I published an opinion piece at Talking Writing called, simply enough, “Can You Trust Online Reviews.” This piece identifies a small component of a much bigger phenomenon in the writing world today. Yes, there are loads of fake and biased reviews to be found at Amazon and on other book sites throughout the worldwide web. But writers are doing all sorts of other things to try to get noticed. It doesn’t matter if we’re talking so-called indie writers here or them that’s been dunned by a publishing house (Big Six or small independent). I for one don’t see a distinction between the self-published and Continue reading
Author: David Biddle
Real Romance: Implosions of America
My fellow Americans, we are all so stupid and wishy-washy about love. Those of us in our 50s and beyond are also faced almost daily with the weird little gremlin of loss — loss of parents, loss of friends, loss of libido, loss of joy, loss of sanity, loss of things to hide beyond.
I shake my head here. So many people I know, my fellow parents, have spent their best years lying to themselves and driving their cars. We stop these games long enough to watch TV and drink. Haven’t we been confused? Continue reading
On Beauty, Genius, and Paying Attention: Tim Williams Got Me Through So Much
 |
| “Morning of the Magicians”Source: http://www.flickr.com/photos/shitao/3197160727/in/set-72157625031441773 |
From about 1993 through 2000 I worked as best I could on my first novel. I am deeply indebted to nearly 20 friends and colleagues who read various drafts over that period.
From 2000 through 2005 I tried to get agents and publishers to pay attention to my insane story — best described as a psychedelic mystery about music and consciousness. I came close a couple times, but no one took me on. After over 100 Continue reading
Results of My Experiment in Publishing
 |
| Source: Shitao, “Don’t ever let go of my hand…….” |
Last week I reported that I was doing an experiment on the Kindle Direct Publishing promo system. I wanted to see what would happen if I didn’t use the multi-pronged marketing apparatus that’s set up around KDP free books. See the blog entry for that HERE.
The results are in and not so happy. Over a two day period, Saturday and Sunday, I received 230 downloads of my novel, Beyond the Will of God. Two weeks earlier, I’d pushed on the marketing apparatus hard and received over 10,000 downloads in three days.
This was not a controlled experiment. The biggest wild card in it is that the poor showing last weekend may have been because those fishing for free books were saturated from my offering just two weeks earlier. If that’s so, it makes me doubly wonder about readers in search of freebies. Maybe it’s a smaller group than we realize. Or maybe they don’t use Amazon’s standard Kindle Free listings that pair with the Kindle Bestsellers list. Maybe they use places like Pixel of Ink and Ereader News Today.
Whatever the case, I know a little more firsthand now. It pays to put on the dog if you’re going to optimize the KDP system. For what it’s worth, though, I’ve only sold about 60 copies of my novel since that initial free weekend with 10,000+ giveaways. It’s not making a lot of sense to me to give Amazon an exclusive deal for my book through their KDP program. I can offer it free directly from my website. In fact, that may well be the next experiment I do in electronic publishing.
We’ll see…in the mean time, click on the cover image to the right and buy yourself a copy of the weirdest and funkiest novel you’ll read this year. Where else are you gonna find Jimi Hendrix, Jesse James, Elvis, John Lennon, the CIA, Deadheads, wanton sex, experimental drugs, questions about consciousness, and a full-tilt argument for the spiritual and intellectual magic of loud guitar music?
-dcb
To see more amazing art work by Shitao, go here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/shitao/sets/
Experiments in Independent Publishing
Several weeks ago I used three of my Kindle Direct Publishing (KDP) free days and watched 10,110 people download my novel, Beyond the Will of God. The book is currently priced at $2.99 (that will change in the fall and go up to $4.99). By most accounts that’s a fairly successful KDP promo. Unfortunately, Amazon has changed their algorithms around in the past few months. Whereas once my successful free days would give a novel lift in the Amazon ranking system that would extend past the promo, now their calculations give my book very meager support. Within a few days Beyond the Will of God had dropped from being in the top 20 popularity list for mysteries out of the Top 100.
