Weekly Wilson - Blog of Author Connie C. Wilson

Welcome to WeeklyWilson.com, where author/film critic Connie (Corcoran) Wilson avoids totally losing her marbles in semi-retirement by writing about film (see the Chicago Film Festival reviews and SXSW), politics and books----her own books and those of other people. You'll also find her diverging frequently to share humorous (or not-so-humorous) anecdotes and concerns. Try it! You'll like it!

Christopher Hitchens and Me

christopher-hitchensFor those of you who don’t read “Vanity Fair,” Christopher Hitchens is a columnist/regular contributer to same. He appeared at the noon luncheon of the BEA (BookExpo America) and mainly recited questionable limericks. I have to give this to him: he knew them from memory. One was a questionable item decrying the clergy for episodes of pedophilia, which I won’t repeat here for fear of offense.

True story, however: as I exited the Women’s Rest Room just opposite the downstairs hall in which the program was to take place, I saw some people entering a stairwell. One of those people, a rather tall gentleman, was holding what appeared to be a REAL drink (and it wasn’t even noon yet) so this caught my eye, and I decided, “Well, that person definitely is in to the sauce already today, and I’ll just follow that group in to find our seats.” I was halfway up the stairwell stairs when we hit the landing and I realized that the rather tall gentleman holding the drink (it was in a wine glass, anyway, and it certainly did not look like iced tea) I belatedly recognized as Christopher Hitchens, the keynote speaker. I remember thinking that it was too bad I didn’t have my camera with me, but my next thought was to exit as gracelessly as I had entered (i.e., stumbling into the wrong stairwell and almost ending up onstage, it would seem).

This sort of thing seems to happen to me a lot. I ended up in an elevator with Mickey Rooney and his 9th? 10th? wife in Washington, D.C. once at a poetry thing where he was to speak. (Actually, he spoke just a little, sat down, and his wife sang. She sings well.) His wife was quite angry with little Mickey (who came up to about boob-level) that he had “gotten on the wrong elevator.” Apparently, there was a “special” elevator for the star speaker, but Mickey—who was then nearing 80 if not already in his eighth decade—had picked the wrong elevator and therein lies my “brush with greatness.”

With Christopher Hitchens, I didn’t really stay in the stairwell long enough to be identified as an interloper and, therefore, was merely an audience member wondering why he just kept repeating limericks, some of them fairly outrageous, and then shared memories of deflowering various male members of Parliament or some such. I grew up in Iowa. I now live in Illinois. I am obviously out of the NYC loop and most of the audience that day, when Patton Oswalt (a comedian) hosted, seemed to be out of the NYC loop, also. I think there were several deep breaths taken by the audience (and deep drinks taken by Mr. Hitchens) before he abruptly exited, stage left (the very same stairwell he came in) to “catch a plane to London.” Ah, the lifestyle of the rich and famous!

In keeping with that lifestyle, I’d like to share with you, with appropriate attribution, Christopher Hitchen’s remarks, as quoted in something entitled “Diary” on page 82 of the July, 2010 “Vanity Fair.” It is just a small part of a longer piece, but, in light of my remarks above, I think you’ll get the general idea, and I won’t even tell you about the time I ended up in the elevator with Jesse Jackson’s entourage inside the Pepsi Center in Denver during the DNC, BEFORE he was accused of trying to purchase Barack Obama’s soon-to-be-empty Senate seat (which he vociferously denied).

Here is the excerpt from Christopher Hitchens’ diary, the very same C.H. with shom I had a “brush with greatness” in the stairwell of the Jacob Javits Center on May 27th,…although I’m sure he never knew I was there:

“There was a time when I could outperform all but the most hardened imbibers, a generous slug or 10 of Mr. Walker’s amber restorative being my tipple of preference.  It was between the Tel Aviv massacre and the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan.  I now restrict myself to no more than a couple of bottles of halfway decent wine for elevenses, and then a couple more as an accompaniment to luncheon, with Mr. Gordon’s gin firmly ensconced in the driving seat for the remainder of the day.  As an enthuisastic participant in the delights of Mr. Dionysus, I offer no apology for passing down these simple pieces of advice for the young.

Never drink before breakfast, unless the day of the week has a “u” in it.  Martinis go surprisingly well with Corn Flakes, while a medium dry sherry remains the perfect accompaniment to Mr. Kellogg’s admirable Rice Krispies.

It’s much worse to see a woman drunk than a man.  I don’t know why this is ture, but it is, it just is, I don’t care what you say, it just is and you can take that from me and anyway that’s not what I said. (*Author’s note: it is what you said, and it’s sexist as hell!)

