Monday, December 24, 2018
CLASS MEMBER HAS BOOK PUBLISHED
Hi folks,
One of our class members from out our online novel-writing class has just had her novel published to rave reviews and is selling like crazy!
We're all super excited to see this novel in print--we've all watched it grow and develop over many months in class. This is a truly exciting book! It's based on a true story of one of the airmen on the plane that dropped the atom bomb on Japan.
I heartily recommend this book not only for yourself but for Christmas gifts.
Blue skies,
Les
One of our class members from out our online novel-writing class has just had her novel published to rave reviews and is selling like crazy!
We're all super excited to see this novel in print--we've all watched it grow and develop over many months in class. This is a truly exciting book! It's based on a true story of one of the airmen on the plane that dropped the atom bomb on Japan.
I heartily recommend this book not only for yourself but for Christmas gifts.
Blue skies,
Les
Thursday, November 29, 2018
A TRUE THANKSGIVING MIRACLE
Hi folks,
A THANKSGIVING MIRACLE
I’m
not much for organized religion. I don’t believe in karma and all that. I
believe there is a God, but not the God that is proclaimed from most pulpits.
The God I believe in is a hands-off kind of being who only steps in when all is
truly lost for mankind and not for individuals. He doesn’t help anyone win
football games and He doesn’t save people from famines, pestilence and war. He
gives people a guide and if they choose not to follow that guide, well, there
are consequences clearly delineated. From what I know, God is interested in the
individual’s soul and not their earthly bodies.
All
that said, I just witnessed a Thanksgiving miracle.
I
received an email from a woman who said she had discovered she was my daughter
from a DNA test she’d submitted to Ancestry.com.
It
was a communication I’d expected for fifty some years.
I
wrote about it in the memoir that was just published on the nineteenth of this
month. Adrenaline Junkie.
A
book it turns out she had read just after discovering I was her birth father.
Here’s
the first message she sent me:
Hi, I recently did my ancestry DNA and apparently we are closely related. I was adopted at birth. I have no biological family information, including medical history. I don't know if you have or are willing to give me any information on who I am, but if you are I would appreciate it. Thank you.
Signed, Maria
To
which I replied:
Nov
21, 2018
Hi
Maria,
How old are you and when were you adopted? I have a daughter and was married to her mother and unfortunately was in a place where I couldn't stop it, but she put our daughter up for adoption. That would have been in 1967 or 1968. I've often wondered what happened to that little girl. If it's possible it was you, I would absolutely love to meet you!
Blue skies,
Les Edgerton
Here's a place with my photo and some info about me. Nowadays, I live in Ft. Wayne, IN.
www.lesedgertononwriting.blogspot.com/
How old are you and when were you adopted? I have a daughter and was married to her mother and unfortunately was in a place where I couldn't stop it, but she put our daughter up for adoption. That would have been in 1967 or 1968. I've often wondered what happened to that little girl. If it's possible it was you, I would absolutely love to meet you!
Blue skies,
Les Edgerton
Here's a place with my photo and some info about me. Nowadays, I live in Ft. Wayne, IN.
www.lesedgertononwriting.blogspot.com/
And she came back with:
Maria
Nov 21, 2018
Well, that would match. I was born in 1967. Wow, a lot to
take in, going from no history to this in a matter of minutes. I would very
much like to meet you. Let me know some times that would be convenient. I was
adopted as an infant and given no information. I am so overjoyed right now.
I replied, sending her my contact info and the
little information I had about her mother. She sent me the following email:
It should take us about 2 hours, to get there, I
hope that is okay, which would be about 1730 hours. My husband, Joe, is a
finish carpenter, though he can do most any type of general contractor work. My
daughter, Nikole, is a supervisor with Forte Residential and Home Health Care
Services, working with families with disabilities. She is a certified
behavioral technician, having passed her boards for that this year. She
graduated from college in Nebraska in 2013, completing her BA in 3 1/2 years,
while working 3 jobs, (I am a little proud). She recently took the job with
Forte after working for several years with Meridian as a behavioral clinician.