I’m not complaining. There are many benefits to getting exposure to 10,000 ereaders in a three-day period. The main one, obviously, is that my book is out there. When people like it, they’ll let others know. Amazon’s networking approach to sales is also impacted. My book will show up on lists like “Customers Who Bought…” and “What Other Items Do Customers Buy After Viewing This Item?”. I’m still receiving 2-3 purchases a day.
What’s most intriguing to me here, though, is that in order to achieve that huge number of downloads I followed the advice of another author and went to town promoting my free days through Twitter, Google+, and nearly a dozen websites that promote “free” books. One thing I found in this whole process was that there were a number of what I call “robot sites” that manage to track down free stuff for listing online. See HERE for an example. I don’t know how they come up with their data. Many of them aren’t even book oriented. And there are dozens of them.
I have two promo days left on my KDP account and my agreement with Amazon for exclusive rights to Beyond the Will of God ends on September 9th. I don’t know if I will extend that agreement. I’d like to promote the ebook at Barnes and Noble (they do carry the paperback already), Smashwords, iTunes and other sites. Although, I’m not sure at all whether they will provide me any further sales edge (Amazon is freaking awesome, to tell the truth, in their reach).
At any rate, I’m using my last two promo days this weekend (September 1-2) but being quite laissez faire about the whole thing. I’m not going to post to Twitter and I’ve only posted to one indie website with free listings. I will likely post to several FaceBook sites because they’re easy and I think a lot of folks pay attention to them. But I’m basically just going to let it ride and see what happens.
I will document what I do, but the point here is to see what happens just modestly getting worked up about the promotion. My hypothesis is that I’ll get over 1,000 downloads with very little work.
This all came to me because of two insights:
1) As I watched my account rack up 10,000 downloads, I realized that people who go for “free” stuff are possibly not the same as those who are truly interested in books and that there are dozens of sites online appealing to these Free Folk. (You can read an article I posted this week at A Knife and a Quill called “The Challenge With Free”).
2) Earlier this year I posted my collection of short stories, Trying to Care, without any networking at all. It got 500 or so downloads in two days. I have no idea where anyone found out about that book. It may just be that folks page through the Free Kindle listings on Amazon and pick out what they want.
So this is an experiment. I’m also using up my free days because I was completely non-strategic and rather haphazard in my planning. Partly, what I want to do here is give Amazon one more opportunity to show me why KDP has any value. We’ll see, I guess. I know this isn’t a controlled experiment. You can’t really do that in the world of books. They don’t give you enough meaningful data. That’s okay. I don’t need to report to a board of directors. I’ll report back here next week. You know what they say, “It’s good enough for blogging.”
In the mean time, I don’t care if you read my book, just read somebody’s book. It’s the best form of ESP I know of and it’s very good for you.
Happy Labor Day!
-David
The Adoption Option: Teen Pregnancy in America
 |
| The author with his first son in 1988. |
This blog, The Formality of Occurrence, began as a series of episodes that became the story of how I found my birthmother. I was adopted in 1958. My birth parents were both teenagers living in a small city in Indiana. My particular story was driven as well by the desire to understand my biological roots for my three sons beginning in 1988. I’d grown up with dark features and skin the color of creamed coffee. It was important to me to understand the story of my origin because the older I got the more I felt somehow cut off from all of society with no idea where I came from and what my beginning was in the story of my life. I didn’t want my sons to even remotely feel that way.
