by Melinda Palacio
My Official Poetic License |
A
friend recently asked me where I draw the line in terms of my poetic license
and boundaries between fiction and non-fiction. My short answer was met with, 'I
thought you said you made it up?' On today's La Bloga, you get to hear my long
answer.
Yes
I did make it up! In Ocotillo Dreams
the narrative through line or story is completely made up, but I felt free to
borrow from my own life. Poetic License. For example, I really did live in
Chandler, Arizona during the 1997 INS sweeps. I strove for historical accuracy and
was proud that the 2012 International Latino Book Awards gave my debut novel
honorable mention in the Historical Fiction category, in addition to the
Mariposa Award for Best First Book.i
Since
Valentine's day is coming up next month, I will admit that I moved to Arizona
for love and not because I had the foresight to predict that a horrendous event
would lead me to write a book, as one blog which shall remain unnamed claims.
I
gave my main character the quality of being a San Franciscan and having lost
her mother in her twenties; both details were taken from my own life. I admit
that while I lived in the desert, I had this longing for San Francisco and
really did feel as if I had left my heart in San Francisco. I used to listen to
Tony Bennett sing the song just to feel a bitter taste of nostalgia.
OcotilloDreams was a novel, not a memoir. I often remind readers that my main
character, Isola, is not me. She looks different from me and has a completely
different relationship to her mother than I had. I borrowed details about their
questionable relationship from day time talk shows. The novel is fiction and I
allowed the creative juices to saturate the story.
Non-fiction
is more rigid, thanks to those first three letters. I understand that non-fiction
and memoir sets up an automatic contract with the reader that relies on the
author sticking to events that actually happened. Authors can get into big
trouble and piss off people like Oprah, have their book awards taken away, and
in the case of Jonah Lehrer, have their best-selling books pulled from the shelves
when they start confusing fiction with memoir or fiction and biography.
Poetry
is where the rules and borders are sketched in sand on a windy day. Some of my
poems are direct transcriptions of events or conversations, while others are
complete whimsy and play, such as 'disconcerted crow,' published in Pilgrimage Magazine and How Fire Is a Story, Waiting. The poem is
about an actual crow that I can see from my office window, but the idea that the
bird morphs from wearing a bird suit to being a child and then an old man is
pure fun. In 'Water Mark,' I imagine an entire childhood in New Orleans, even
though I grew up in Huntington Park, California. Poetic license allows you to
roll language on your tongue, spit the words out, and hear them crash on
the page.
UPCOMING EVENTS and NEWS
Saturday, January 19, I will be presenting both How Fire Is a Story, Waiting and Ocotillo Dreams in a long awaited Ventura book signing at Bank of Books, 748 E. Main Street, Ventura, CA 93001 at 1pm.
Sunday, January 20, Words on a Wire at 11:30 am. There were some technical difficulties with my visit to the show, including a gas leak and my not having a land line.
Thursday, January 24, Poetry Flash Presents Francisco X. Alarcon and Melinda Palacio at Moe's Books in Berkeley, 2476 Telegraph Avenue, Berkeley, CA at 7:30 pm.
Monday, January 28, Reyna Grande and Melinda Palacio at Reader's Books, 130 E. Napa Street, Sonoma, CA 95476, at 1pm.
Reyna Grande and Melinda Palacio |
In case you haven't heard the fabulous news...
Reyna Grande's memoir, The Distance Between Us, is a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award. Come and toast Reyna at our wine country book signing January 28.
Tuesday, January 29, UC Merced's 34th Chicano Literature Author Series with Melinda Palacio, January 29, from noon to 1:15 at COB 113.
Tuesday, January 29, UC Merced's 34th Chicano Literature Author Series with Melinda Palacio, January 29, from noon to 1:15 at COB 113.
Thank you for showing your "Poetic License" and sharing the moments and movements that you drew from to create your stories. I hope your poetic license never expires!
ReplyDeleteAptly written! Thanks for reminding us of the differences, Melinda. When I used to teach high school English, I taught my students about a literary criticism concept called "biographical fallacy." Readers too often assume that the "I" in a narrative is the author himself/herself, or that the narrative is about the author's own life. Not so. It's an easy confusion to make.
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