And finally, if, like me, you are, like me, a professional scrivener, like me, never ever ever drunk while written an article column piece ever.  It is, perforce, something I never don’t.” (As told to Craig Brown and previously printed in “Private Eye”)

Book Signing(s) in Chicago for June 12, 13, 19

FixedPicAuthor  to Sign Books in Drury Design  June 19th from 10 a.m. to 1 p.m. During First Glen Ellyn Book Fair

Author Connie (Corcoran) Wilson will be signing 6 of her most recent book releases within Drury Design from 10 a.m. until 1 p.m. on Saturday, June 19th, as part of the first Glen Ellyn Book Fair. Nearly all of Mrs. Wilson’s books are priced at (approximately) $10, (with the exception of her 80,000 word novel.)  Three  form a trilogy of true ghost stories, including pictures taken during a 2,800 mile journey along Route 66 in November of 2008 that took the author on the Fort El Reno (Oklahoma) Ghost Tour, the last tour of the Fort’s season.

Connie will also be at Table #164 (Quadrant #2) on Saturday, June 12, from 10 to 2, and on Sunday, June 13th, from 2 to 6 p.m., at Printers Row in Chicago, downtown on Dearborn Street.

Wilson is a long-time writer (54 years) of both nonfiction and fiction, with a teaching career spanning 41 years  spent as adjunct faculty at 6 IA/IL colleges. She has published 8 books covering many genres. There’s literally “something for everyone” in her books published by 6  small independent publishers since 2002.

She began writing at age 10 for her hometown (Independence, Iowa) newspaper and continued writing in high school, college and beyond, while studying at Iowa, Berkeley, Northern Illinois University and the University of Chicago..

Connie attended the University of Iowa on a Ferner-Hearst Journalism Scholarship and graduated as an English major with a Journalism minor. She taught writing both to junior high school students and  to college students  in  writing classes at every college in the Illinois/Iowa Quad Cities. She has also interviewed many famous writers for publication, including Kurt Vonnegut,  John Irving, David Morrell, Anne Perry, William F. Nolan, Frederik Pohl and Joe Hill. Recently, she attended the Hawaii Writers’ Conference and she will be at Table 164 at Printers Row on June 12 and June 13. On May 8th she helped head up the First Annual Quad City Book Fair in Davenport, Iowa.

Wilson’s early writing was primarily for 7 newspapers, including 15 years (1970-1985) spent serving as the film and book critic for the Quad City Times (Davenport, IA) while employed full-time as a teacher at Silvis (IL) Junior High School. In 1987 Connie founded the second Sylvan Learning Center in the state of Iowa (Bettendorf, Iowa) and in 1995, she founded a Prometric Testing Center. She served as CEO of both businesses while also writing humor columns for the Moline (Illinois) Dispatch and raising 2 children with her husband of 43 years, Craig.

Today, she writes regularly for 7 blogs, including Associated Content, which named her its Content Producer of the Year for her political coverage during the 2008 presidential campaign (AC is a Top 50 blog and was recently bought by Yahoo). She also has her own blog, www.WeeklyWilson.com. You can find more information about the author at www.ConnieCWilson.com.

Today, Connie continues to  review film and television for www.GetYourGoodNews.com , an online newspaper in the Quad Cities, and she has written for www.blogforiowa.com (archived); www.speakaboutit.com (archived); www.JollyJo.com (second coming stories); and www.helium.com (archived). On March 20th of this year, Connie was named the Writer of the Year by the (Davenport, Iowa) Midwest Writing Center, receiving its David R. Collins Memorial Award.

With the sale of both her businesses in 2002, Connie (Corcoran) Wilson has turned her attention to writing longer works. She has published 6 books since 2002 and 8, total (none of them self-published).

Her most recent release is the third book (Volume III) in a trilogy of true ghost stories set along Route 66, entitled Ghostly Tales of Route 66. (www.GhostlyTalesofRoute66.com). The books are PG-rated, small and amply illustrated, beginning in Chicago with Volume I and moving along the Mother Road as far as Oklahoma. Volume II picks up in Ft. Smith, Arkansas, site of an earlier version of the route, and takes the reader to Arizona. The final volume (Vol. III) goes from Arizona to California and was just released on June 4th.

On May 27th, Connie was at  BookExpo America signing copies of her short story collection Hellfire & Damnation (www.HellfireandDamnationtheBook.com), a collection of short stories with the unifying theme of  the sins punished at each of the 9 circles of Hell in Dante’s Inferno. With an introduction by William F. Nolan, the 15-story collection has been widely praised and is nominated for the Horror Writers’ Association Bram Stoker Award this year.

In 2004, Connie collected her previously published Dispatch humor columns to produce Both Sides Now, a collection of David Sedaris-like humorous essays. In December of 2008 Lachesis Published her first collaborative novel, a romantic sci-fi thriller entitled Out of Time (www.OutofTimetheNovel.com), which was pitched to the producer of the Transformers movies in Burbank, California in June.