I found my birthmother (the story will be out as a book sometime within the next two years) and I now know that I am mixed race. My birthmother and I are very close. I am close as well to her husband and my three half-brothers. I’m proud to claim two quite separate lineages in the tree of life. And I’m proud as well to be adopted in this world. The adopted are special people. We spend our lives feeling separate and different, but we also spend our lives reaching out to everyone who will let us, embracing and loving, always knowing how precarious and risky life is. We know deep down inside how chance and luck play in to all human interaction. There are some of us who struggle with this weird situation we were born into. Some of us have anger. Some find it hard to trust others. I think it’s fairly likely that all of us carry with us a very powerful fear of rejection. I know for me, it wasn’t until I found the love of my life (we have been married now for nearly 22 years) and had children that I was finally able to lay down this quiet though determined sense of loneliness and disconnectedness in the world. That is a good thing. But I have experienced at times in the past two decades the sense that I might lose my connection to my wife and to my sons. I am advanced in age at 54, but my fear of loss is still profound and very powerful.
But adoption is a good thing. I love my birthmother and my mother both. And I know that by adopting me my mother, Ellen Horgan Biddle, had her life changed forever. I know as well that adopting me allowed my birthmother to move forward with her young life and become the successful woman she became — and the loving mother of three other boys, my half-brothers.
 |
| Daniel Taylor Source: Phila Inquirer |
It is with this knowledge that I read a commentary piece today in The Philadelphia Inquirer on teen pregnancy. The article, called “Teen Pregnancy’s High Cost,” points out that the U.S. teen pregnancy rate has dipped by 40% since 1990, but it goes on to point out that minorities have the highest rates by far and that 7,000 girls under 15 had babies in 2008. Written by pediatrician, Daniel Taylor, the article also points to the health problems of babies born to teenagers. It also points to the cyclical problem of teens having children who go on to become teenage parents themselves.
We don’t talk about this issue enough. In this election year where politicians act like they care about poor people and the disadvantaged, there’s a lot of talk about welfare reform and modifying our health care system. But teen pregnancy has to be one of the single most obvious problems directly related to welfare, healthcare, education, and the health of “the family” in America.
We all know that “right to life” proponents are hostile to the idea of giving women the right to make choices about their bodies. We know as well that “pro choice” advocates are concerned about women’s reproductive lives and often derisively at odds with right to lifers. The interesting thing is that those hostile to abortion are often strong advocates for adoption. But because in many states they have such a powerful connection to the adoption community, pro choicers have a hard time fully addressing that issue. The result all too often is that the question and issue of adoption is left out of the debate.
It is also left out of the article I site above. How many of the 367,752 live teen births annually in America (3,500 in Philadelphia alone) end in adoption? We don’t know. The article doesn’t deal with this issue at all. Why? Because according to the Gladney Center for Adoption less than 2% of young girls who have babies put them up for adoption. I went to the website of the National Campaign to Prevent Teen and Unplanned Pregnancy. As far as I can tell that website provides nothing substantive on adoption at all. Adoption is called the third option. It is also called the silenced option.
I don’t like the idea of abortion, personally. I also don’t like the idea that someone with a religious agenda and differing values can tell a woman (or a teenage girl) what to do with her body. But I also think that it’s very clear that if we know that teen pregnancy is a major problem for low income and minority communities in America, we need to do something big to change that. I would like to see pro-choice and pro-life advocates get together and figure out how to make adoption a definitive and viable option for everyone. Such a partnership should be organized and managed by the NAACP and probably the National Council of La Raza since the Latino community is more affected by teen pregnancy than most minorities (read Taylor’s article!).
Adoption is so important to this country’s future. We all know that many young married couples who struggle with fertility invest dramatic sums of money in the fertility industry. Why is that? Partly because people think that having their own “flesh and blood” is somehow important. But also partly because adoption seems so daunting and bureaucratic. The number of available children for adoption is far outstripped already by the number of families on waiting lists.
This is a very sticky issue, I know. I am aware that I oversimplify here, but it’s also quite clear that teen pregnancy can’t simply be addressed by prevention campaigns and political rhetoric about the pros and cons of abortion rights. Adoption doesn’t just give babies a better chance in life, it also clearly gives young girls (and boys) the opportunity to mature and pursue educations and careers — and more normal family lives in the future. Adoption is very likely one of the most effective tools we have to stop the cycle of poverty.