She was very good at her job, however she was given several of the worst cases
of child abuse/neglect in St Joseph County to handle during that time, and
needed a change for her own mental health. I am a Public Service officer,
certified in mental first aid, assisting individuals in crisis, group crisis
intervention, and suicide prevention. Fortunately, I've only had two seriously
suicidal people recently and one who was homicidal/suicidal, and all three
ended well. I also train all new hires. In 2013, I had a several tumors
removed, one of which was over 5 lbs, and apparently was not breathing for a
little while during the surgery. During that same time, I had to be cut open in
the doctor's office to relive some bleeding that was pooling and apparently
could kill me. The doctor had to cut me open in her office, without benefit or
anesthesia, or even Listerine, (I asked), I didn't yell at all, not wanting to
scare the other patients, but my poor husband passed out. Apparently, I was
squeezing his hands too hard. He is a very wonderful man. We spent a lot of
2011-2013 in and out of hospitals, (everything is good now), and it was very
hard on him, so he goes a little overboard on the protective side sometimes,
but I figure he earned it. He is very excited to meet you. The tumors and
cancer were what started my quest in earnest, as I had no medical history. We
had my daughter checked and she was at risk for some of the same things I had,
which we dealt with immediately, so she won't have to go through the years of
pain, but I wanted to try to find out everything I could to help ensure her
health. I didn't dare hope I would actually find a close family member, let
alone birth father. I had applied for my birth certificate, as soon as it
became possible on July 15, but still have not received it. I had no
information to go on, it was a closed adoption, didn't list even a city of
birth, my birth certificate was actually issued April of 1968, my birthday
being Oct 8, 1967. My dad offered to help, but I wouldn't have put him in that
position, he always worked so hard to protect me, I wouldn't knowingly create
another issue for him. Finally knowing that I have family and that family
wanted me and wants to meet me, is wonderful to hear and over whelming. I am
very excited to meet you and hope that I do not disappoint. I am overjoyed to
hear I have more siblings, too!!
See you Monday!
Maria
See you Monday!
Maria
Some more
tidbits…
Maria, I was "downstate" when you were
born, but I'm pretty sure it was in Memorial. When Sherry put you up for
adoption (against my will), she'd given you a name but didn't tell me. But you
had a legitimate birth and a legitimate mother and father. That was very
important to me and why I insisted she marry me, so that you wouldn't be
illegitimate. I don't understand why none of this info was made available to
you. You weren't some illegitimate baby at all. I wish I could tell you more
about Sherry but I was only with her for a few months. She was a very small
blonde and worked in the office of an insurance company and I don't recall the
name, alas.
Blue skies,
Les
Blue skies,
Les
I was so overjoyed to read in your book that you
wanted me and that you tried everything to keep me. That it was in there, without
your ever knowing if I would read it, means that it was how you really felt and
that means more than if I had been told that my birth parents named me this or
did this or that.
Maria
Maria
Well,
we met in person when Maria and her husband Joe came down and spent Monday
evening with us. I can’t begin to describe the feelings I experienced during
that time. Maria looks like me (poor girl!) and it turns out we share a lot of
genetic traits. She’s already corresponding with her new sisters, Britney and
Sienna, and they’ve all made plans to meet and are all excited to have a new
sister(s). Mike is also anxious to meet his new sister.
She’s just an amazing person and I’m so
blessed to have been able to meet her and begin a relationship with her. The
timing of this is just incredible. Adrenaline
Junkie had just come out a day before she found out I was her father and
I’d written about her in it and it meant the world to her to find out she was
truly wanted. She told me she’d always had a feeling of being unwanted all her
life and it meant so much to her to find out her birth father had really wanted
her.
So that’s it. I have a new daughter and
my life has been immeasurably enlarged and blessed. As happens so often, true
life is much more interesting than fiction! If I never make a dollar from my
memoir, I’ve already earned a treasure from its existence.
Blue skies,
Les
P.S. If you’re interested, a full
account of Maria’s birth situation is in my memoir.
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Tuesday, November 27, 2018
Elizabeth White invites me to her blog
Hi folks,
I was invited by Elizabeth White to be a guest on her writer's blog and here's the post. Hope you enjoy the read!
