A Writer's "Revenge Edits" on Wikipedia

We know that technology has both enriched and invaded many parts of our lives; it has affected the world of literature as well. I don’t just mean e-readers and online publishing; I just read a fascinating article, titled “Revenge, Ego, and the Corruption of Wikipedia,” by Andrew Leonard in Salon (5/17/13), about a novelist who secretly (under a pseudonym), over a period of years, negatively edited the Wikipedia pages of several writers with whom he was feuding, and positively edited his own page. Apparently writer Robert Clark Young, under the name “Qworty” (and occasionally under other false names – which are apparently in the Wikipedia world called “sock puppets”) changed, for example, the late writer Barry Hannah’s page, making 14 edits, including one deleting his reputation as a good mentor, and one changing the cause of death from “natural causes” to “alcoholism” (although, Leonard says, Hannah had been sober for years). Leonard, through his investigation, was able to show strong evidence that Young was in fact “Qworty,” and after initially denying it, Young finally admitted it, but claimed that all the editing had been done within Wikipedia’s rules. It turned out that Young had been at one of Hannah's workshops and felt he hadn't been well treated. Young has now been banned by Wikipedia from editing biographical pages of living persons. The reason Leonard finds this case so disturbing is that it undermines the idea of Wikipedia's being a great living mechanism in which many readers/writers can update and share knowledge, and that inaccuracies are corrected by other Wikipedia patrons. The idea of contributors secretly using Wikipedia to carry out feuds, in what some label “revenge edits,” compromises the lofty goals of the online encyclopedia. It is perhaps particularly disturbing for those of us interested in the world of literature to hear of this behavior, behavior that can erode or destroy reputations with false “information.” I am guessing that Young is not the only one to carry out these reprehensible actions, and perhaps readers who don’t expect it are naïve. Still, it is disappointing and disturbing, and I hope Wikipedia will find better ways to prevent such behavior.

"The Humanity Project," by Jean Thompson

I “discovered” Jean Thompson’s fiction in the past few years, and was very impressed by it, but then she disappeared under my radar for a while. She doesn’t seem to get a lot of reviews and publicity. I recently saw a brief mention of her new novel, “The Humanity Project” (Blue Rider Press/Penguin, 2013), obtained a copy, and just finished reading it. I was not bowled over by it, but I did find the interweaving stories of the various characters engaging. I also liked the story’s being set in Marin County (just north of San Francisco), where I live; although the author lives in Illinois, she must have spent quite a bit of time in Marin, as the descriptions of the local towns, roads, parks, schools, and other sites are quite frequent and detailed. The title of the book comes from the name of a rather quixotic and unfocused foundation set up by Mrs. Foster, an older woman with money she is determined to give away (much to the distress of her adult daughters). Other characters include her assistant, Christie; Christie’s neighbor Art, whose teenaged daughter Linnea (whom he has barely seen for years) moves across the country to live with him after a horrific school shooting traumatizes her in her old home; and the beaten down, very unlucky Sean and his resourceful son Conner. The psychological and social aspects of these characters and their relationships are well portrayed and intriguing. Perhaps because there isn’t a clear arc to the plot, the book at times, and even at the end, feels a bit inert. This is a book that is definitely about character and social/moral questions rather than about plot. Questions about how and why some people have more opportunities and material wealth and some have so much less, and what should be done about it, are certainly timely. There is an air of low-key hopelessness that pervades much of the book; fortunately, there are a couple of cautiously high notes at the end of the novel.

For Mother's Day: "What My Mother Gave Me," edited by Elizabeth Benedict

Today's post is in honor of Mother's Day tomorrow. As a woman who has a wonderful mother, and is a mother to a wonderful adult daughter, I was of course drawn to a collection of essays by women writers titled “What My Mother Gave Me: Thirty-one Women on the Gifts that Mattered Most” (Algonquin Books of Chapel Hill, 2013), edited by the novelist Elizabeth Benedict (whose edited book, "Mentors, Muses & Monsters: 30 Writers on the People Who Changed Their Lives," was one of the very first books I wrote about on this blog). This book is easy to read quickly, but many of the contributions merit being read, or re-read, slowly. This could easily have been a collection of Hallmark-y, tritely sentimental pieces, but it isn’t; the brief essays are original, thoughtful, surprising, and touching. Not all of the writers had good relationships with their mothers, and some are very clear-eyed about their mothers’ shortcomings. But each of the writers has a memory of some point of connection and love, whether it be representative of a wonderful relationship or an exception in a difficult relationship. Sometimes the gift described is a physical object; sometimes it is a shared memorable experience; and sometimes it is a trait passed on from mother to daughter. Among the gifts are a photograph, a book, jewelry, clothing, a quilt, trips, a love of dressing well or of creating a hospitable home, and a positive attitude toward life. A bonus for me, and for many other readers, I am sure, is the chance to read some of our favorite writers as they share these very personal memories. The writers include, to name some of the authors with whose work I am most familiar, Mary Gordon, Joyce Carol Oates, Elissa Schappell, Caroline Leavitt, Katha Pollitt, Rita Dove, Lisa See, Marge Piercy, Mary Morris, and Elinor Lipman (about whose two 2013 books I have very recently posted).