By August, ARCs (Advanced Reader Copies) of It Came from the ‘70s: From ‘The Godfather’ to ‘Apocalypse Now’ will be released from a small Rhode Island publisher (The Merry Blacksmith). The book is a 250 page nonfiction compilation of 50 movie reviews Connie wrote for the Quad City Times between 1970 to 1979, with an illustration every 3 pages, major cast, and interactive trivia (“Who did the studio really want to play Rocky in the movie of the same name?” Answers are upside down on the page; no fair cheating.)

As she said of the book, “Each review is like a tiny time capsule; the book could never be written this way today, as the reviews were written when  movie classics like The Godfather, Star Wars, Close Encounters of the Third Kind and Alien were new. It might mention that Sally Field was on Johnny Carson that night, talking about Alien, for instance.”

Stop by Drury Designs and get a signed copy of Connie’s books. The ghost book trilogy, if purchased as a set of 3m receives a $5 discount from the individual price of $9.95. Check the blogs above, as video trailers appear there for  Hellfire & Damnation and Out of Time.

Since 2004, Connie has also been the owner of a condo in the Central Station District of Chicago (Lakeside on the Park), keeping her in touch with her 14-month old twin granddaughters, who live with her son, Scott and his wife, Jessica, in Bridgeport.

Ghostly Pod Cast: A 90-Minute Discussion

Here’s the podcast from Asylum Management.  We talked for 90 minutes. Mostly, we talked about the ghosts of Route 66, because of my trilogy set along that Mother Road. The last of the ghostly tales of route 66 is now out. Soon, I hope to have PayPal orderability on the website www.GhostlyTalesofRoute66.com.

Until then, you can always contact Quixote Press.

Prostate-Cancer Sniffing Dogs May Be Next Medical Advance

belgian-malinoisFrench researchers, using Belgian Malinois dogs, have discovered that that breed of dog can correctly pick out a man suffering from prostate cancer from sniffing the urine of the victims. The dogs, in 66 tests, sniffed out the sick individual’s urine from a field of 5 corectly 63 times out of 66. This accuracy is far higher than the standard PSA tests, which often given false positives.

Dogs can be trained to detect the characteristic odor of unique chemicals released into urine by prostate tumors according to Dr. Jean-Nicolas  Cornu.

This new discovery could very well signal a new way to detect prostate cancer, as there were only 3 false positives and no false negatives when using the trained canines, far lower than PSA tests.

Dyersville (IA) “Field of Dreams” Up for Sale

field-of-dreamsIn 1988 Universal Studios used a farm in Dyersville, Iowa, as the main location for the movie Field of Dreams, starring Kevin Costner, Amy Madigan, Burt Reynolds and Ray Liotta.

Today, that baseball diamond carved out of a cornfield is for sale for $5.4 million dollars. The sellers are Don and Becky Lansing and the 193-acre plot has been used as a tourist stop ever since the movie came out, with the 2-bedroom farmhouse, 6 buildings including a concession stand and the diamond up for purchase.

Realtor for the sale is Ken Sanders who went 29-45 with a 2.97 Earned Run Average for 8 major league teams during 10 seasons in the 1960’s and 1970’s, before he became a real estate agent.

Denzel Washington on Broadway in “Fences”

DenzelOne of the great joys of the BEA (BookExpo America) was getting a chance to see Denzel Washington in “Fences” at the Cort Theatre.

I bought my ticket online and  failed to run any documentation of my $338 ticket (face value: $125). I thought the ticket was being sent to my house in Illinois. It did not come. The very day I was to fly out, I was on the phone to the theater, trying to find out if there  was a ticket for me at Will Call.(A: Not at that time).

I  vacillated about leaving the floor of the Jacob Javits Center on Wednesday (May 26) and traveling to the Theater on 48th Street, but, ultimately decided that I should go and check it out. After all,  I could always eat somewhere in the neighborhood, which turned out to be quite close to Rockefeller Center and Simon & Schuster’s offices.

The Pulitzer-prize winning play, written by August Wilson, is one of the ten plays in Wilson’s Pittsburgh Cycle, which focus on the twentieth century African-American experience. It is set between 1957 and 1965,  in Pittsburgh, and follows Troy Maxson, a former baseball player in the Negro Leagues, now reduced to collecting other people’s rubbish for a living.

Troy is dealing with his football payer son Cory(Chris Chalk), who is coming of age at a time when sports could be his ticket out of the ghetto, except that Troy does not see it that way where his son’s opportunities in the sports world are concerned. Troy’s mind-set, colored by the years of his own youth and sports prowess, are that the black man will not get a fair deal, and he cannot accept or trust Cory’s increased opportunities.

The play won the 1985 Pulitzer for drama. It is directed here by Kenny Leon, who won the Drama League award as Best Director. In addition, the play, which has a limited run only through July 11th, has garnered 10 Tony nominations, more than any other play on Broadway. Said the New York Times, “You just do not see performances like this on Broadway.”

