It's that time of year...
Birds chirping. Bees buzzing. Warm wind blowing. And Christian writing conferences blossoming all around.
For those fortunate enough to attend this year, make sure you take full advantage of all the offers, contacts, and knowledge you gain in those few short days. You'll be the better writer for it.
Speaking of writers who are making the most of it, I want you to welcome my next guest on the Florida front porch. Please, pull up a chair, and welcome Donn Taylor!
Welcome, Donn! For those who don't know you (yet), in fifty words or less, tell them who Donn Taylor is?
I grew up in small-town America, completed an Army career
(Infantry in the Korean War, Army Aviation in Vietnam), earned a PhD in English
literature and taught it for eighteen years. Afterward, I wrote poetry and
novels, and taught poetry writing at writers’ conferences. At age 89, I’m still
writing.
Okay, so you just described the life I want to live when I grow up. Wow. (And thank you for your service!)
Before you ever got a notion of
becoming a writer/author, how old were you, and what were you doing in that
time of your life?
That was 1947. I was 17 and in my second year of
college. I’d entered as a music major with a wild ambition to become a concert
pianist. I loved the emotional expression of music, and I’d written several
piano pieces and songs. But I also ran track—in my two years of college track I
never lost a two mile—and that gave me the only place I could compete with the
returning WW II veterans. So there was a conflict between track and piano, and
there was a further conflict while I figured out what to do about Christianity.
I kept asking for a call, but no call came. (It never did. I only got open
doors or closed doors. That is the way God has directed my life.)
In that
year, though, the emotion of music ceased to be enough. There had to be
something beyond it. Track did not pall, but I always knew it couldn’t be the
centerpiece of my life. But in that year of confusion I discovered literature:
challenging ideas expressed in beautiful language, still with plenty of
emotion. The romantic poets, of course, appropriate for my age. I thought I’d
like to write things like that.
So I tried.
I wrote some bad short stories and worse poetry. It hadn’t occurred to me that
both prose and poetry had techniques that must be learned. So I floundered. I’d
write a good line now and then, but the following lines would be clunkers.
These inner
conflicts got interrupted, unresolved, in the summer of 1948. The Cold War
heated up. Congress renewed the draft. To avoid being drafted for 19 months’
service, I enlisted for 12 with a reserve contract. So everything went on hold.
Upon my discharge, I emerged into a different world.
Are you married? Single? Have kids?
Mildred and I were married for 61 years, seven
months, and four days before the Lord promoted her to heaven. We fell in love
while snowbound in a small town in Northeast Mississippi. When the snow melted
(no help from us), we were engaged. We were married as soon as I finished
college and was commissioned in the Army. She was the perfect wife through my
twenty years of Army, several years of graduate school, and eighteen years as a
professor. After retirement, we found a place in the Texas woods and enjoyed
what we’d always wanted: unlimited time together. Our lifetime love story is
told in a Valentine’s Day post at
bit.ly/1F2bGWh
We claim that our four grown
children and their spouses have it all covered: There’s an engineer to build
it, a CPA to cost it, three lawyers for the legal implications, an Air Force
officer to defend it, and a liberal arts major to tell what it means.
We also have eight grandchildren,
and the current count of great-grandchildren stands at four.
I’m going to give you a shotgun
list of favorites. List your favorite in each category and then tell us in one
sentence why it is your favorite.
Favorite
Song of All-Time: “Skylark.” Johnny Mercer and Hoagy Carmichael threw
off the usual restraints and wrote something beautiful on its own terms.
Favorite
Non-Fiction Book (other than your own & besides the Bible): Mark
Moyar: Triumph Forsaken: The Vietnam War
1954-1965. Moyar’s meticulous scholarship, including use of Communist
sources, replaces journalists’ politicized versions of the war with genuine
history.
Favorite
Bible Verse:
John 11:25. “Jesus
said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me,
though he were dead, yet shall he live.” It has given me comfort and
reassurance in the five years since the Lord promoted Mildred.
