{"id":277,"date":"2006-12-01T16:14:11","date_gmt":"2006-12-01T16:14:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/?p=277"},"modified":"2006-12-06T15:09:50","modified_gmt":"2006-12-06T15:09:50","slug":"zadie-smith-on-buffy-on-writing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/2006\/12\/01\/zadie-smith-on-buffy-on-writing\/","title":{"rendered":"zadie smith.  on buffy.  on writing."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Zadie Smith once told me I had to be fearless if I wanted to be a writer.  <\/p>\n<p>We were talking about television shows we adored and daughters we didn&#8217;t have when I said it:  &#8220;I just quit my job.  To finish that novel everyone and their mothers are writing.&#8221;  I bit my lip because I knew she had heard it a million times before.  &#8220;I&#8217;m scared to death.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>I didn&#8217;t want to like her.  The impossibly pretty woman from North London.  With the shy face and the nervous foot.  I made my mind up on it some time back in the Y2K era when I first heard of her success with the May Anthologies.  <strong>Then<\/strong> I read her work.  <\/p>\n<p>Every now and again books come out to huge hype &#8211; and that&#8217;s all they ever are.  I wanted hers to be this way.  I wanted to believe <strong>it<\/strong> couldn&#8217;t be done because then I wouldn&#8217;t feel bad for being too afraid to try.   But no one so effortlessly writes life as does Zadie Smith.  The layers.  The depth.  The simplicity.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You can&#8217;t be afraid.&#8221;  She followed my declaration with a shake and a nod of her head.  A kind of almost sigh that said <em>I know<\/em>.  &#8220;If you&#8217;re going to do it, you have to make like The Slayer (we share an admiration for this thing Whedon-esque) and be fearless.&#8221;  <\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/wp-content\/zadiesmith_02.jpg\" rel=\"lightbox\" title=\"Zadie Smith. On Buffy.  On Writing.\"><center><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/wp-content\/thumb-zadiesmith_02.jpg\" alt=\"Zadie Smith.  On Buffy.  On Writing.\"\/ border=0\/><\/center><\/a><\/p>\n<p>The British novelist spends two hours a day perusing Gawker and doing other things mundane before she gets down to business.  Before she casts off her own fear. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;This book (On Beauty) was incredibly hard work.&#8221;  I imagined those graceful fingers drumming on a desk or holding a pen the way my grandfather would hold a shovel.  <em>Maybe.<\/em>  &#8220;Being a writer is hard work.  But people do it.&#8221;  <\/p>\n<p>She did it.  <\/p>\n<p>Zadie Smith wasn&#8217;t Easton Ellis.  She was working class. Before she made her own way.   With a voice and a word. With perfect pitch and intonation and clarity of tone.  <\/p>\n<p>Today <strong>I&#8217;m<\/strong> trying to do it.  But I&#8217;m afraid.  Because when it is finished, it is done.  I&#8217;ll no longer have the idea of all that <em>may be<\/em> to get me by.  It will either do what it&#8217;s meant to do&#8230;or it won&#8217;t.  And if it doesn&#8217;t, where will that leave me?  <\/p>\n<p>Truman Capote said that finishing a novel is like shooting a child.   If he meant the mere thought makes you wretch and fall down in a sick faint, I&#8217;d have to agree.   My own is almost complete; and I&#8217;m scared to death. <\/p>\n<p>I guess it&#8217;s time to make like Zadie.  To make like The Slayer.  To be fearless.  <\/p>\n<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on the_content --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on the_content -->","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Zadie Smith once told me I had to be fearless if I wanted to be a writer. We were talking about television shows we adored and daughters we didn&#8217;t have when I said it: &#8220;I just quit my job. 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