The cast is outstanding. The New Yorker called the production “Gorgeous, Thrilling. Unmissable.” Not only is two-time Academy Award-winner Denzel Washington (“Training Day” and “Glory”; 3 additional nominations) in the lead as Troy Maxson, Viola Davis plays his wife Rose. Ms. Davis has won multiple awards (Tony, Drama Desk, Outer Critics Circle Award), and was also  nominated for an Academy Award for her turn in the film “Doubt,” where she played the African-American mother of the young boy who may (or may not) have been abused by Philip Seymour Hoffman’s priest. Additionally, she was nominated for a Golden Globe, the SAG and Critics Choice Award and the National Board of Review Award for Best Breakthrough Performance. (“Doubt’)

Also great in his role is Stephen McKinley Henderson as Jim Bono, Troy’s best friend. Henderson is the former Chair of the Department of Theater and Dance at SUNY. Troy’s brother Gabe, who suffered a head wound in WWII and is reduced to a role as the village idiot as a result, is portrayed by Mykelti Williamson, who is best known as the black friend of Tom Hanks in “Forrest Gump.”(Also, recently, appeared on television’s “24”). Chris Chalk plays Cory, the youngest son, and Russell Hornsby plays Lyons.

Each act opens with the sweet sound of a solo saxophone that soon turns into original jazz, composed by Branford Marsalis. The set, too, is wonderful, with what looks like a giant oak tree on the left of the stage and the exterior of the house on the right, with the interior of the kitchen with its cabinets visible through the lighted windows.

When Denzel appeared onstage, clad in green coveralls, the crowd went wild.  He quickly threw around the “n” word, talking with his friend Jim Bono (Henderson) about a friend caught carrying a huge watermelon.  The two are talking about their jobs hauling trash, with comments about how all the drivers are white and all the trash handlers are black. Troy (Washington) is trying to get the union to open the drivers’ positions up to blacks and says, “All I want them to do is change the job description.”

There’s some concern that Troy’s making waves in this way might get him fired, but he dismisses these concerns as bogus and also dismisses his friend Jim Bono’s comments concerning how he (Troy) has been eyeing a pretty new woman in the neighborhood, Alberta, who has recently moved to Pittsburgh from Tallahassee.

In response to Bono’s (Henderson’s) joking around that he has been “eyeing” Alberta, Troy says, “I eye all the women.  I don’t miss nothin’.”  He goes on to talk in earthy fashion about his sincere love for his long-time (18 years) wife Rose (Viola Davis) and says of her womanly form, “Legs don’t mean nothin’…you just push them outta’ the way. And those hips, wider than the Mississippi. It’s like ridin’ on Good Year.”

A brief recap of Troy’s courtship of wife Rose is given, where Troy admits that he told her, “I don’t wanna’ marry. I just want to be your man.” Her response?  “If you’re not the marrying kind, move out of the way so the marrying kind can find me.”

Troy has been much celebrated as a home run hitter and baseball player extraordinaire, whose dreams of a career in baseball were dashed because he came along too early. Troy responds, “There ought never a been a time too early.” (The crowd applauded).  The fact that the times are changing for black athletes sets up  a conflict between Troy and his younger son, Cory, who is being recruited to play college football. Troy disapproves, because he feels that the boy is just being used, and that it will not lead to any kind of job in his future.  “Learn to take care of yourself,” he tells his older son Lyons, a musician.  “You still tryin’ to get somethin’ for nothin’.”  (His son replies, “You can’t change me, Pop. I’m 34 years old.”)

Gabe, his now half-witted brother (Mykelti Williamson) makes appearances chasing  “hell hounds” and spouting gibberish. There is some question as to whether Troy has “used” Gabe. A $3,000 settlement was paid to Gabe after his head injury in the war, and Troy used it to purchase the house they all live in, but Gabe has recently decided to move out and live at Miss Pearle’s, where he must pay rent.

Did Troy abuse his brother’s trust? Troy says, matter-of-factly, that he is 53 years old and, “I ain’t got a pot to piss in nor a window to throw it out.” Without the government’s payment to his brother for his war wounds, neither Troy nor Rose nor Gabe would ever have been able to save enough money to purchase the house. Troy notes repeatedly that he has taken care of his brother and watched over him and given him a place to stay, and Gabe’s decision to move to Miss Pearle’s seems to represent more a striving for independence on his part than a falling-out between the brothers.