I was invited by Elizabeth White to be a guest on her writer's blog and here's the post. Hope you enjoy the read!
What We Say Ain’t
Always What We Mean… By Les Edgerton
It’s an honor to welcome Les Edgerton back to the site. There
are a lot of people out there writing noir, but Les is the real deal. His life
experiences give his writing a verisimilitude you can’t learn from a book or
earn via an MFA (though he has one of those). Over the years, Les has shared
with readers anecdotes from his fascinating life. Now, in large part as a
journey of introspection and the desire to figure out how he arrived at this
point in his life, Les has finally put pen to paper and memorialized his
amazing life story, Adrenaline Junkie (Down & Out Books), for
posterity. Despite having lived a life packed with more action than most
ever dream of, Les is here today to explain that, at least in the world of
writing, “action” doesn’t necessarily mean what you might think it does.
A MAJOR
FLAW IN TEACHING CREATIVE WRITING (FICTION) EFFECTIVELY LIES IN OUR
TERMINOLOGY: What we say ain’t always what we mean…
I read a lot of blogs from other writers, agents, editors and
other professionals in the writing game, and I read a lot of letters from
writers responding to those posts. Alas, again and again, I see some general
misconceptions about writing techniques and story structure that I’d like to
address.
I see the same misconceptions from my students in my online
classes and from clients I work with.
The misconceptions seem to arrive from misunderstanding the
definitions of the terms we employ in describing fiction writing and fiction
techniques.
I’ve come to believe that much of the misunderstandings writers
have stem from the fact that many of our terms are lay terms, and while the
definitions assigned certain terms have their root in “lay” or “dictionary”
definitions, there are significant differences when applied to writing, and it
is these differences that cause a certain amount of confusion.
That sounds like a lot of goobly-gook, doesn’t it? Sorry! I’ll
try to explain better.
A good example of what I’m talking about that I’ve seen a lot
written about lately refers to the term “action” in fiction. A nonwriter
usually thinks of action in reference to drama—books, movies,
plays, and television—as some kind of physical activity. Many times, the word
evokes images of melodrama—bombings, kidnappings, shootings, stabbings,
beatings, rapes… violent physical action, in other words. Lots of noise,
screams, smoke, and fury. Writers need to think differently and understand that
action in fiction means something much more than in real life.
I just read a letter on another blog from a beginning writer who
complained that she began her novel with action—in her case, an armed robbery
involving her protagonist—and then couldn’t figure out why this didn’t hook the
agent she’d sent it to. She said he turned her manuscript down because while
the robbery hooked him in the very beginning, it turned out to be mostly
unrelated to the story that followed. This poor writer had done what a lot of
writers seem to do. She thought that when teachers, agents and editors said
they wanted to be “hooked” immediately on the first page, they were looking for
something along the lines of that lay definition of action. A gun going off or
whatever.
Not.
The term “action” when applied to fiction means something vastly
broader and more encompassing of other activities than the stuff listed above.
While it can include those kinds of activities, literary
action also encompasses many other things. Dialog is action, for instance. A
character driving down the road and seeing a dead plover is also action. A
character reading a newspaper on the subway is action. Anything a character
is doing is action.
This one misunderstood term is to blame for many of the mistakes
made in creating a manuscript, especially when trying to follow the advice of
the pros.
For the rest of this article, go to here
Blue skies,
Les
Monday, November 19, 2018
MY MEMOIR ADRENALINE JUNKIE IS NOW AVAILABLE!
Hi folks,
The day I've been waiting for is here! My memoir, ADRENALINE JUNKIE, launches today! Available on Amazon and other venues. Hope you'll give it a read and if you like it, please consider leaving a short review on Amazon--those mean a lot!
Here's the announcement by my publisher, Down & Out Books:
The day I've been waiting for is here! My memoir, ADRENALINE JUNKIE, launches today! Available on Amazon and other venues. Hope you'll give it a read and if you like it, please consider leaving a short review on Amazon--those mean a lot!
