Last night I hd the privilege of attending a library-sponsored “Evening with Gary Paulsen” at the W.K. Kellogg Auditorium in Battle Creek, MI. Known for his Newbery Honor Books, HATCHET, THE WINTER ROOM, AND DOGSONG, at 73-years-old, Gary looks like a cross between Santa Claus and Red Green. Although his hour-long talk was biographical, listening to him was as much fun, and certainly as interesting, as reading a book by him. It isn’t that Gary has led a good and lucky live. Quite the contrary. His real-life adventure demonstrates a fascinating and interesting life of a writer.
Gary grew up in northern Minnesota with both parents drunks. As a kid, he was never a reader. His life changed when he escaped the cold one winter day, by stepping into a library. The librarian asked if he wanted a card. He never had anything with his name on it before, plus, someone took an interest in him. It took Gary a long time to finish that first book, but when he did, he went back for another, and another. Each book took less time to read. He is the author of over two hundred books.
At 17, he forged his parents’ signature and joined the army, mostly to get away from his parents. He worked as an engineer on missiles and satellite tracking. In 1963, he was making “two grand” a month, at a time when teachers made two grand a year. He decided one night he wanted to be a writer, got up, turned in his security badge, and quit his job. He wrote a story involving missile guidance systems, forcing the FBI to question him, thinking he was a spy. He was so excited with his first book that he didn’t tell them they misspelled his name for fear they wouldn’t publish it.
He went to Hollywood where he got a job by lying about his writing credentials. He made a penny a letter, which amounted to about $380 per month. He knew he wasn’t a good writer, but there were good writers where he worked. He wrote westerns. Gary approached three of them who agreed to meet with him each week to critique writing, insisting he write a chapter a day during the week, and three chapters over the weekend.
With no money, he left Hollywood, just like he left engineering. He paid $25 per month for a cabin on a Minnesota lake, snaring rabbits for food. He wrote all winter and in spring, he sold two books. He went to New Mexico where he started drinking for the first time in his life, and became “a full-blown alcoholic.” In 1973, he got sober and went back to writing. He signed a 20-book deal with a children’s publisher, but the book club never sent him money for his books. He went from rich to poor, and moved back to Minnesota.
Minnesota passed a law that it was legal to trap animals by dog sled, but not with motorized vehicles. So Gary invested in dogs and a dog sled. This experience changed his life. He didn’t have a lead dog, but he saw a dog lying in the back of a pickup truck, ready to be “put down.” Gary took the dog, fed it two beavers, and the dog, Cookie, survived and because his lead dog. Cookie also saved Gary’s life when he fell through some ice and was sinking in the water like a rock. He grabbed a dangling rope and Cookie pulled him to safety.
Gary heard about the Iditarod in Alaska, and businesses in MN supported him, allowing him to participate. He came in 42nd place on his first race, and was hooked. He wrote the Newbery Honor Book DOGSONG after a young Inuit boy approached him during a race, wanting to see what a dog looked like.
I could only post a few of Gary’s stories here. I could easily have listened to him for hours. Gary Paulsen is a fascinating man with fascinating adventures, and, of course, excellent writing skills.
Fascinating. Thanks for sharing!
Thoroughly enjoyed this post Sandy
Wish I had been there
Thanks for sharing
How wonderful Gary Paulsen was in Battle Creek! I have such a love for his Brian books and have shared them with many students over the years.
Did kids attend?
There was no school the following day, so the audience was made up of about 2/3 elementary-aged kids, even though Gary’s talk was, at times, certainly intended for more mature audiences. Ah, where is an editor for our spoken words!
I would like to bring to attention that although Gary’s upbringing was propbably anything but wonderful, he had a wonderful grandmother and aunts, and that his parents sobered up in 1960 and tried to be better people. His mother agonized aver her previous life with Gary and many times asked God for forgiveness. To have them dismissed as drunks really misses the mark and leaves them as one dimensional. It has always been disturbing to some of the family that Gary uses them as a platform for pity and shows his inability to forgive them. His parents at least need someone who would speak on their behalf, since both of them are dead. My child loved his grandparents (Gary’s parents) and never saw that they were drunks. Flawed as we all are, but certainly not that.
Dear Paulette — Thank you for your input. I sincerely apologize for spreading gossip concerning your family, even if it was “heard from the horse’s — or dog’s? — mouth.” I was glad to hear this other side, or rather, fuller side to the story. Thank you for taking the time to both defend and to explain. Fiction is fiction, but truth is truth. Blessings on you and your family. — Sandy