My Ann Patchett project: Truth and Beauty

Cover of "Truth and Beauty: A Friendship&...

Cover of Truth and Beauty: A Friendship

Having now read Ann Patchett’s honest look into her inspiring and unhealthy friendship with Lucy Grealy, I feel I have a greater understanding of the complex female relationships in her works of fiction. She delves deeply into what it means to be a friend, what it means to love unconditionally, and what it means to lose yourself in someone else’s pain. I felt like a fly on the wall of their 20 year relationship.

Patchett tackles this memoir unafraid to expose both herself and Grealy. From the very beginning, we understand that she is unapologetic about this relationship. She will present it honestly, warts and glories.

…after all, what novel or poem or play in an Introduction to Literature class couldn’t benefit from a truth-and-beauty discussion?”

Knowing nothing at all about Grealy, but feeling deeply familiar with Patchett, I tended to wonder how the two got entwined so deeply. It seems one of those inexplicable attractions when the solid, grounded anchor (Patchett) attached itself to a flighty, yet dynamic bluebird (Grealy).

I love that Patchett is willing to let Grealy look bad, really bad. Grealy is selfish and angry. She spends any money she has and continually “borrows” from her many friends.  She must, at all points, be the center of attention and, on the surface, does not seem to return Patchett’s loyalty and dedication. And yet…I too grow to love her, to understand her fierce talent and deep longing.

About Grealy’s desire for one true, all-consuming love, Patchett compares her need to the scale of Grand Central Station. She talks about first filling it with Grealy’s friends and lovers which might fill one restaurant. Next you could add her fans and those who have read her book and it might look like a smattering of bodies against that immense space. But, ultimately, Grealy could not find enough people/happiness/love to fill the space.

You could pack in thousands and thousands more people, and still it wouldn’t feel full, not full enough to take up every square inch of her loneliness.”

That image just about broke my heart and I immediately understood Patchett’s deep love and devotion. Not that she tries to portray herself as a saint. Just like with Grealy, she writes her own strengths and flaws with precision. It’s no fun to always be the anchor and she tries (unsuccessfully) to shed her own persona. But, as Grealy points out to her,

It’s your blessing and your curse. You’re always going to be fine.”

More than a memoir about two talented, engaging women, Truth and Beauty is an ode to friendship. Patchett celebrates the deep love these women share. Despite the tragic outcome, the reader comes away with the feeling that Patchett would not have done it differently.

Whenever I saw her, I felt like I had been living in another country, doing moderately well in another language, and then she showed up speaking English and suddenly I could speak with all the complexity and nuance that I hadn’t realized was gone. With Lucy I was a native speaker.”

Reading for Thinkers

book cover from GoodReads

I am not even sure how to approach a review of WHEN I WAS A CHILD, I READ BOOKS. I read it based on the title and author, but certainly did not understand the deep waters into which I was headed. In 10 essays, Marilynne Robinson dismantles much of the current ideology & dogmatism surrounding not just politics, but higher education and Christian faith as well.

On the whole, I agree with all the positions she takes. I am also a Christian who believes that my faith is not incompatible with American ideals. I believe strongly in the benefit of higher education for no other reason than the betterment of the individual. I cannot stomach intolerance for differing opinions. I too think modern-day politicians (across parties) have twisted the words and intentions of this country’s founding fathers. In her best moments, she writes about these topics with clarity and even humor.

                “I am so unpatriotic as to believe that most Americans are good people, committed to living good lives, and that the expansions of freedom that have been achieved by us and for us in the last few decades have been a very great moment in our history and in human history.”  – Wondrous Love

She is just so damn smart that she loses me in some arguments. She digs deeper into issues to try to understand their root causes, making some of the essays feel heavy. Because she brings a lifetime of literature and study (+) to these essays, some of us smart, but less learned readers feel a bit out of our depth (-).

In “The Human Spirit and the Good Society,” she delves into models of evolution and economy, tossing in vocabulary and theories like bits of candy. I am used to reading fairly quickly, for the pure pleasure of the story. This felt more like an assignment.  I was forced to really try to slow down my reading to really get what she was trying to communicate.

                “My point is that our civilization has recently chosen to identify itself with a wildly over simple model of human nature and behavior and then is stymied or infuriated by evidence that the models don’t fit.”

But on the whole, this book was worth my time and commitment. She forced me to look again at my “easily” held assumptions about our country’s history, my own personal politics and how my faith informs my decisions. These are worthy accomplishments. But primarily she reinforces what we already know…

                “…the extraordinary power of language to evoke a reality beyond its grasp, to evoke a sense of what cannot be said.” – Imagination and Community

Brilliant Essays

Slouching Toward Bethlehem

I am amazed that a collection of essays originally written and published in the 1960s still feels as relevant and immediate as this does. Joan Didion’s non-fiction is sharp and opinionated, getting right to the heart of life. I feel like I know her and she knows me. “As it happened I did not grow up to be the kind of woman who is a heroine in a Western, and although the men I have known have had many virtues and have taken me to live in many places…they have never been John Wayne, and they have never taken me to that bend in the river where the cottonwoods grow.” – John Wayne: A Love Song

So much of what she writes about in terms of politics, sexuality and self-knowledge is timeless. When she looks back on her young self in “Goodbye to All That,” we smile along with her. “One of the mixed blessings of being 20 or 21 and even 23 is the conviction that nothing like this, all evidence to the contrary notwithstanding, has ever happened to anyone before.” I absolutely loved her essay “Going Home” in which she correctly identifies the pleasure and pain in trying to fit back in with family once you’ve left the nest.

How much has not changed in almost 50 years? Read “On Morality.” “It is all right only so long as we recognize that the end may not be expedient, may or may not be a good idea, but in any case has nothing to do with ‘morality.’ Because when we start deceiving ourselves into thinking not that we want something or need something, not that it is a pragmatic necessity for us to have it, but that it is a moral imperative that we have it, then is when we join the fashionable madmen, and then is when we are in bad trouble. And I suspect we are already there.”

Having read both Didion’s non-fiction (Year of Magical Thinking) and her fiction (Play it as It Lays), I say it’s her true life work that wins, hands-down. I want to know this smart, somewhat sad, incredibly thoughtful woman even better.

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