The change I’m advocating here is not something that needs to happen off in a corner of urban America. We’ve been doing that for decades. Adoption needs to be culture-wide and upfront and in the center of things. I think every famous person who was adopted needs to make that public and a focal aspect of their identities. Maybe we should all wear turquoise ribbons on National Adoption Day (and maybe our adopting parents should wear bright blue).
Athletes, actors, and politicians need to go out of their way to support American adoption centers. The next versions of Madonna and Brangelina looking for babies should make a point of staying within our borders. And the media needs to start covering adoption as an option for teenage mothers in a positive and empowering way.
Don’t kid yourself. There’s still a stigma attached to adoption. It confuses people on all sides of the question. But I believe we’re getting smarter and less judgmental by the day. What we need is a world where 15-year-old girls who have had their futures jeopardized by pregnancy can consider a humane and realistic opportunity for the babies they are responsible for. I know we can make that happen. It’s too obvious and powerful a solution to just ignore or forget…or silence.
Mobiusing the Self: Deep By Sound Alone
A review I did for TalkingWriting.com back in January of 2011 has been reposted as part of their summer “Writing and Music” feature. “Deep By Sound Alone,” (a magically crafted headline by Martha Nichols, founder and editor in chief at Talking Writing) is a review of The Anthology of Rap.
I recall being quite happy with the final state of this review. Typically, writing book reviews freaks me out. The more I publish the harder it gets to be critical of someone else’s work. I know firsthand what it takes to bring a book to press. I also know that the blood, sweat, and tears a writer and her team put into producing a book is not about looking to be criticized.
But this review is about more than whether I liked The Anthology of Rap as an anthology. It’s about me learning to appreciate a form of music that I haven’t given a chance over the years. I’ve even said that rap isn’t music. In fact, I sort of say that in my review:
I don’t agree with the premise that rap is poetry. Combined with its beat and sampled tape loops and all the other technological magic set to accentuate rhythm and meter, I’d say we’re listening to a new form that’s only beginning to understand itself.
The idea of new forms of expression, new perspectives on art, forms that go beyond our expectations, is so important to be aware of these days. New ideas about art and the human experience tend to portend big swells of societal change (look what rap did). We see our current economic malaise as this noose around our necks, but the truth is all the problems of commerce in this country (in the world!) are just symptoms of the need for change, or, as some are now saying, evolving.
What we need to guard against now as this change begins to solidify is our innate irony and cynicism. Irony and cynicism can twist the logic of change and the excitement of possibility into self-referential flippancy. I was strongly reminded of that yesterday while reading an excellent New Yorker online essay by Maria Bustillos called “What Lester Bangs Taught Me.”
Lester Bangs is the legendary rock critic version of Hunter Thompson. He straddled the waning days of rock “as cultural expression” when it was morphing into New Age and punk. Bangs often wrote chunky, seemingly profound essays that began with questioning a rock star about, say, some fairly esoteric song but then went on for paragraphs linking every aspect of culture in his eyesight to the first question. Reading Bangs was like a mixture of words on the page by William Burroughs, Spalding Gray, Margaret Mead, and Johnnie Rotten all climbing on each others shoulders.
 |
| Lester Bangs (Source: The New Yorker) |
I was struck though, reading Bustillos’ wonderful reminiscence on experiencing Bangs’ words when she was growing up, that in the end he still put a big X across his mouth more often than not. He would spend whole essays profoundly wandering around the frontier cutting edge of social change and the meaning of life only to scribble it all into oblivion saying something like, “…but in the end, who the fuck am I to actually think I know what I’m talking about?”
