In Then and Now: The Harmony of the Instantaneous All I try to deal with Taoism. As the protagonist says in that work: The great thing about trying to explain the
Tao is that you can't fail because you can't succeed. I've just realized
that I have other stories that have Tao lessons embedded in them and didn't
realize it at the time. Oddly enough, they revolve around two sports: golf (Downswing) and snooker (Blue Kansas Sky). Each story is
available as an ebook; both are included in a paperback collection of stories, One More Victim.
But this is a promo post for Then and Now because it just became available as a paperback. At
dinner with friends the other night I was asked what Lawrence, KS and the
University of Kansas were like in that turbulent spring of 1970 when I was
there: the burning of the Student Union, the curfews, the National Guard
patrolling streets, the shooting of a student just outside of where is now the KU
Alumni Association.
The questioner noted that his daughter, currently a student
at KU and interested in creative writing, was thinking about attempting a novel
about that time.
"Tell her I've already done it," I told him and
laughed.
That's what Then and Now
is all about. It's a fictional rearrangement, but a lot of it isn't fiction
either. I started working on it in my 20s, gave up, went back, gave up. Then I found
a method that clicked for me. Hope it clicks for other people. I summarize it
this way:
Stan Nelson is mired in nostalgia for the 1960s and the
woman he lost then. He figures his only way out is to write about why he is so
frozen. He creates in words the times and characters of the Then. He locates those characters in the
Now so they can comment on the
veracity of his words about Then – except
for the Chinese woman who first introduced him to the Tao. And it turns out
understanding the Tao of building a tea hut in the Now just may be his release from the Then.
It has, I think, a pretty sweet romance story embedded in it
and since 1970 is now so long ago I've taken to place it in the
"Historical Romance" genre. I don't really know into what genre it
fits. You tell me.
One side note. During the writing, I remembered an incident
from the time that was buried in the Lawrence
Journal World at about page 6 or 8 in the police reports. A propane gas
delivery truck driver was checking his vehicle before pulling out from his
house for his day's deliveries when he noticed a packaged wedged between the
truck's dual back tires. The police found it to be a sack of dynamite sticks. Speculation
was that had he driven off, the weight of the truck pressing the wheels
together would have ignited the truck and ignited the fully load truck and
flattened a one-mile radius. You know how memory is. Had I really remembered
that or was it urban myth? I spent time at the microfilm reader and found the
story. So that little event, so underreported at the time, has a role in Then and Now.
The late Jay Cooper, who was a student at that time, too, and went on to become a Kansas City radio personality (The Dick and Jay Show) posted this review in Amazon about the book:
"When I started reading Then and Now I was nearly overcome with how Attwood recreated the experience of being a student at Kansas in the mid-to-late '60's. For transparency reasons I will admit to have known Randy since he arrived in Lawrence and shared a dorm room with Kiely, but, if I hadn't felt strongly about his work, I just wouldn't write anything about it. So, I am trying to go back to my journalism roots and remain objective. I think he would rather have it that way.
"Attwood captured people whom I knew and places that I had been. He captured the conversations where we solved all of the world's problems. He activated my sense memories of sounds, of smells, of sights. I thought he either had a great memory, or had always been taking notes (but I don't remember him carrying a pad.)
"Then I realized that Attwood writes fiction. He created the characters, the dialogue, the sets and the details. Like any writer he must have a storehouse of base information from which he fashions the details, then he does research. When he has finished it is true art."
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