who forever changed me with Deenie and Are You There, God? It’s Me Margaret. One summer I walked to the used bookstore and filled my bag with Shakespeare, Oscar Wilde, and Hemingway. But while I enjoyed reading, I also liked to draw. And sing. And write dreadful poems about how my world was crumbling because the boy I wanted to marry didn’t notice me at the 8th grade dance. I played first chair clarinet and got straight A’s. I was three grade levels ahead of my peers in math. Basically, I was a nerd. But I also played soccer, tennis, basketball, and softball (pitched a no-hitter in 8th grade!) and earned singing roles in the school musicals. I wanted to be an artist and a singer and a musician and a sports figure and a writer.
I tell you all of this because writing is about honesty. And there is nothing more satisfying than an honest book and a writer who stays true to his story. I don’t feel the need to shirk from the conversation if my writer friends are talking about their degrees. Even when I wish I could add, “I got my MFA in creative writing from Columbia” and recall a quirky professor, I am okay with the fact that I chose a different path. I’m not ashamed to admit that even without the coveted Master’s, a career in writing was still possible. I like to think it was hard work and persistence—and perhaps a wee bit of talent—that got me here.
Today I read all kinds of things—non-fiction, historical fiction, literary fiction. Mostly Young Adult and books on the craft of writing. In turn, I write about many different topics and draw on my life experiences to do so. While I primarily write picture books, I’ve written a YA, and am working on a middle grade. I write personal essays for magazines and corporate copy for a Silicon Valley company. My interests are still as varied as they ever were—but now I’ve chosen to play with them all through words.
I will never pretend to have read War and Peace. I don’t remember much about The Odyssey, and have only vague recollections of Moby Dick. But I am finally finding time to read Kurt Vonnegut, so that’s something.
As much as I would love to tell you I was content having an ongoing love affair with books, I simply had too many interests to settle on just one. I have always had to make lots of choices about what I did with my time. And those very choices made me the person, reader, and writer I am today. And that’s the truth.
Sue Fliess has written several picture books including the just-released Robots, Robots Everywhere! (illustrated by Bob Staake). She can be found online at http://www.suefliess.com and on Twitter as @SueFliess.
You can find out more about Sue and see the new trailer for Robots, Robots Everywhere! here.
Bravo for honesty, and chosen paths!
I loved your post and am going right out to order Robots! Keep on reading and writing, you are a reader leader in my book:)
It’s great that everyone gets to follow individual paths, and it sounds as if you have much to appreciate from your own choices. I’ve seen your book reviewed several times-looks great!
I liked the “first chair clarinet” part! We are all multidimensional human beings, which is what makes life interesting. Specialization in only one narrow interest or vocation is the exception rather than the rule I would think. So no more rationalizations of your qualifications for Nerdy Book Club membership! We are more like you than literature majors.
Love this!