Yeah. Well, who the fuck is anyone? We’re not stuck in some rut these days. Everything is changing as fast as hell. The only thing we’re not getting good at, yet, is figuring out how to create new meaning on the fly. It would be easy to just let it all shift and turn and not make decisions about what is right and what is wrong, what is true and what is utter bull shit. But that doesn’t work after a while. You get confused and vague like a lot of The Occupiers, or angry and insane like many of The Tea Partiers — or like the media is today with respect to the upcoming elections…and the politics of self-centered propagandists for greed in general.
I wrote a comment on The New Yorker website when I finished Bustillos’ Bangs piece. I want to share it here. If it doesn’t make any sense, that’s okay. It does to me. Read her piece! It’s all deep by sound alone. If you don’t get that yet, keep trying.
I grew through the Bangs Era absolutely clueless of him, but not what he addressed. That was our End Time…for a time. He was, it seems, it’s maw and soundtrack. Years later I bought Psychotic Reactions and Carburetor Dung. I was floored. I am grateful to Maria Bustillos for this rememberie. Besides the content of this essay, the writing itself is so perfectly twisted, I can see how someone with no bend or twist might get lost or frightened. In the end, I do think Bangs took the easy way out as a critic. He sort of Mobiused on himself. When you point at all the crazed revolution, and marvel at it (and its SOUNDS), but then make fun of yourself for drooling and say, in the end, it’s all bullshit and carburetor dung, well, yes, you are mimicking the Three Stooges quite well. There is meaning though, or anyway, or despite the Mobius cuteness Bangs arrived at. Yes, culture is all a joke and a plaything (especially rock music), but that doesn’t mean it isn’t also dripping with the darkness of our unconscious. I totally agree that “the first mistake is to assume Art is serious.” But the second mistake is to think that means you disregard its comedy as frivolous. Twist the Mobius brain a half more and you learn that the sublime and the ridiculous combine into the power of emotional intelligence and informed curiosity. Bangs led himself to the edge. I think David Foster Wallace figured out how to get out there over the edge, but it’s a stretch…the creative human mind is truly so much more powerful than we give it credit for and there is something you might call a New Way of Reasoning. It’s just still stuck on the tip of our tongues…or forks.
-Look for me on your local baseball field
Plagiarism and Other People’s Words: Welcome to the Revolution…or the Nuthouse
As an independent author, I am always tuned in to plagiarism and copyright issues. I’ve written on these topics already this year, but they are so vast and dynamic I want to first reiterate something important for all readers, writers, agents, publishers, and editors to think about. This industry is in the process of re-making itself from the ground up. There are no real rules anymore. There’s a revolution going on in the publishing world. And when things are hot during revolutions everyone’s confused as hell — especially those who think they know what’s going on.
The core principle of publishing has always been copyright law. The associated tacit principle “thou shalt not steal from another writer” has always been the first law of professional ethics. But these two issues are now getting a major overhaul whether we like it or not. And what’s really fascinating is that since no one really knows where we’re going and there are no longer rules in the industry we have lots of confusion and gray area to deal with.
Take for example the most recent plagiarism scandal highlighted by the online mainstream press over the last week or so. Fareed Zakaria, a CNN program host and a columnist with Time magazine, admitted to copying several paragraphs written by New Yorker writer, Jill Lepore, for a piece he wrote on gun control. What’s most interesting about this story is not Zakaria’s quick and definitive admission of guilt, but a difference of opinion between Edward Jay Epstein in his “Fareed Zakaria Didn’t Plagiariaze!” piece posted by The Daily Beast, and Seth Mnookin, whose “No, Really, It’s Plagiarism,” was picked up by Salon.com. Read the comment section after each of these articles to see how bizarre this one is. It’s actually quite hilarious.
Let’s go one step further. Earlier this summer we saw an interesting twist in the plagiarism game – Jonah Lehrer, a rising star who moved from Wired to The New Yorker, was accused of “self-plagiarism.” In essence, he was accused of cutting and pasting pieces of blog entries into blogs he wrote for The New Yorker. The problem was attribution, I suppose, but it really seemed to me that Lehrer was being treated like a 14-year-old accused of statutory rape because he figured out how to masturbate and act like nothing is wrong with it. Not exactly plagiarism, but it was too weird for everyone to deal with, so he got in trouble.