Favorite
Movie:
My Man Godfrey (1936). Screen writer
Morrie Ryskind at his irrepressible best.
Favorite
Actor or Actress: Eleanor Parker. She played an unusual variety of
parts, all well, and she could sprint like a male.
Favorite
TV Show:
“Maverick.” It is an excellent blend of drama and humor made lively by James
Garner’s acting.
Favorite
Novel (other than your own): Gavin Lyall: The Wrong Side of the Sky. It has good suspense, and its flights
are in the Mediterranean area where my pilots were flying.
Favorite Author
(other than you): John Milton. His work has grandeur of thought and
poetry that has never been equaled.
Favorite
Sport:
Basketball. I loved the intricacy of it, and I kept playing it until age 56,
when my shoulders quit on me.
Favorite
Team (Can be any sport, any level): Football by The University of
Texas Longhorns. They are well coached and perform well—especially in the
national championship years.
Favorite
Subject in School Growing Up: Latin, I guess. I was fascinated by its
grammatical patterns.
Favorite
Subject Now:
Renaissance literature. At its best it has a breadth and depth that have not
been equaled since.
Favorite
Teacher in School: Professor Norman Farmer at The University of Texas.
Always helpful, he guided me into a deeper understanding of literature and
supervised my doctoral dissertation.
Favorite
Time of the Year: Winter. It’s my most memorable because Mildred and I
fell in love while we were snowbound.
Favorite
Place to Vacation: Heidelberg, Germany. I love the music, the wines,
and the unique spirit.
Favorite
Food:
Filet Mignon at the Longhorn Steak House. The steak is so good that you award
the cow a posthumous decoration.
Favorite
Drink:
Merlot (red wine). It’s the perfect complement to a good Filet Mignon.
Do you have a
favorite line from a movie or book? If so, what is it and explain why it is
special to you?
From a bit player in His Girl Friday (1940): “She ain’t no albino. She was born right
here in the USA.” Screenwriters of the classic movies gratified their audiences
with sudden and unexpected laughs in the midst of serious stories. I learned
this trick from them and use it in my suspense novels.
Of all the
stories/books you have written, which one is your favorite? And what compelled
you to write this story?
It’s a hard choice, but I guess it’s my historical
novel Lightning on a Quiet Night. It’s set in 1948 in Northeast Mississippi,
where Mildred grew up and where I lived for several years. She and I researched
it together in the Tupelo, MS, public library and the state archives in
Jackson.
We also
believed that the ordinary citizens of Mississippi had rarely been treated
fairly in fiction. So I wrote about them as we had known
them--well-intentioned, practical small-town grocers, bankers, garage owners,
and farmers who made up most of the state’s population. They were people
content to make an honest living for their families and make their corner of
the world a little bit better than they found it.
But they
were not without the vices common to mankind. That combination let me portray
greater depth and complexity of character than the suspense or mystery genres
do. The result: “A town too proud of its own virtues has to deal with its first
murder.” Which people in the town adjust to the newfound knowledge of evil?
Which cling to the old self-image in spite of that knowledge? How do
church-going people respond to the new conditions? How well are returned WW II
veterans re-integrating themselves into the community? How do people contend
with their own personal problems while this shadow hangs over the town? Are
there old loyalties now brought into conflict? Questions
like these allowed me to write directly about faith and Christian experience
while remaining true to the tone and pace of the community.
I must have
done okay, for the novel was a finalist for the Selah Awards, and
Publishers Weekly wrote, “Taylor’s
powerful historical romance is filled with passion and heart, spiced with
mystery and
a keen understanding of the human condition.”
Small world, isn't it? I went to seminary in Jackson. Preached in several rural churches in the small towns around the state. You're right. They are cloistered in many ways.
So, tell us about what
project you are currently working on.
