On the author
who redefined what novels could be, and then turned instead to more conventional
ones.
In a
post from almost exactly three years ago, I called Norman Mailer’s The
Armies of the Night: History as a Novel, the Novel as History (1968) “one
of the great works of 20th century American literature.” I stand by
that statement and post, but it’d be important to add that many of the stylistic
and formal techniques and innovations that make Mailer’s book so interesting
came directly out of an existing literary movement, New Journalism. This blending of conventional
journalism and experimental storytelling, third-person reporting and autobiography,
non-fiction and fiction had been pioneered a few years earlier by Tom Wolfe (1931- ), the Yale
American Studies PhD turned journalist whose first collection, The
Kandy-Kolored Tangerine-Flake Streamline Baby (1965) was one of the
decade’s most influential works.
In Kandy, as well as the subsequent The
Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test (1968) and Radical
Chic & Mau-Mauing the Flak Catchers (1970), Wolfe contributed (as certainly
did Mailer and others, including Truman Capote with In
Cold Blood [1965]) to a radical redefinition of the novel and American literature
more generally. Sometimes called “non-fiction
novels,” a term that is purposefully contradictory and slippery, such works
generally foreground their factuality while utilizing narrative and stylistic
techniques that are typically found in works of fiction. They seek to inform
their audiences about very real and usually contemporary social and cultural
topics, yet at the same time challenge readers to decide what is fact and what
is fiction, and indeed to question what kind of book they have in their hands. While
most of the genre’s influential individual works have faded in prominence
(other than Capote’s, probably because of the true crime appeal), its overall
impact on late 20th
century American writing can’t be overstated.
Yet
interestingly, Wolfe’s own later writings have significantly moved away from
the genre. Starting with his first novel, The
Bonfire of the Vanities (1987), Wolfe has published almost exclusively
more conventional works of fiction: A
Man in Full (1998), I
Am Charlotte Simmons (2004), and Back
to Blood (2012). By conventional I don’t mean traditional, as these
books are full of the kinds of narrative and stylistic experimentation associated
with postmodern
fiction. But they’re nonetheless all clearly novels, not nonfiction novels
or New Journalism or the like. So has the genre run its course, having achieved
its impacts, and is no longer as necessary? Is Wolfe simply becoming more
conservative in his literary as well as political
perspectives late in life? Does a current
writer like Dave Eggers qualify as a new form of nonfiction novelist? All
possibilities—and in any case, Tom Wolfe is a Virginia voice who has unquestionably
left his mark on our literature and culture.
Last voice of
mine tomorrow,
Ben
PS.
What do you think? Voices from your home you’d highlight?
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