From my perspective, these recent word theft scandals are just part of frontier life for all of us in publishing. Confusion about self-plagiarism and Zakaria copying someone else’s words, comical as both situations are, shows that we’re (and I truly mean all of us) living out a sort of “King of Hearts” revolution. The Internet is like a vast lunatic asylum masquerading as a pro sports team locker room. If you don’t believe me, check out Michael Barthel’s long Salon.com piece on the Zakaria scandal.
I am not an expert on these issues. I’m not sure you can be an expert on anything in the publishing world anymore. But it’s important to look at plagiarism and copyright issues as an area where we are all forced to reconsider what we thought we knew about books and writers and reading. If you ask me, this re-thinking doesn’t start with journalists and mainstream writers, it starts with a much larger, more diffuse, and truly influential group — indie writers.
Us small fry in the publishing world are at the mercy of venal, money-grubbing con-artists and thieves. My first independently published novel has been available through Amazon’s Kindle Store for just a bit more than two months and already weird stuff is happening with the paperback version. You probably know that Amazon’s sales pages always offer new Amazon copies but also have links for independently sold books and used books. In the past two weeks, the paperback edition of Beyond the Will of God is being offered off Amazon’s site for anywhere from about $14.00 to nearly $35.00. That’s all very interesting since the paperbound version is priced at $15.99 brand new through Amazon and CreateSpace. You can’t make money below that price, and who would buy something for double the cost when its readily available through Amazon at such a reasonable price?
Us small fry in the publishing world are at the mercy of venal, money-grubbing con-artists and thieves. My first independently published novel has been available through Amazon’s Kindle Store for just a bit more than two months and already weird stuff is happening with the paperback version. You probably know that Amazon’s sales pages always offer new Amazon copies but also have links for independently sold books and used books. In the past two weeks, the paperback edition of Beyond the Will of God is being offered off Amazon’s site for anywhere from about $14.00 to nearly $35.00. That’s all very interesting since the paperbound version is priced at $15.99 brand new through Amazon and CreateSpace. You can’t make money below that price, and who would buy something for double the cost when its readily available through Amazon at such a reasonable price?
It’s very likely that hundreds of indie writers recycle blog material and copy and paste from each other all the time. The only reason they aren’t “caught” is that they aren’t in the mainstream (and money isn’t involved). There’s no question in my mind as well that indie stories and books are being mined for ideas and plots. I am about to take advantage of the Kindle Direct Publishing (KDP) program and offer as a promotion this weekend three days of free downloads of my novel. I’m going to guess I get several thousand takers. Thousands of other KDP writers will do the same thing this weekend. Who is doing the downloading? I have no idea. When “Free” is involved, random takes over. And in this world, “Free” is a global proposition. There could be syndicates in Eastern Europe or Africa or Asia downloading, breaking the digital rights management code, and then repackaging my story for sale at any price they want. What can I do?
Paranoid ramblings? Hardly. Already people are selling my book irrationally and I don’t see a dime from their success. Writers have had to deal with this issue forever, just not at such dramatic volume. Do I care? Not really, although its still all very interesting. I know that hundreds, if not thousands, of good-hearted, gentle readers will also be downloading my book. I hope they read it. I hope, too, that they like my writing enough to want to buy my collection of short stories. I’m banking on building up a group of folks who want to buy the other two novels I will be putting out over the next year and my second collection of short stories. If there are assholes looking to profit off of illegal copies of my work or folks who want to steal ideas and even paragraphs from my blog entries, so be it.
