When Donald Trump claimed victory last November, the US literary world erupted in indignation. Many of America’s leading writers and artists openly resist the current administration’s dogma and earliest policy moves, and they’re not about to go gently into that good night. In It Occurs to Me That I Am America: New Stories and Art, more than thirty of the most acclaimed modern writers consider the fundamental ideals of a free, just, and compassionate democracy—through fiction.
Featuring artwork by some of today’s best known artists, cartoonists, and graphic novelists—including Art Spiegelman, Roz Chast, Marilyn Minter, and Eric Fischl—who cover political, social, and cultural issues, this anthology is a beautiful, enduring collection that will resonate with anyone concerned with the contest for our American soul.
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It Occurs to Me That I Am America Introduction
I am a writer, and like all writers, I believe in the power of stories. My first love was literature, especially fiction, and so I was thrilled when I was invited to write a few words to introduce this anthology, which is about the power of fiction to shape and to state who we are.
I have a daily reminder of fiction’s enduring magic, delivered to me by my son. He is four years old. Every morning and evening I read to him. I love the joy he takes in learning new words, immersing himself in stories, seeing himself as the characters, and acquiring a moral and ethical sense. He lives in a fictional world of good and bad, of threat and rescue, of the choice between doing good and doing harm.
When I was his age, I had just arrived in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. It was 1975. I was a refugee and the child of refugees who had fled Vietnam. My parents had neither the time nor the ability to read to me in English. So I took refuge in the local public library. It became my safe space and books my constant companions.
I imagined myself amid the wonders of Manhattan, the bucolic splendor of midwestern farms, the stirring and dreadful times of the American Revolution and Civil War. Even if there was no one who looked like me or had a name like mine, through these stories, I became an American.
As I remembered this during our most recent presidential election, what became clear to me was that the contest for our American identity isn’t strictly a political affair. It is also a matter of storytelling. Those who seek to lead our country must persuade the people through their ability to tell a story about who we are, where we have been and where we are going. The struggle over the direction of our country is also a fight over whose words will win and whose images will ignite the collective imagination.
Donald J. Trump won barely, and by the grace of the Electoral College. His voters responded to his call to “Make America Great Again,” referring to a past when jobs were more plentiful, incomes more stable and politicians more bold.
That kind of nostalgia is powerful and visceral, but it’s hard to ignore the subtext. America of the golden age, if it ever existed, kept women out of the workplace, segregated and exploited minorities and restricted immigration by race.
It’s hardly surprising that the population of much of the literary world is terrified by Mr. Trump’s vision of good versus evil, us against them. At the ceremonies for the National Book Awards and Dayton Literary Peace Prizes of 2017, most of the speeches proclaimed opposition to the values that Mr. Trump espoused.
That opposition isn’t just political but literary: his story contradicts the idea of literature itself. Great literature cannot exist if it is based on hate, fear, division, exclusion, scapegoating, or the use of injustice. Bad literature and demagogues, on the other hand, exploit these very things, and they do so through telling the kinds of demonizing stories good literary writers reject.
The cast of the Broadway musical Hamilton sought to remind then vice president elect Mike Pence of this when he attended the show soon after the election. They implored him directly to defend American diversity. When an offended Mr. Trump tweeted that the theater “must always be a safe and special place,” he missed their point: America itself should be a safe and special place.
Part of the fault is ours; too many writers are removed from the world of our readers. After my novel The Sympathizer was published, I would get letters from people who accused me of being “ungrateful” to the United States. The places where the book was most popular were the Northeast, West Coast and big cities. A vast section of rural Americans in the Deep South, heartland and North were not buying the book.
The day before the presidential election, an obscure novelist attacked me on Twitter. I was “NOT an American author (born in Vietnam).” As for my Pulitzer, it was “An American prize that shuns the real America. We long for the Great American Novel. When?”
Despite that criticism, this election reminds me of the necessity of my vocation. Good writers cannot write honestly if they are incapable of imagining what it is that another feels, thinks and sees. Through identifying with characters and people who are nothing like us, through destroying the walls between ourselves and others, the people who love words—both writers and readers—strive to understand others and break down the boundaries that separate us.
It’s an ethos summed up by the novelist Colson Whitehead in his acceptance speech at the National Book Awards for his novel The Underground Railroad: “Be kind to everybody. Make art. And fight the power.”