In the course of the play, Troy reveals that, although he now preaches the value of hard work, he once was “a robber” and spent 15 years in prison, where he met his great and good friend Jim Bono and straightened himself out. His boyhood was tough, too, with an abusive father and a mother who ran off and left him when he was 8 years old. Of his father, he says, “The man would sit down, eat 2 chickens, and give you the wings.” One of 11 children of this farmer, Troy left home at 14. When asked about his father’s whereabouts now, Troy says, “I don’t know, but I hope he’s dead.” Troy says he walked 200 miles to Mobile in 1918 and has been working hard ever since, but notes of his father, “All his women run off and left him.”

The conflict between Troy and Cory, his youngest son with Rose, may or may not be what Cory thinks it is:  “You’re scared I’m gonna’ be better than you are.  That’s all.” Is this the truth, or is it that Troy is a product of his times, and, in his times, the black man could not catch a break and certainly could not play in the major leagues of any sport, pre Jackie Robinson’s day?

An ongoing motif is the building of a fence in the back yard, which his son, Cory, and his best friend Bono are assisting Troy to build.   Says the script, symbolically, “Some people build fences to keep people out, and some people build fences to keep people in.”

Troy’s friend, Bono, is concerned that Troy may be cheating on Rose with the new woman, Alberta. He inquires in a roundabout way, reminding Troy that Rose is a good woman. When the questioning becomes too strident, Troy tells Bono, “If you was messin’ around on Lucille (his wife), I’d be tellin’ you the same thing.”

The lure of the pretty young woman from Tallahassee is too strong. “I love Rose,” says Troy, but she (Alberta) gave me a different understanding about myself.  I can’t give that up.” He confesses his unfaithfulness to Rose in a climactic scene where he uses baseball metaphors to try to explain himself, saying, “I done tried all my life to live a clean, hard, useful life.  I wasn’t gonna’ get that last shot.  Maybe I could steal second?” Earlier in the play, Troy has said that he is just trying to keep his son, Cory, from getting hurt, that “nobody’s gonna’ hold his hand when he get out in the world.” He adds, of his life philosophy, I just come home, go upstairs, fall down on Rose and try to blast a hole into forever.” All the blasting a hole into forever (sex) comes to an end in his marriage to Rose with his confession of infidelity.

Rose does not react well upon hearing the news from Troy. Viola Davis’ virtuoso turn as the wronged wife hearing the news that her husband has been having an affair and his mistress is now pregnant drew sobs from the woman seated to my left.  Rose said, “You’re not the only one who has wants and needs.  It didn’t take me no 18 years to realize that, after 18 years, it wasn’t never gonna’ bloom.”

As this journey through the years (8, total) continues, Alberta dies in childbirth, and Troy appears with his infant daughter, Raynell, in his arms, asking his wife, Rose, to be a mother to his mistress’ child. Despite Troy’s defense of his actions that “It felt right in my heart. A man’s gotta’ do what’s right for him,” Rose is unforgiving regarding Troy’s straying, but agrees to mother Raynell, saying, “This child’s got a mother, but you a womanless man.”

The theme that Troy has blown it in his personal life is echoed by his subsequent loss of the companionship of his former best friend, Bono.  Cory drives home the changes that Troy’s reckless behavior has caused when he attempts to enter the house while his father is seated on the front porch stoop and says, “You in my way. I gotta’ get by.” Troy takes offense that his son has not been polite in saying, “Excuse me” and Cory responds, “You don’t count around here no more.”

There is much talk of doing battle with Death and many tall tales told. After losing both his wife’s love and his best friend to his own bad behavior, Troy pronounces himself ready to die (“I be ready for you (Death), but I ain’t gonna’ be easy.”). He says, “I can’t taste nothin’,” a crying out that his days of enjoying a good life with his wife and family have passed; he is now merely tolerated in his own home.
Eventually, he and son Cory face off and Troy kicks Cory out of the house for good when Cory is only 17 years old. Troy joins the Marines, and, in the last act, we see him in full military regalia, coming home to attend his father’s funeral, but telling his mother that he isn’t going to go to the funeral.

Cooler heads prevail, and Cory does attend, to honor his father, who once said, “I’m going to give her the best of what is in me.” Cory and his half-sister, Raynell, who is now a young girl, remember Troy’s singing about a dog named Blue and his oft-quoted saying, “You’ve gotta’ take the crookeds with the straights.”

Although the comments on race relations in a changing world and the inequities that existed throughout this period of time in our nation’s history are relevant to the older playgoers, the core emotions of the play deal with love for one’s family, doing your best, being straight and honest in the world, and paying the consequences if you’re not.

Dennis Hopper & Gary Coleman Die Within One Day of Each Other

What are the odds that Dennis Hopper would die at 74 and Gary Coleman would die the day before at 42? What strange alignment of the stars does this portend?