There’s one rule in this whole publishing frontier that is essential: writers write. Some people won’t follow this rule very well for whatever reason (I can only imagine the pressures Zakaria and Lerner were under that would cause them to cut corners like they did). For most of us, especially us indie folks, the whole game may be lawless and out of control (and insane), but working hard to come up with great stories, relatable characters, and new ways of talking about the world is still the whole idea. What distinguishes a writer is not whether he or she has a contract with a Big Six Publishing House but production. For indie writers, production is wholly self-motivated. No one tells us what to write and no one gives us deadlines. We can post love stories between giraffes and zookeepers just as easily as we can kinky romances between billionaires and breathless twenty-something Lolitas.
The system is in place now to get whatever we’re writing out there directly to readers. We don’t have to posture or guess what our market segments will be (although we do need to make sure people know our books are available). And we shouldn’t be too worried about this revolution that’s going on and whether folks are trying to figure out how to make money off our hard work without us benefiting.
The lessons the pros are learning right now (and their publishers) will help all of us get a better handle on professionalism and ethics and what it means to be out here on the frontier leading-edge of things. Hopefully the big guys will re-employ fact checkers and develop explicit standards of conduct that make sense. That may take a while, though, since the publishing world is all of a sudden chaotic and super competitive.
In the end, I believe that quality, original writing and creative, thoughtful insights through that writing will carry the day. I’m sure Jonah Lehrer and Fareed Zakaria know this now. You as a reader have always known this. Keep watching as “content providers” try to police themselves and figure out who they’re becoming. We really are like a bunch of lunatics let loose in a locker room. The weird thing is that we get to go out on the field whenever we want, and whoever is out there gets to watch us do whatever we think we’re supposed to do. It’s going to require some time, but eventually the rules will become obvious again and things will settle down. I hope it takes a while for that, though. I kind of like being free to make things up as I go along.
I hope Lehrer, Zakaria and all the other nuts who are getting sent to the showers can get back on track with this freedom thing. As Patti Smith once sang: “This is the era where everybody creates.” Welcome to the era, then. It’s a nuthouse.
I hope Lehrer, Zakaria and all the other nuts who are getting sent to the showers can get back on track with this freedom thing. As Patti Smith once sang: “This is the era where everybody creates.” Welcome to the era, then. It’s a nuthouse.
___________________________________
If you want to read more on what plagiarism implies, see my April article, “The Word Thieves,” at TalkingWriting.com HERE.
America’s Finest Are Coming: Teaching in The Age of Inspiration
 |
| A teacher in the making. |
When I was in college trying to figure out what I would do with my life, I knew that my “fall back” job could be as a teacher. It really didn’t matter what level of teaching — to me being a professor at a prestigious university was the same as teaching social studies to 7th graders or running a 1st grade class at a suburban or urban school. Teaching was an honorable profession with decent pay and usually quality benefits. But to me it was also removed from reality. I grew up in an academic household. To me, teachers talked about the world and educated about it, but they didn’t actively participate.
In the end, I became an environmental planner and activist. I put my social science education and math abilities to use as a consultant specializing in energy conservation, technology efficiency, and recycling. I had a marvelous and exciting 30-year career working with the public and private sector trying to make our energy and solid waste infrastructures more effective and safe. I’m a novelist and freelance writer now (something not so different than being a teacher). But that’s not what I’m writing about here.
I just looked at my FaceBook wall this morning and found an invitation to donate funding to help a 2nd grade teacher buy Kangaroo Pouch organizers for his students. This teacher is part of a new movement in education. He is 24 years old, with a newly minted masters in education from the University of Pennsylvania. He has been an adjunct teacher on and off for the past two years working with elementary schoolers in Portland, Oregon and Philadelphia. This 2nd grade class is his first full-scale appointment as a bonafide, credentialed educator. He is committed as hell to his job. Besides his education at Penn, he spent this summer training with Teach for America to prepare him for this coming school year. This teacher is my oldest son, Sam.