Here's the announcement by my publisher, Down & Out Books:
Top of Form
New from Down & Out Books: Adrenaline
Junkie: A Memoir by Les Edgerton
New from
Down & Out Books …
ADRENALINE
JUNKIE: A MEMOIR by Les Edgerton
Publication Date: November 19, 2018
Publication Date: November 19, 2018
Buy the
trade paperback from the Down
& Out Bookstore and receive a FREE digital download of the
book!
Also
available from the following retailers …
Print: Amazon — Amazon UK — Barnes & Noble — IndieBound
eBook: Kindle — Kindle UK — Nook — iTunes — Kobo — Play
Print: Amazon — Amazon UK — Barnes & Noble — IndieBound
eBook: Kindle — Kindle UK — Nook — iTunes — Kobo — Play
Synopsis … Adrenaline
Junkie is more than a renowned, multi-award-winning author
entertaining with his life history. Les Edgerton understands that backstory
matters. It influences the present. So he journeyed through his past seeking
answers for why he was the way he was. Seeking answers for his thrill-seeking,
devil-may-care, often self-destructive, behaviors. Seeking a sense of personal
peace.
Why was he compelled to be the best he could be in all his
endeavors—legal or otherwise. What drove him to excel, then flee success, only
to strive for supremacy in another field?
Adrenaline Junkie holds the answers.
With nothing held back. With his life-saving humor, an indomitable spirit, and
a fierce courage to expose the ugly and painful. Like the tough, raw,
vulnerable characters Les writes about in his short stories and novels, he
exposes us to a man fighting against family, society, and his own sense of
injustice. Fighting for a moment—regardless of how fleeting—to feel in control
of his life. And, as uncomfortable at times as Les’s life adventure may be for
us to witness, we come away grateful he took us with him.
So settle back. Meet a real-life, twenty-first-century Renaissance
man. A real-life adrenaline junkie.
Praise for ADRENALINE JUNKIE:
“Adrenaline Junkie is a raw and harrowing memoir that
brilliantly combines great sensitivity with brutal honesty. Les Edgerton is
never afraid to reveal his vulnerability—and culpability—as he takes us on a
head-spinning ride through the bizarre and terrifying experiences in a life
that was often defined by violence. The result is a breathtaking page-turner
that will keep readers hooked from page one and will never let them go.” —Lisa
Lieberman Doctor, former Warner Bros. prodco president, president of Robin
Williams prodco, Blue Wolf Productions
“Filled with stories of knifings, armed robberies, brutal prison
fights, and Charles Manson (yes, that Charles Manson!), Edgerton proves that
life can be stranger (and certainly more violent) than fiction. But Edgerton
isn’t just a guy with a tough story to tell. He’s a poet who startles you with
sentences both stark and darkly beautiful. An astonishing accomplishment.” —Jon
Bassoff, author of Corrosion
“Adrenaline Junkie is the compelling, beautifully
written story of an extraordinary man who has lived on both sides of the
tracks. Les Edgerton achieves a sort of sainthood among sinners, an apotheosis
of rebellion and force, much like Harcamone at Fontevrault, or a hero in a
Johnny Cash song, a huge, Promethean work of major significance and scale.”
—Richard Godwin, critically acclaimed author
“Edgerton’s prose hits with the force of a hammer—as does his
recollection of an America, both deeply flawed and wonderful, that is now more
important than ever to keep in our sights. Adrenaline Junkie makes
sense of one man’s life while showing us all new aspects of our own.” —Jenny
Milchman, USA Today bestselling and Mary Higgins Clark
Award-winning author of Cover of Snow and Wicked River
“No one can accuse Les of being a ‘crime tourist’. He’s lived the
life, done the bird, and now he’s written the book. Adrenaline Junkie should
be on any prospective (or established) crime writer’s list. An entertaining,
darkly-rendered tale of one man’s adventures in the very belly of the beast.”
—Tony Black, author of Her Cold Eyes
“Sometimes shocking, often poignant, occasionally distasteful,
frequently funny, and always brutally honest, Adrenaline Junkie tells
the story of one man’s harrowing yet ultimately successful quest for
redemption. Written with razor-sharp clarity, Edgerton’s memoir is a triumph.”