Some thoughts: the song “It Sucks to Be Me” from “Avenue Q”, which is rendered by (supposedly) Gary Coleman will not be nearly as fun now. As for Hopper, I’m thinking about his turbulent love life…which, come to think of it, Coleman also was experiencing in his final days. And I’m remembering the ad that Hopper did not too long ago for oldsters and Baby Boomers, standing on a beach extolling the virtues of old age and how to enjoy it. I don’t know about you, but with a Mom who lived to be 95, I’m thinking that 74 isn’t that “old.” (Dad only made it to 84, but he’d have lasted longer if Mayo Clinic had ever given him a colonoscopy, which was not routine in his trips there back in the day.)

Even as he lay dying, Hopper was locked in a bitter feud with his ex-ballerina wife, and Coleman’s romance with his last bride seemed to be on the skids.

Rest in peace, guys. I’m just glad that they got the star on Hollywood’s sidewalk done for you, Dennis, before “Easy Rider” and “Apocalypse Now” and even that last halfway decent zombie movie role fade from memory.

R.I.P.

BookExpo America in New York City: May 25-26-27

BEA-FloorBookExpo America is ending. It is Thursday, May 27, 2010. I’d be barraging you with facts, but I boxed up my notebook and sent it home with my leftover books, from my signing from 2 p.m. on at the HWA (Horror Writers’ Association) booth. I’ve been to this for about 5 or 6 years now. I remember that the first one I attended was in Chicago and my book Both Sides Now was coming out, so that would have been 2004. I took my daughter-in-law (Jessica) that time and we ended up meeting one of the founders of Lightning Source and I arranged a book tour of the Hastings Bookstore chain.

Then, the event was held in Washington, D.C., one year, and this allowed my spouse to accompany me and visit various monuments while I trolled the aisles of this largest-in-North-America book event.

It was held in New York City most times, and, because the publishing industry is here, it was finally decided that it would remain here permanently.

Last year’s BEA was very dismal and scaled-back. People were cutting down on all unnecessary expenses and the entire mood was blacker. I helped man (woman?) the BEA booth and heard Captain Sullenberger. Our booth this year was in a much better, more heavily traveled spot, and I had a signing time from 2 p.m. to 3 p.m. I wondered if anyone would know me or know about my book.
For whatever reason…(and most said it had to do with reading the BEA information in the programs provided online)…I had an abundance of signers. I haven’t counted yet, but I think I easily had at least 50 people come asking for my book, and I got the e-mail information of all but a handful, so they can be notified of future books, which, in my case, will be the third volume of Ghostly Tales of Route 66: Arizona to California, coming out any minute, and, after that, It Came from the ‘70s: From The Godfather to Apocalypse Now. From now on, all dedicated blogs will have PayPal capability, because one never knows if one’s publisher has distributed the book as widely as one would like.

While here, I managed to take in the play “Fences” with Denzel Washington. I was in the middle of the second row and the production was amazing. (It received a standing ovation.) I will write more about this, but not until my boxed-up-and-mailed-home notes are back in my possession.

After schlepping my books to the Jacob Javits Center and dropping them off at the table on Wednesday, I arrived this morning with my trusty dolly (for eventually moving the remaining books to FedEx) and my bookmarks, business cards and post cards, plus the piece I put together that will go out in a mailing to the active, voting members of HWA some time in June. (Probably after the Printers Row Book Fair and the Glen Ellyn Book Fair.)

Because the time was condensed from what used to be a 5-day event, there was not enough time to hit museums, but I did get in a play (see above) and I attended the Breakfast and Lunch today, in addition to signing for 2 and ½ hours.

The breakfast featured Jon Stewart introducing Condoleeza Rice, who has written a new book that focuses on her family and upbringing. I have many notes of the witty things Stewart said, but those will wait until I recap same back in the Quad Cities. John Grisham was also on the panel, as was the writer of Water for Elephants. Her new book features apes that are being communicated with via sign language and computers at the Ape Institute in Des Moines, Iowa, so I’m going to be interested in reading this one. (Water for Elephants is being made into a movie now.)

The afternoon M.C. was the very same comic that Sean Leary has done articles on recently, the co-star of “King of Queens” Patton Oswalt, who appeared at the Hilltop Theater and was accused of (allegedly) using other comics’ material. I noticed that, this year, instead of an entire book, we got a chapter, at best. Jon Stewart provided a chapter only. Likewise, Patton Oswalt provided only an autobiographical chapter that dealt with his appearances in a comedy club near Vancouver, where the owner tried to stiff him on paying for his hotel room. It was not riveting reading, and I have read all of it, since it was only about 10 pages long. (Last year, we were given South of Broad by Pat Conroy, and I still haven’t finished that huge book, one year later.)

At the noon luncheon, Patton Oswalt introduced Christopher Hitchins. I had just entered the stairwell with Christopher Hitchins, who was holding a drink of something at the time. (It reminded me of the time I ended up in an elevator with Mickey Rooney and his 8th wife, because Mickey took the wrong public elevator on his way to speak.)

