FIVE LESSONS I LEARNED FROM PAPA HEMINGWAY,
BY WAY OF NANCY PACKER
My last post, two weekends ago, was a
tribute to my first and best writing teacher, Nancy Huddleston Packer, who
taught creative writing when I was an undergraduate at Stanford in the early
1960s. I didn’t write a blog post last weekend, because I was in Palo Alto at
the time. Susan and I attended a party at the Stanford Faculty Club honoring
Nancy Packer and celebrating her new story collection, Old Ladies, which we have just published.
It was a delightful party, and it was fine
to see Nancy surrounded and congratulated by so many friends of many years. Her
children, novelist Ann Packer and political journalist George Packer, both
delivered warm tributes.
At one point during the party I was glad
to get a chance to recount to Nancy and a couple of her friends a moment in the
classroom, fifty years ago.
To illustrate a point she was making, Nancy
was summarizing the opening of Hemingway’s story “Hills Like White Elephants.”
A man and a young woman are sitting at a table outside a train station in rural
Spain. They’re having a beer while they wait for the train. Hemingway spends a
paragraph describing the countryside, mentioning the hills across the fields,
on the other side of the Ebro River.
Nancy paraphrased an early exchange in
the couple’s dialogue, which I’ll quote here from Hemingway’s original story:
…[The hills] were white in the sun and the
country was brown and dry.
‘They
look like white elephants,’ she said.
‘I’ve
never seen one,’ the man drank his beer.
‘No, you wouldn’t have.’
At this point Nancy doubled up her right fist,
then she doubled up her left fist, then she set her mouth in a forceful line,
and she slammed her knuckles together.
To be honest, I don’t remember exactly which
point Nancy was illustrating, but it was a point well made. She could have been
showing us that:
1. A story has to hit the ground running;
2. Any good story is a story about
relationships;
3. Any good relationship story is about the
conflict in that relationship; or perhaps:
4. It doesn’t take a whole lot of long words to
show conflict in a story.
And another thing I learned from that lesson:
Nancy Packer didn’t tell her students the point she was making.
5. She showed
us.
For more information about Nancy Packer’s new
book, Old Ladies, see http://www.danielpublishing.com/bro/packer02.html
'Old Ladies' and Nancy sounds like a great read, I remember Prof. Jennifer Olds from Mt Sac College introducing the same piece to her Short Story and Novel writing class, we had to write our own 'White Elephant' version and share with a partner, this was amazingly insightful writing. Thank you Daniel and to all the great teachers big or small who take the time to teach even when you don't think you are.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Augie. The story's a classic.
DeleteGood points made by Nancy and given to us as a reminder. The party sounds like great fun.
ReplyDeleteHi Marilyn. Yes, it was a fine party. I saw a few people there I hadn't seen in years.
DeleteNancy sounds like a winner, and so does her book. I remember reading "Hills Like White Elephants," and being depressed for days afterward. Go figure. Guess that was good writing. It might also be why I write "light."
ReplyDeleteThanks, Alice. "Hills Like White Elephants" is a downer, all right. Although it's never mentioned in so many words, it's about abortion. Not an easy subject to write about.
DeleteA great example from a woman who obviously was (and is) a great teacher.
ReplyDeletethat she was, and that she is. Thanks, John.
DeleteHow lucky you were to have a teacher like Nancy Huddleston Packer. Mine was Michael Harada. We writers owe everything to our best teachers. Nice memoir (and instructional) piece. Thank you, John.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Marta, and thanks for stopping by
DeleteThank you for reminding me about this short story. The exchange about white elephants shows us like an X ray the state of the couple's relationship. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteYes, Melanie. It is a powerful story, all right.
ReplyDeleteCatching up on my replies to all the blogs, John. I loved reading about Nancy Packer a few weeks ago and am glad you chose to write about her again. I feel I can see her standing in the classroom, slamming her knuckles together, letting all of you see the point. What a gifted teacher!
ReplyDeleteShe certainly was a gifted teacher, and she still is. She's still teaching creative writing to seniors, at the age of 87.
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