I’m in the early stages of a fourth book in the
Preston Barclay Mystery Series. This one gives Professor Barclay a different
kind of problem in a different setting. In the first two books of the series he
is on his home campus. In the third he is visiting the state university. This
time he is vacationing at a small, remote resort in the mountains. The main
writing problem is to see how his personality and methods change in this
different environment. The working title is Murder
at Rest.
Knowing what you know
now about writing, publishing, etc., what piece of advice would you give to the
person thinking about writing that novel they have always wanted to pursue
since they were young, or the person who believes they have a non-fiction book in
them that would be helpful to others?
I would begin by telling the aspiring writer to sit
down and start writing because he’ll never get anything written if he doesn’t.
That done, though, I would tell him to accept the fact that becoming proficient
will take a lot longer than he thinks. Writing is a skill like playing piano or
basketball. You don’t become proficient in either without learning techniques
and practicing their use. Michael Jordan was not a champion the first time he
walked onto the court. He became one through diligent learning and practice.
It’s the same in writing: you have to learn techniques and practice them before
you become proficient. For the techniques, study a good reference like James
Scott Bell’s Plot and Structure. Then
write, write, write, incorporating those techniques into your work.
One other
encouragement: I was already proficient in technical writing and scholarly
writing when I began to write fiction. But it took me more than a year of study
and practice to learn to write acceptable fiction.
It takes
work, but you can get it done if you stay with it.
Isn't that true of anything worth doing? I tell that to the students I deal with day in and day out. Worthwhile endeavors never come easy or quick.
How do you come up
with the names for your characters?
Let’s start with sources. I use books of names, of
course, but for variety I also save a monthly magazine’s “In Memoriam” pages.
For foreign names, I use foreign language dictionaries, e.g., Italian, French,
German, and Latin. This doesn’t mean I know those languages. It just means I’m
willing to dig.
But the fun
is finding names to indicate the character of people and places. English
literature is filled with suggestive names. Who can forget Shakespeare’s Doll
Tearsheet or Sheridan’s Benjamin Backbite?
I do try to reveal character, but
less obviously. In The Lazarus File,
the hero is surnamed Daniel (God is my judge). The Cuban revolutionary is Tizon
(firebrand) and a jealous, usurping younger brother is Ignacio (Burning). The
mature heroine is Sol Agueda de Roca (Sunlight, sublime, strength like a rock).
Places too, when the name can add something: The hometown of one villain is
Malavispa (mal = evil, avispa = wasp). The elaborate hoax played on another
villain occurs in the Bar Arenque Roja (Red Herring Bar). The sexy temptress
says her home is Miraje (Mirage).
For the
small country town in Lightning on a
Quiet Night, the ordinary characters have ordinary names: Jack Davis,
Hollis Wilson, Jimmy Fletcher—but some with local flavor (Precious Pendleton)
or a suggestion of the town’s Christian heritage (Shiloh Simpson, Jacob
Weaver). However, the town gossip is Mrs. Telebit.
The Preston
Barclay mysteries, set on college campuses, required a different approach. The
faculty needed names suggesting a certain dignity: Lincoln Sheldon, Robert
Harkins. But a comic character is named Dean Billig (Billig = cheap). When he
is made dean of the college he becomes Dean Dean Billig, or Dean-Dean.
I don’t
expect readers to follow all of these names. But they say they enjoy them, and
that’s good enough for me.
If you had one person you could
meet (think outside the Bible here) and could spend as much time as you wanted
with that individual, who would it be?
I actually can only get it down to two. The first
would be Dante Alighieri (c. A.D. 1265-1321). I would ask about some of the
obscure allegorical references in
The
Divine Comedy (e.g., the Greyhound). The other would be the British naval
hero of the Napoleonic Wars, Horatio Hornblower (c. 1778-1858). I would ask how
he rescued the Maltese slaves from the African despot without paying a cent or
firing a shot.