—Robert Rotstein, author of We, the Jury
“Adrenaline Junkie will be required reading for crime
writers one day, a bible for future authors to study rebellion and the human
spirit, that smart-ass spark inside us all that doesn’t like taking orders from
parents, teachers, and even the law. Author of The Rapist and The
Bitch, two of the most profound noir novels published, an ex-criminal and
former prison inmate, Edgerton knows what makes all of us tick, and how, with
not much of a shove, any one of us could end up behind bars. One of the most
fascinating autobiographies you will ever read: from professional thief and
pimp to award-winning author and teacher.” —Jack Getze, author of the
award-winning Austin Carr Mysteries
“Adrenaline Junkie is at once heartbreaking as it is
funny, and just plain sick. A masterful work that will be lauded by both
writers and the general reading public alike.” —Vincent Zandri, New
York Times and USA Today bestselling and Thriller
Award-winning author
“Edgerton is a back-alley Kerouac. Walk away from this knowing
that your life-defining moments were his slow Tuesdays.” —Liam Sweeny, author
of Presiding Over the Damned
“In a way, Edgerton already wrote Adrenaline Junkie in
his crime novels. With the veneer of fiction removed, his always entertaining,
often enlightening, sometimes infuriating and unapologetic stories hit even
harder. Without any doubt, Edgerton is one of the great storytellers of
fiction—and now non-fiction.” —Benjamin Sobieck, author of The Writer’s
Digest Guide to Firearms and Knives
“Having survived an American Gothic horror story of a childhood,
unrepentant former thief, dope dealer, hedonist, Navy hellraiser, and porn
actor, Les Edgerton—now a writer and teacher—tells a tale of many tales: If
Scheherazade were an old pirate who got away with the gold, this would be his
opus.” —Earl Javorsky, author of Down to No Good
“Les Edgerton’s expertly told memoir is in turns tragic,
thrilling, funny and heart-breaking. Adrenaline Junkie is a
powerful blend of coming-of-age story, family drama and low-life crime
thriller.” —Paul D. Brazill, author of Last Year’s Man
“Edgerton has lived a life most of us only write about. That he’s
actually lived it and has the chops to deliver such a vividly drawn memoir
gives me a raging case of writer’s envy.” —Maegan Beaumont, award-winning
author
“How often is a memoir genuinely astounding? A reformed outlaw
takes us through his harsh rural childhood, working harder before he was twelve
than most of us ever will. There follows armed robbery, pimping, drug dealing,
rape in prison, narrowly avoiding a hellcat’s castration attempt, suicide
foiled by the rope breaking, a walk on part for Charles Manson and his creepy
serial killer mate—who got short shrift from our host. And so much more…So many
startling sentences: ‘She was going to be his last fuck before the operation
and I was going to be his first after he became a woman.’ ‘It was then Charles
Manson started to contact me…’ There’s a satisfying twist late on after he
becomes a family man so this fascinating book has just the right ending.
Essential reading. Makes Bukowski seem like Donny Osmond.” —Mark Ramsden,
author of The Dark Magus and the Sacred Whore
“A tryst with Brit Ecklund, a shoot-out in a deserted high school,
robbing a laundromat in front of a patrol car. Those are just a few moments is
Les Edgerton’s checkered past. He went from a Huck Finn-like childhood in
Texas, the swinging sixties as a criminal, time in Indiana’s Pendleton prison,
and eighties excess in New Orleans, with little slowing him down until a good
woman found a way. Funny, harrowing, and poignant in spots, reading Adrenaline
Junkie is like being lucky enough to sit at the bar next to that guy
who has lived a lot of stories and knows how to tell them. Yes, Les Edgerton
was an adrenaline junkie and he always knew where to get a fix.” —Scott
Montgomery, MysteryPeople Crime Fiction Coordinator
Wednesday, November 14, 2018
I'VE GOT A SHORT STORY IN PAUL BRAZILL'S NEW EMAGAZINE, PUNK NOIR MAGAZINE
Hi folks,
FICTION EXTRACT: LOVE TUNNEL BY LES EDGERTON
FICTION EXTRACT: LOVE TUNNEL BY LES EDGERTON
(From
my novel, THE GENUINE, IMITATION, PLASTIC KIDNAPPING from
Down & Out Books)
An hour later, Tommy and me are sitting on the St. Charles
streetcar, at the stop by the zoo down by Club 4141, watching people get on in
the front. The last two on are a young tourist couple in matching yellow
Bermuda shorts.