Now, I am just a poorly paid author, but I donated $20 to Sam’s Kangaroo Pouch project. Sam’s school is the Frederick Douglass Elementary School in North Philadelphia. It is a public school, but it was designated as one of many schools in Philly that needed extra special support. Sam doesn’t work directly for the Philadelphia School District. He is an employee of Young Scholars, a charter school non-profit contracted to help turn around Frederick Douglass Elementary. Young Scholars is one of many innovative private and nonprofit organizations working on new models for education and community development throughout the country. There are not enough organizations like Young Scholars…yet. But I think that’s about to change.
Other charter oriented education programs like KIPP and Mastery Charter are doing amazing work with inner city kids throughout the country. I don’t want to debate the value of charters over public school systems, though. I think that’s a ridiculous argument. The object is to adequately fund teachers and administrators to provide committed, informed, and effective education to kids everywhere in this country. There is no one system that will work. We are a nation of sub-cultures and neighborhoods that all blend in one way or another in schools more than in any other local institution. Whatever works! Right?
I don’t want to debate the economics of education here either. Although it is clear that if we don’t figure out how to adequately invest in our children, this nation is going to slide backwards on the world stage. We’re going to see more crime, drug abuse, teenage pregnancy, illiteracy, and unprepared adults in the work world.
What I do want to point out is that the message young teachers are now getting (usually from experienced and profoundly gifted older teachers) is both exciting and dynamic. The future of this country, I believe, is positive because of this message. There is enormous excitement in the world of teaching right now. Talk isn’t just about minimal standards, literacy, and basic skills, its about leadership, community development, and passionate commitment. Young teaching recruits are not taking “No” as an answer. I think this is possibly true of many teachers that we all had in the past, but today’s world of astounding media technology, social networking, and communication systems provides teachers with a virtually infinite toolbox of solutions to problems (Sam’s DonorChoose solution for Kangaroo Organizers is just an example).
 |
| From child preacher to teacher, Bernie Wilson. |
I’m finding evidence of the extreme dynamism of this profession everywhere I look these days. Experienced teachers, men and women of my own generation — Boomers who have never truly chucked their aspirations for a better, more socially just world — are passing on their wisdom and the lessons they’ve learned to this next generation. Take a look at the video attached to this web page on a talk by my friend Bernie Wilson that just came my way through FaceBook last week.
The Age of Inspiration
Sometimes when I’m waiting for my computer to re-boot or while I’m making lunch, I wonder what we may one day call this next few decades here in America. We are at a major juncture in our history. The hippie generation is in the heyday of its leadership. Our collective knowledge about how easy it is to fail and to miss the mark is turning into wisdom. Bernie’s words give me goosebumps.
I think I know what we should want to call this next couple decades. These next 20 years or so need to be called The Age of Inspiration. We have so many drastic problems: global warming, health care, proper investment in our communities, and development of a more sustainable economy. If we don’t approach these problems as inspired, can-do citizens, we may stay mired in the past. And, quite frankly, the past didn’t work.
But we Boomers can’t be the only ones saddled with doing the inspiring. The real job is for this next generation of kids. I am amazed by the young people I know who are choosing education as a path. I end this essay with a very brief video of this year’s Teach for America recruits at the closing ceremony for their summer training in Philadelphia. As you read this, they have fanned out to eastern cities far and wide to begin the next phases of their lives. Some of them will stick with teaching. Some will move on to other professions. No matter what, you can bet they will be touched by their time teaching the generation coming up behind them. We are a great nation because of the inspiration of our young people. That inspiration comes from their teachers first and foremost. And so it goes.
The speaker in this video is one of the great heroes of my life. I couldn’t have become the man I did if he hadn’t been born. To be touched by a teacher in the making for the past 24 years has been quite a treat. But what’s more important about this video, is to listen to his peers as he speaks. This is what I’m talking about. This is who we can become. This is the world we can live in. They can be the ones who raise us all towards The Age of Inspiration. Teaching as a fall-back career? I couldn’t have been more mistaken.
Related articles