Hitchins, who writes for “Vanity Fair” recited limericks. Yes. Limericks. He comes across as a bit of an effete intellectual snob, and apparently this is the way he wishes to be viewed. I do read his stuff, and I occasionally enjoy it. I remember one particular piece about vacationing in Iraq (one particular part that is “safe”) and I remember thinking, “Yeah. That’ll happen…….not!”)  Hitchins left rather quickly to “catch a plan to London” and we were left with a very bright fellow who, in writing about the future, invented the term “cyberspace,” supposedly, and had such a monotonous, droning delivery of what I’m sure may well be a brilliant book that I gave that book to table mate Ellen Datlow

I did keep the ape book and Christopher Hitchin’s, which is entitled “Hitch 22”, but I’m not in the same hurry to read it as I was to read the sequel to “1,000 Splendid Suns,” the author who spoke at least year’s BEA.

I’m at a Holiday Inn on W. 26th Street that is brand new and very nice. My only complaint: no bathtub.

After I boxed up my unused books and the new ones mentioned above, I took the lot to FedEx to mail home. Then, I went to a nearby McDonald’s and ate a burger, since I couldn’t get a cab for an hour. The cab delivered me back to my room and, after going from 6 a.m. till now (11:00 p.m.) I’m calling it a night.
More later from home.

Lee DeWyze Takes First; Crystal Bowersox 2nd on “American Idol” on Wed., May 26, 2010

american-idol-season-9-promo-pic1“American Idol” ended its run with Lee DeWyze of Mt. Prospect, Illinois being crowned King of the Mountain, despite a very lackluster finale performance, when compared to the always-reliable Crystal Bowersox. Still, both finalists were worthy and both should do well. In fact, other also-rans like Mike Lynche and Aaron Kelly and Siobhan Magnus should do well, also.

After 14 weeks and 500 million votes, the show played out with Randy (in a wild floral shirt), Ellen (white suit), Kara (toga-style dress) and Simon (white shirt/black suit) watching the two remaining finalists who had survived 18 cuts celebrate. Crowds were pictured in Toledo, Ohio’s Huntington Center and on The Village Green in Mt. Prospect, Illinois.

The Top Ten finalists came out attired in school girl and school boy burgundy uniforms (plaid skirt, for the girls) and after that it was a pot-pourri of talent: Alice Cooper (“School’s Out For Summer’), Chris Allen (“The Truth”), Siobhan Magnus and Aaron Kelly singing “How Deep Is Your Love” with the two surviving Bee Gees, Mike Lynche singing “Takin’ It to the Streets” in a duet with a very white-haired Michael McDonald, Ricky Gervais putting in a funny bit, Christina Aguilara, Hall & Oates singing “Man Eater,” “Alanis Morissette doing “Ironic” from her “Jagged Little Pill” album in an duet with Crystal, Carrie Underwood performing a song she had co-written with Kara DioGuardi, Casey James singing “Guns ‘n Roses’” song “”Every Rose Has Its Thorns,” Bret Michaels singing and alive, Janet Jackson performing and, last but not least, Paula Abdul.

Paula came out in a short pink dress and said, “I’ve loved all the fun we’ve shared. I’ve loved all the laughter we’ve shared.  But, as only I can tell you, the show will go on.”

Simon was called to the stage and, among other comments, said, “You’ve got to know when to leave the party.” He added, “Thank you. I’m gonna’ miss you.”

A bevy of former winners, including Kelly Clarkson, Ruben Stoddard, Fantasia Barrino, Carrie Underwood, Jordan Sparks, Taylor Hicks and Chris Allen sang a song with the lyrics, “See what we’ve all become, Together we are one.” With them were a variety of also-rans, including Justin Guarini and David Archuletta, as well as many from this year’s contestants. (Beat Box Guy was in there, too).  Simon said, “The truth is you guys are the judges of this show. Thank you, everyone.  The production team.  I’m not going to name names. It’s been a blast. Thank you very much.”

Since the August 31, 2009 auditions in Chicago, both Lee and Crystal have blossomed as performers. He seemed genuinely overcome at his win and kept saying, “This is amazing. I appreciate everything everyone has done,” before he sang “A Beautiful Day,” the song by U2 that he performed on Tuesday night

There were fireworks outside and inside. Some former contestants who had been cut during try-outs came on briefly, but there seemed to be a battle going on for the microphone when the camera cut away.

Watching Lee and Crystal sing “I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends” with Joe Cocker was great, but trying to figure out why Janet Jackson thought the skin-baring cut-outs on the sides of her cat suit were attractive was more puzzling.
At any rate, it’s over for this year, Lee has been crowned, and, without Simon, “American Idol” will never be the same.  Dane Cook, the comic and actor, took some of Simon’s more outrageous comments while judging the show and put them to music.  For instance, he reminded the audience of the remark that one female contestant sounded like “cats being dropped off the top of the Empire State Building.” There was the remark, “You look like Shrek’s wife,” or the “You must be deaf” comment. My personal favorite: “You have the honesty of Abraham Lincoln and all the charm of the guy who shot him.” (John Wilkes Booth) I’m not sure that Simon really said all those things, but the bit was funny.