If you had one person you could
meet (think ONLY Bible characters here) and could spend as much time as you
wanted with that individual, who would it be besides Jesus?
John the Apostle. He could probably tell me more about Jesus than any other
biblical character, and he would add a theological dimension to the
narrative.
We know “Readers are leaders, and
leaders are readers.” Is there a book you’ve read in the past five years or so that
has helped you become a better you? If so, which one was it, and how did it
affect your life?
Yes. It is C.S. Lewis’s Mere Christianity. I’d read it years before, but our church asked
me to teach it to a couples’ class. It reinforced (once again) my perception of
Christianity as the only viable philosophy of life, and it moved on into
practical problems of Christian living. Pretty much by osmosis, I found myself
thinking and living in the terms that Lewis lays out in that work. I’m still
thinking and living that way.
Funny you should mention that book. It's the one I quote and use as the basis for my Blake Meyer Thriller Series. The quote about no being able to find peace apart from God because it is not there? Awesome words, they are.
What Bible scripture has impacted
your life the most, and why?
I can’t tie this down to a single series of verses.
So I have to cite the two books of Ecclesiastes and Hebrews, taken together and
including the tone of each. In a tone of resignation, Ecclesiastes describes
the drab quality of life “under the sun” and the limited satisfactions it
affords. Despite its mentions of God, its vision of time is merely cyclic—repeated
cycles of life and death with no particular destination for mankind: “One
generation passeth away, and another generation cometh; but the earth abideth
forever” (Eccl. 1:4). But the tone of Hebrews is one of triumph. Its view
encompasses this life “under the sun” but extends beyond it into the heavens.
The view of time is not cyclic, but linear: Generations from the Beginning lead
up to the life and crucifixion of Christ, and through His resurrection into a
glorious future. “But ye are come unto mount Sion, and unto the city of the
living God, the heavenly Jerusalem, and to an innumerable company of angels . .
. (Heb. 12:22) To me, the two books contrast the colorless life without
knowledge of Christ to a life in which the knowledge of Christ transforms the
drab world into technicolor and the expectancy of a joyous completion in
heaven.
Is
there anything else you’d like to share with our readers about you, or anything
we didn’t cover?
Ever
since I can remember, some kind of music has been playing in my head. Usually
it’s something I’ve heard, sometimes pop and sometimes classical. Yesterday the
pop was a Tommy Dorsey recording, “Song of India,” and the classical was
Strauss’s overture to die Fledermaus.
And sometimes it’s music I’ve never heard. This experience and a New York Times article on musical
hallucinations gave me the idea for the central character in the Preston
Barclay Mystery Series. I hasten to say, however, that everything else about
Professor Barclay is fictional.
Is Preston any relation to William? Just wondering. :-)
Donn, it's been a pleasure. You're knowledge of literature comes through loud and clear.
For those of you who wish to get to know Donn more, his sites are listed below:
Donn's page on Amazon, offering all of his books, is https://amzn.to/2TddBsm
Twitter: www.twitter.com/donntaylor3 (He admits he doesn't tweet much, but it's here nevertheless.)
Donna also has a blog describing the action of God in his life titled A Quiet Assurance, and it can be found here: https://bit.ly/2R4jSRd
Donn's website is www.donntaylor.com
Thanks to everyone for stopping by!
Until next time, may God bless America, and may America bless God!
Kevin
www.ckevinthompson.com
We’ve arrived. Part 3 completes this blog trilogy revolving around my reading of Les Standiford’s The Man Who Invented Christmas: How Charles Dickens’s A Christmas Carol Rescued His Career and Revived Our Holiday Spirits (You can read Part 1 and Part 2 here). As I stated before, if you want to learn about the writing life and how other writers who have gone on before us have endured the trials and tribulations therein, reading about them is just as important as reading about the craft itself. For one thing I found when learning about Dickens’s life was how universal some things are. It truly is a small world.