Fighting the power is what the American Civil Liberties Union has done for nearly one hundred years. I am proud that one of my Berkeley classmates, Cecillia Wang, is a deputy legal director for the ACLU. She was an English major, like me, and it is no coincidence that the love of literature has some relationship to the love of justice and liberty. Such love is not partisan, but is a matter of principle, which is why the ACLU has worked with and battled against American presidents of both parties to ensure that our country makes good on its founding premise as the land of the free.
After election night, during which my partner, my graduate students and I drank two bottles of Scotch, I renewed my commitment to fight for freedom and to fight the power. That was always my mission. I was thinking of it when I named my son Ellison, after the novelist Ralph Waldo Ellison, himself named after the philosopher Ralph Waldo Emerson. Making my son a part of this lineage, I wanted him to understand the basic paradox at the heart of literature and philosophy: even as each of us is solitary as a reader or a writer, we are reminded of our shared humanity and our inhumanity.
My son need not become a writer, but he will become a storyteller. We are all storytellers of our own lives, of our American identities. I want my son to rise to the challenge of fighting to determine which stories will define our America. That’s the choice between building walls and opening hearts. Rather than making America great again, we should help America love again. This is what the writers and artists in this collection do, through their insistence that each of us is a part of America.
Viet Thanh Nguyen
Table of Contents
Foreword Jonathan Santlofer xiii
Introduction Viet Thanh Nguyen xvii
Speak! Speak! Julia Alvarez 1
Oh, Canada Russell Banks 7
Blackout Jane Kent
The Party Bliss Broyard 17
Compline Stephen L. Carter 31
Scenes from Late Paradise: Stupidity Eric Fischl
Late America Eric Fischl
New Blank Document Lee Child 67
Tell Her Anyway Bridget Hawkins
Veterans Day Mary Higgins Clark 77
Atonement Michael Cunningham 81
Intersections Mark Di Ionno 87
The Third Twin Anna Dunn 103
Politics Roz Chast
Balancing Acts Louise Erdrich 113
The Miss April Houses Angela Flournoy 117
The World Is Yours, the World Is Mine Shahzia Sikander
The Many Faces of Islam Shahzia Sikander
Fires Elizabeth Frank 125
Hate for Sale Neil Gaiman 143
Unaccountable Philip Gourevitch 145
White Baby James Hannaham 153
Your Sacred American Rights Bingo Mimi Pond
In the Trees Alice Hoffman 157
Getting Somewhere Susan Isaacs 163
Guantánamo, ERF Team: Mating Prisoner in Eye (detail) Susan Crile
Guantánamo, ERF Team: Waterboarding Prisoner Susan Crile
Mr. Crime and Punishment and War and Peace Gish Jen 173
Finally I Am American at Heart Ha Jin 183
Arlington Street Lily King 191
The Harlot and the Murderer: Soma's Story Sheila Kohler 199
Starry Starry Night Jaune Quick-To-See Smith
Trade Canoe: Forty Days and Forty Nights Jaune Quick-To-See Smith
"People Are People" Elinor Lipman 215
The Trout Fisherman Joyce Maynard 219
Listen Susan Minot 223
Between Storms Walter Mosley 231
Our Cuntry Needs You Marilyn Minter
Tic-Tac-Toe Marilyn Minter
Deep Frost Marilyn Minter
"Good News!" Joyce Carol Oates 247
Island of Tears… Art Spiegelman
Island of Hope! Art Spiegelman
Ghost of Ellis Island Art Spiegelman
Safety First Sara Paretsky 263
Look Away Beverly McIver
Loving in Black & White Beverly McIver
Bystanders (April 2003) Tom Piazza 277
Lucky Girl Heidi Pitlor 287
If They Come in the Morning S.J. Rozan 303
Top Step Richard Russo 311
The Ugliest American Alphabet Eric Orner
Hope Jonathan Santlofer 317
The Walk Elizabeth Strout 325
Vote Hillary Deborah Kass
Stop & Shop Paul Theroux 333
Little House on the Prairie Holding Company LLC David Storey
The Way We Read Now Justin Torres 349
Don't Despair Alice Walker 355
Learning American Values Edmund White 359
Letter from Anthony D. Romero 367