So, it’s over, both for Simon Cowell and for “American Idol’s season, and we can all move along now. Nothing to see here any more, Folks.

Crystal Bowersox Surges on Final Night of “American Idol” (May 25, 2010)

american-idol-season-9-promo-picThe momentum tonight, May 25th, Tuesday, may have swung in the direction of Crystal Bowersox on “American Idol’s “ last performance night. I felt it going in Lee’s direction last week, but, tonight, the comments on Lee’s singing were just “ho hum” and Crystal brought it.

The two 24-year-olds sang in front of 7,000 people and there were 3 rounds of songs: One that represented their favorite previous song of the season; one that was chosen for each by “American Idol” founder Simon Fuller; and one that would be the song each would release, if chosen. I misunderstood and thought the final song was going to be an original song, but it turned out that Lee sang U-2’s “It’s A Beautiful Day” and Crystal sang “Up to the Mountain.”

Judge Randy Jackson had on a particularly flamboyant outfit tonight, even for him. It was a pink jacket with floral-trimmed cuffs. Simon, however, was very buttoned-down, wearing a white shirt open at the collar with a black-on-black striped jacket for his final night of judging on this show.

My overall comment on the vibe from the two singers was that Lee seemed curiously lethargic and lacking in energy this night. Crystal, as usual, was on her game.  Lee’s first song was “The Boxer” from inspirational week and, afterwards, Randy said that the song was “A great way to start it off” and that the song was “nice” but that Lee needed to “get more energy.”  Ellen said, “I couldn’t be prouder of you if I’d birthed you myself.”  Kara said, “I loved that you were connected to it, “ while remarking on some pitch issues. Simon put it this way:  “You need to bring a lot more passion and excitement.  We need a kiss on the lips, not a kiss on the cheek.”

Crystal came out and sang “Me and Bobby McGee,” a Kris Kristofferson song that I will always associated with Janis Joplin. That is the kind of material that thoroughly suits Crystal and she did a great job. Randy called it “Dope” and Ellen said, “You are so compelling onstage…you and that guitar.”  Kara commented that Crystal, “Really have the fire in your belly tonight.”  Simon said, “The last 3 or 4 times, your song selections were not great, but this is you, back on your best behavior.”

Second, Lee DeWyze sang “Everybody Hurts.” Randy said, “That was definitely better.” He did, however, call the out-of-tune parts “pitchy” while commenting, “You were the Lee that I love by the end. A lot better.”  Ellen talked about how the performance was all about “pulling it back,” and Kara commented that the song was “not perfect” but that Lee appeared “emotionally accessible.”  Simon said, “That was a brilliant choice of songs for you.  You were off-melody a bit, and I understand that you’re nervous.  You need to really understand the important of tonight. I want a 10 out of 10.”

Crystal, for her second selection, did a rousing rendition of “Black Velvet” and Randy said, “This is what I fell in love with. Mama Sox is in it to win it!”  Ellen said that it was “Fantastic!” and made a joke about a Cher concert.  Kara said, “Tonight is the night to give it your all. You want it.  You can tell.”  Simon said, “I’m almost allergic to that song, but you too that song and you absolutely nailed it.  I’m very impressed.”

Lee then stepped it up with U2’s “It’s A Beautiful Day.” It was okay. Randy said, “That’s the Lee that I remember,” and Kara said he was “finally present.”  Kara felt he had “swallowed up a bit,” but added, “You’ve grown the most and have one of the most commercial voices of the contestants.”  Simon said that Lee had “made the most of it.  This is what this competition was designed for. To take a normal guy who works in a paint store and give him a chance. I genuinely wish the best for you.”

There was some talking to Lee (by Ryan Seacrest) at this point, and he said that the experience on the show had been “amazing” and, “I will be doing this for the rest of my life, one way or another.”

When Crystal finished her third song, “Up to the Mountain,” Randy said, “Yo! Culminating. This is what this show is about.  An amazing performance by an amazing artist.  That was incredible.”  Ellen said, “You have a beautiful voice.  You’re just so, so good.  I feel privileged to be witness to the rise of your career.”  Kara said, “At times your walls have been up, but you really blossomed tonight.”  Simon was thanked, by Crystal, just before he critiqued her singing, and he said, “Good luck on you.  By far the best performance and the song of the night.  That was outstanding!”

When Crystal was interviewed by Ryan Seacrest about her time on “Idol” she said, “I’m beside myself. I’m entirely grateful.”

Advantage: Crystal.

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