"The Mothers," by Jennifer Gilmore

I am usually wary of novels that are “about” a certain topic. “The Mothers,” by Jennifer Gilmore, is decidedly and unapologetically about adoption, and it is worth reading because Gilmore creates an emotionally gripping novel about the painful, long drawn out process a couple often goes through when trying to adopt. Although I knew intellectually that prospective adoptive parents often encounter difficulties, I wasn’t truly aware of how difficult it (usually) is to adopt, and of the enormous emotional toll it often takes on those hopeful couples. (I know single people adopt as well, and I believe it is even harder for them, but this novel focuses on a heterosexual couple, Jesse and Ramon.) Children to adopt are less and less available in the United States, and many other countries do not permit, or have stopped permitting, Americans to adopt their children. An added source of stress is the constant wonder about the best answers to give, and the ideal ways to present themselves, to adoption agencies and/or, in the case of open adoptions, to the pregnant birth mothers who will decide to whom their children will go for adoption. A strange courtship process goes on in these cases, causing the main character of this novel, for example, to constantly second guess herself, her communication with the birth mothers, and the birth mothers’ motives. Gilmore makes us live through and feel every stage of the decision, the search, the hopes, the setbacks, the scams, and more. She never lets us off the hook. I won’t spoil the story by revealing what happens at the end of the novel. __

"The View from Penthouse B," by Elinor Lipman

Elinor Lipman has had a good year this year. In addition to her new collection of essays, "I Can't Complain," which I posted about last time, she has just published another 2013 title, the novel "The View from Penthouse B" (Houghton Mifflin Harcourt). Written with her usual wry humor, this novel tells of recent middle-aged widow Gwen-Laura Schmidt's moving in with her recently divorced older sister, Margo, in her beautiful penthouse apartment. Margo's husband Charles is in prison; he is a doctor who was found to be practicing medical fraud of an unusual sort. In addition, Margo lost all her divorce settlement to Bernie Madoff's Ponzi scheme. So the sisters live in a beautiful Manhattan apartment but have little money. They take in a renter, young gay aspiring pastry chef Anthony, who becomes a kind of surrogate son and friend. The three of them create their own version of family, and are very involved with each other's lives. Other characters include Gwen and Margo's sister Betsy, Gwen's support group, Charles' recently discovered 19 year old son, Chaz; Anthony's sister Olivia; and a few others. A major plot line is whether and when Gwen will be ready to date again; her adventures into the dating world are humorously described. Another plot line is, upon his release from prison, Charles's courtship of his ex-wife Margo. There are several topical themes, including the Madoff issue, and the vicissitudes of middle-aged dating, especially meeting potential dates online. But finally the main topic is how we all need people who care about us, who have our backs, and how these people may be family members, romantic and/or marital partners, roommates, and/or friends; we all -- if we are lucky -- make our own versions of family, our own support systems. Lipman is perhaps not among the very top literary writers of this generation, but she reliably produces well written, engaging, entertaining, funny and touching books, novels that embody her deep sense of humanity couched in a humorous mode. Her books are generous gifts to her readers.

"I Can't Complain," by Elinor Lipman

Elinor Lipman is known for her entertaining novels, her personal essays, and her humorous but pointed political commentary in the form of verse. “I Can’t Complain: (All Too) Personal Essays” (Houghton Mifflin, 2013) is a smallish (161 pages), varied, and very enjoyable collection of essays, all but one essay previously published in various magazines and newspapers. Thus they are short, catchy, light as a feather but not lightweight, and although sometimes about very serious topics, never too dour. They are grouped into four categories: “Meet the Family,” “On Writing,” “Coupling Columns” (about romance and marriage), and “Since Then” (about life after her husband’s recent death). She writes about her mother, her son, her husband, soap opera, food, cleaning, having one’s book made into a movie, New York, blurbing, author’s anxieties, and much more. One of the most touching and moving essays, “This Is for You,” was published in the New York Times’ Modern Love column (as “Sweetest at the End”), and is about her husband, before and during his cruel last illness, and her relationship with him over the years. (He is also featured in a few others of the essays.) Another, titled “I Still Think, Call Her,” is a lovely tribute to her late mother. This is an entertaining, heartwarming book; I thoroughly enjoyed reading it, and was touched by it as well.

Anna Quindlen Interview

I don't have time to read The New York Times regularly (too many other periodicals and books to read) but for many years I have subscribed to the weekly The New York Times Book Review, which I find enormously informative and enjoyable to read. Of course the reviews are the main point, but I also enjoy features such as the essay at the end of each issue, and the "By the Book" interviews with authors. The interview in the April 21, 2013 issue is with Anna Quindlen. I have always admired Quindlen's pioneering role in journalism, and have enjoyed reading her work, from when she was a journalist and columnist through her several novels and essay collections. This brief interview in the NYTBR seems to capture the smart, committed, warm, down-to-earth, unpretentious presence conveyed in her writing as well. Her answer to the first question immediately reminded me of why I like her persona and writing. In answer to the question "What's your favorite book of all time?", she says she can't choose one, but lists "Middlemarch," "Bleak House," and "Pride and Prejudice." Great list! She also cites Jo March in "Little Women" as her favorite childhood literary character. Her mentions of George Eliot's, Jane Austen's, and Louisa May Alcott's works remind me of Virginia Woolf's point that every pioneering woman writer becomes a much needed role model for succeeding generations of women writers, empowering them with their examples. When asked about other books and authors she reads nowadays, Quindlen is generous in her praise of such authors as Katherine Boo, Kate Atkinson, and Hilary Mantel. Asked what kind of fiction she steers clear of, she says, " I think 'experimental fiction' is a synonym for 'Give me a break,' and I've never been able to warm up to sci-fi." Definitely a woman after my own heart on both counts. But when invited to name a "disappointing, overrated, just not good" book, she considerately declines to do so, saying that "No one needs to be humiliated...by reading in The Times that someone chucked her book after three chapters." Of course I immediately wondered if she had a specific book in mind, and what it was, but I guess I will never know, and I honor her kindness in not naming a book. Those who know what MY favorite book is will imagine how pleased I was to read the answer to the last question of the interview, "If you could meet any character from literature, who would it be?" Quindlen replies, "Elizabeth Bennet. We would be buds for sure, power-walking the grounds of Pemberley. And I would get to hang out with Darcy." Great choice!