“Cool,” Tommy said. “Tourists. They’ll have cash.” He took
a drag from his cigarette. He was sitting directly under the “No Smoking” sign,
but held it outside the window.
I didn’t disagree. There were maybe fifteen people on
board, not counting us and the motorman. This was looking better and better.
Might get as much as a couple of thousand out of this crew.
“See that?” Tommy said. I followed his eyes which were
locked on the buxom female member of the tourist couple. She was a looker.
“Yeah? So?”
“So this.” He brought his forearm up, pretending to take a
bite out of it.
“You wish,” I said, grinning.
“Yeah, well I got something her boyfriend ain’t.”
I
laughed out loud. “Right, Tommy. Ugliness. But I think she’s maybe one of those
weirdos goes for brains and looks. At
least one of those.”
Tommy turned and gave me a look. “I’m talking technique
here,” he said. “I got this technique.”
“Technique?”
“Technique.”
“What… you got a cute way of gettin’ on and off?”
“Naw, man,” he said, shaking his head like he can’t
believe how dumb I am. “That’s like a big dick. Everybody’s got that.”
I snickered. “I don’t recall you was so blessed in the big
wang department, Tommy.”
“Yeah, well I was cold that time. We just got out of the
lake, for crissake. See, Pete, being a champion at sex is like being good at
basketball. You got to be able to go strong to the hole.”
There was a young gal behind us who I could see was trying
to ignore what Tommy was saying. She squirmed in her seat and studied the
scenery out the window, them mansions sliding by.
I was dying to know Tommy’s ‘technique’ and asked him.
For
the rest of the story, go to Punk Noir Magazine.
Blue skies,
Les
Wednesday, November 7, 2018
PART TWO OF MY INTERVIEW WITH DAMIEN SEAMAN
Hi folks,
Here's a brief excerpt from the second part of my interview with European writer, Damien Seaman.
Here's a brief excerpt from the second part of my interview with European writer, Damien Seaman.
How to write better, faster and more
successfully
·
Blog
“In
the past ten years nearly three dozen of my students have gone on to publish
their novels or gain a top agent”
Les Edgerton knows how good a writer he is. He’s not afraid of
saying so, either.
To preorder, click here.
Or of
pointing out how many people he’s helped to get published…
“Just
about everything I’ve written has found its way into print,” is one of the ways
he says it.
“All of
us were bona fide geniuses,” is another.
That
last statement refers to his first writing group at Indiana University at South
Bend, when Les was a student under teacher Elaine Hemley. And where he picked
up the confrontational teaching style he now uses with such success with his
own online students.
He also
believes that “writers” and “authors” are separate entities. To Les, a writer
is a person of intelligence who writes from the heart, and writes the books
they need to.
An
author is clever, and lucky, and writes the same marketable book over and over.
You
want to take a guess which one Les thinks he is?
“I’m a
writer, primarily,” he says. Adding: “I used to pretend to be humble, but why
bother?”
Maybe
that’s why so many of his writing students have wanted to throw things at him.
And why some even quit on him.
But
confidence and conflict also breed clarity:
“If a
writer can’t accept the truth about their writing, then chances are pretty good
they’re never going to get published,” Les insists.
“And,
that’s our only goal—publication by a quality press.”
(Worth
noting that I’ll have a half dozen or so interviews with some of these
successful students on the blog soon. Then you can judge for yourself if these
techniques work. And if your writing would benefit.)
This is
part two of my interview with Les. (If you missed it, click here for part one.)
As
you’ll see, even when answering questions, the man can’t help but entertain:
“At
this stage of my life, it’s much more important to me to be honest than to have
people pat my back.”
