A few years ago I wrote a newspaper story about two Chicago women who’d won a trip to the Academy Awards. They bought new outfits at a studio on N. Elston that names dresses after old movie stars.
One of the women would be wearing the Grace. Glancing down at her own figure, she laughed and said, “Maybe when I wear it, it’s a Liz!
That quote was taken out. “Readers who recognize your byline know you’re blind,” the editor told me. “A blind person couldn’t have known that woman was glancing down.”
I had been standing right next to the woman when she said it. I’d heard her voice go down, then up. I’d felt her movement. I knew she’d glanced at herself.
The editor stood her ground. The accuracy of the story might be questioned. The quote had to go.
I used this anecdote, along with many others, during a presentation Tuesday night called Writing the Unseen. The session was the brainchild of young adult novelist Trina Sotira. Trina is working on her PhD in literature, and it was oh so good to have her up there presenting with me — her writing exercises gave the session some cred. Here from an email sent by a participant:
A great big thank you to Beth Finke and Trina Sotira for their great workshop on writing with the senses! It was amazing to learn from Beth the various struggles she encounters being a blind writer and yet tap into her writing in new ways by using senses other than sight.
I’ve been using my other senses for so long that I guess I forget how “amazing” my stories sound sometimes. Another example I shared Tuesday night was a profile I wrote about the highest ranking female brigadier general. I was relieved to hear a photo would appear with the story. No need to describe in words what the general looks like.
Wrong. The story needed visuals, the editor told me. Its part of good journalism.
I could have just asked the editor what the photo looked like and written that into the story. But that didn’t seem, well, like good journalism. So I picked up the phone and called the general. Her secretary answered. I told her my predicament and asked if she could tell me what her boss looked like.
She thought about this a long while. Finally she said, “All of us around her, even though we know she’s only five foot one, think she’s seven feet.”
It was a great quote. I used it in the story. My editor was happy. She gave me another assignment: Interview Miss America. But then she withdrew her offer, asking how a blind woman could write about a beauty queen.
This made me all the more determined. I showed up for the interview with my Seeing Eye dog and asked Miss America the all-important question. “What do you look like? If this question had come from any other reporter, it might have thrown her off. But Miss America had poise. Plus, she’d looked in the mirror once or twice in her lifetime.
Erika Harold is bi-racial, and pretty comfortable describing herself. “I have caramel-colored skin, long brown hair, and very expressive brown eyes,” she told me. “I think it’s very hard for people to tell exactly what I am.”
That quote went right in the story. I may not be able to see, but I’m still able to ask questions. Sometimes having a disability can make a person pretty resourceful. Asking colleagues to describe the person I’m interviewing — or asking the person to describe themselves to me — makes for good quotes. Which, in turn, can make for good journalism.
It was so much fun getting to hear your anecdotes the other night! Add that to the list of the many things I’d love to be able to master, one day: The art of extemporaneous storytelling. One doesn’t always have the luxury of typing up, self-editing three or four times, and then reading a tale verbatim; sometimes the audience doesn’t have those two hours to wait around!
Thank you again (and Trina, and all other masterminds behind Tuesday night) for giving me some new things to think about as I continue to hone my craft as a writer — and for an enjoyable evening as well. Tell Hanni hello for me!
Maybe that wine is still doing it’s magic — I meant “Merlot,”, not “merlo”!
Love your post. I was soooooo disappointed I couldn’t make the event with you and Trina the other night, I was planning to come but had to cancel. Hope to “see” you sometime soon.
Mary Jo
Oh, Mary Jo, that’s too bad — I think you would have enjoyed the evening. I know Trina and i would have enjoyed having you with us. Maybe we’ll do it again sometime? I’ll have to come up with new stories, though…!
I’d love to read these stories you wrote. Can I get them online?
Thanks for asking! I just checked, and the magazine is not available online. The Oscar article is, though, and thanks to you I may add the link to that article to my blog post now. Here it is:
http://articles.chicagotribune.com/2005-02-23/features/0502220475_1_oscar-fantasy-oscar-night-vanity-fair
Oh, and I *do* still have the magazine stories on file, too. Knowing that the editor had concerns about a blind person describing a beauty queen I decided to go “full disclosure” on the Miss America profile. I wrote it first person,let the readers know I am blind. Here’s how it opened:
“She’s got her crown on!” a woman next to me whispered in my ear as Erika Harold entered the hotel lobby. My Seeing Eye dog shifted at my feet, and I heard people around me starting to stir. Most of them had caught on that I was there to interview the new Miss America, and a few had already commented on the irony: A blind reporter interviewing a beauty queen.
I assumed that Erika Harold, this year’s Miss America, would proceed to her room, have handlers greet and escort me to our pre-arranged interview. But it was Miss America, crown and all, who approached me on her own…
So I don’t see any mention of one particular tale involving a birthday suit. Hmmm. That was the BEST story–by far! At least one that shows how courageous and bold you are, and why I admire you so. Thanks again for allowing me to see the world the way you do.
Much love,
Trina
The birthday suit story? I reserve that for people who come to workshops live and in person! Hmm, let’s see. When is my next scheduled workshop? Not until October, in Milwaukee – I’ve been asked to do a presentation about getting a children’s book published. I’m sure I can work in my birthday suit story into that workshop somehow. Any takers?!
Beth, I truly enjoyed sharing you with my SCBWI (Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators) companions at the Cenacle. Crystal Chan, the resourceful leader of the north side chapter picked a plum when she chose you and Trina to speak at our monthly meeting. I already know how great you are from attending your memoir writing group, where we don’t get to sip Merlot.See you at the end of the month!
Aw, shucks, what sweet sentiments. And so nicely written, Sheila. It’s obvious you have been paying attention in all these writing classes you are taking, you are honing your craft. Next step is to start sending your work out, time to get those stories published…!
How about songs with out words ..I heard it today and then with again with words afterwards on classical radio station WFMT 98.7 FM
Beth your are creative getting descriptions. Love your ability to go for it. Does it really matter how we look? I waste a lot of time on that? Now I am wondering why? Am I trying to hide my age? Probably I am almost ready to say so what to that too.
Oh, Ahnee, don’t get me wrong. I *do* think it is good to describe what things look like in your writing. Sometimes, though, people forget their other senses. Always good to mention if there was a specific scent in the air, what something felt like in your hands, a particular sound or taste.
And although blindness has many, many disadvantages, you hit on one of the things I really do like about being blind: I can’t tell how old people are. I hope you do learn to say “so what?” to how old you look, it’ll free you up to do oh so many other things with your time. Like listen to music. With or without words!
Beth, thank you so much for sharing your work and your self with us last week. Ironically, one of my writing “tics” is to describe my characters’ eyes – how they focus and shift – but you’ve shown me just how powerfully voices change and move. And, how a great detail is like a great boxer. Get in, be effective, and get the hell out. 😉
Safe & Sound was love at first sight for my son Archer. He asks nightly now for “Safe-n-Soun” or “HanniBett” (“th” is tough for a 22-month-old). We use it to coax him into his bedtime routine. He points out Hanni’s harness, and cheers with you on the baseball game page. The first night we read it, he repeated me after I read, “I love you, Hanni.”
Thank you so much for such a wonderful body of work. I can’t imagine anyone who wouldn’t be touched by it.
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