John Updike - In Remembrance (1932-2009)
I thought John Updike was a helluva writer but I didn’t care for his stories.
You’ll have to read others to hear praise for his novels. I respected his care
with words - carefully selected without a lot of fancy flourishe. Good writing.
He wrote of the mundane - bottling little glimmers of life to get at the truth
of it. When there was time to read him, I was not in the mood for the mundane.
That says more about me than about him or his writing. Perhaps I’ll give
Rabbit another chance - but I’ll have to be in the right mood. With all that
I have to do, those times may not come very readily. We’ll see.
In retrospect one of his writings I most enjoyed was a magazine
piece, Hub Fans Bid Kid Adieu, a tribute of sorts to Ted Williams about the
day of his last game with the Boston Red Sox.
Yes, I am a jock and I was then - one of those always was and always will be.
Even jocks can appreciate good writing. This piece explored the complexities
of athletes, athletic heros and the love/hate relationships that frequently
develop around them. I think that Ted Williams and Updike’s Rabbit shared
some of the same qualities that fascinated Updike enough to write about them.
Complexity. How does one write about complexity and do it simply?
Not easily. You must love to write - to be happy enough to continue to write
nurtured and motivated to continue by even the smallest elements of writing.
Writing because you must write. Nurtured by the process and the smallest
elements of the process. The right word. A turn of phrase. Capturing the
essence of a character, fictional or real, without just describing him or her.
And moving the story along in the process. Turning the page but …
begrudgingly, because you want to savor the writing or the wellness of
the story told.
Yes, John Updike was a helluva a writer but, for me, he was a lot like the
Ted Williams he wrote about. Great stats but he never won a pennant or a
world series of writing for me. However, he was a nicer man than the
“Splendid Splinter”, and he had a writing batting average like Ted Williams.
How can one truly give tribute to a great writer? Simply by writing.
Write what you have to as ably as you can - but write. You may not make
the world any better but you will be better for it. And that’s a start.
You may even enjoy it.
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Hub Fans Bid Kid Adieu
(Author: John Updike ©. Published: 1960-10-22. Appeared In: The New Yorker.)
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Posted January 27, 2009
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