You
ready for a blast of old school advice and strong opinion?
Is your
goal to become a better writer and to get published by “a quality press”?
Then
buckle in, and read on…
For the rest of our interview, go here.
This was a lot of fun. Damien's one of the best interviewers I've had the pleasure of working with.
Blue skies,
Les
Tuesday, November 6, 2018
REVIEW OF ADRENLINE JUNKIE BY DAMIEN SEAMAN
Hi folks,
Here's part of the review of my forthcoming memoir, ADRENALINE JUNKIE, by European writer, Damien Seaman on his blog:
Here's part of the review of my forthcoming memoir, ADRENALINE JUNKIE, by European writer, Damien Seaman on his blog:
How to write better, faster and more
successfully
How
to write an exciting memoir
What writers and aspiring authors can learn from Adrenaline
Junkie, a memoir by Les Edgerton
As a
writer, Les Edgerton doesn’t believe in prologues.
Despite
which, he’s got one in Adrenaline Junkie [link to Amazon]– the memoir he’s
been dying to get published since the 1990s, when he first wrote it. And a
humdinger of a prologue it is, too.
See, as
a writing teacher, Edgerton advocates that his students write openings that hook the reader
emotionally so they can’t help but read more.
Well,
try this…
Writing
of his time in Pendleton Prison in the 1960s, Edgerton says that every night
the prison DJ would play Porter Wagoner’s The Green, Green Grass of
Home. And every night in a cell above his, Les would hear another of the
inmates crying.
“And
then, one night, we didn’t hear the guy sobbing. I remember that just like it
was yesterday. In the morning, after we got back from chow, here came a bunch
of hacks, carrying a body down the tier walk wrapped in a bloody sheet. It was
this guy. He’d cut his wrists the night before.”
Cut to:
Edgerton, out of prison, years later, driving along the road with radio on.
On
comes the song Green, Green Grass of Home:
“All of
a sudden, I was blinded by uncontrollable tears and had to pull over to the side
of the road before I ran into somebody.
“Isn’t
it funny that at the time of your misery you don’t feel the emotion, but later,
when you’re in a good place, you do? It’s just funny, isn’t it…”
Becoming
a writer – and becoming a man
And
that, Edgerton says, is what this book is about:
“A lot
of moments in my life—some good and some bad—and how they formed me. I’ve had a
chaotic life and that’s been on purpose. I’ve consciously sought out as many
experiences as I was able to and I tended toward seeking out dangerous
experiences—that’s what triggers the adrenaline and adrenaline is my drug of
choice.”
Not bad
for a prologue. We already have emotion and a compelling hook. And this is
before the story proper has begun, of course.
Here –
for those keeping score and paying attention and all that – is how this memoir
really begins:
“When I
was eleven, my father walked into his bedroom and caught me stuffing several of
the coins he collected and kept in a sock in a dresser drawer, into my pockets.
Most of them were foreign coins he’d picked up overseas during World War II and
I have no idea how I planned to spend English half-pence or German
Reichspfennig coins or if I even planned to spend them at all. I just wanted
them because I thought I could take them without getting caught. After he put
his belt away, and I pulled my pants back up, my father made me take four of
the smallest coins and swallow them.”
And now
we have a story, ladies and germs.
For the rest of Damien’s
review, click here.
Thanks for a really thoughtful
review, Damien.
Blue skies,
Les
Monday, November 5, 2018
NEW INTERVIEW WITH DAMIEN SEAMAN
Hi folks,
Part I (of two) of my interview with European writer Damien Seaman on his blog has just come out. Here's a bit of a teaser:
The
memoir HBO was desperate to film
When writer Les Edgerton sold his
memoirs, the president of HBO demanded the film rights. Les was on cloud nine.
But then the deal fell through…
Part I (of two) of my interview with European writer Damien Seaman on his blog has just come out. Here's a bit of a teaser:
How to write better, faster and more successfully
To read the whole enchilada, go to here.
This was one of the best interviews I've ever been privileged to participate in.
Blue skies,
Les
To preorder, go here.
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