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Despite the title, John-Bryan Hopkins’ Foodimentary: Celebrating 365 Food Holidays with Classic Recipes isn’t quite a calendar or a cookbook. The first entry is “Peanut Butter Lover’s Day” on March 1, and from there the book covers everything from the Aztecs and Incas to health-food pioneer Dr. John Kellogg to the 1904 St. Louis World’s Fair.

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In her latest book, Off the Charts, Ann Hulbert explores the lives of 15 brilliant child prodigies and the lessons they can provide for parents in today’s hyper-competitive world. We asked Hulbert about the pitfalls of early genius, common mistakes made while parenting prodigies and more. 

Off the Charts seems to be about parents almost as much as children. What are the most common mistakes parents can make when confronted with genius?
In a nutshell: Parents are prone to butt in too much, and to forget that childhood happens only once and goes by very quickly. Remarkable talents in children usually emerge because they go hand-in-hand with unusually intense interests. A small boy notices numbers everywhere and loves doing complicated calculations in his head. A little girl is a total bookworm and gets hooked on typing, creating her own startling poems or stories. Kids who are so avid about their preoccupations, and who make such extraordinary progress, generally welcome adult interest and encouragement. They need it, too. But they also thrive with absorbing play, pursued for its own sake—not an adult specialty. What parents are all too tempted to do, especially when stunned by youthful genius and steeped in a rug-rat-race culture like ours, is to turn self-driven pursuits into a structured enterprise with milestones to meet in a hurry. When their zeal blinds them to children’s own perspective, beware.

Why is society so fascinated with child prodigies?
Seeing children do amazing, age-inappropriate feats is bound to be both thrilling and unsettling. As rarities who flout the natural order of development, prodigies have been greeted down the ages as wondrous anomalies. But they’ve also been scrutinized as auguries bearing messages—often conflicting ones—about change. Phenomenal children raise hopes that human potential may reach new heights; for example, when Harvard welcomed two very precocious boys, both great at math, in 1909, their fathers promised genius could be unleashed in others and social progress would accelerate. Seventy years later, computer prodigies challenged adult authority, stirring fears of grown-ups left in the dust—and of rising inequality in an ever faster-paced future. Excitement and apprehension greet prodigies again and again, guaranteeing lots of attention—and confusion, too. These days, as we worry over the excesses of a meritocracy that prizes early high achievement, burned-out prodigies confirm our worst fears, even as off-the-charts young marvels continue to inspire us.

Did your research shatter any preconceived notions you had about child prodigies?
I expected the trajectories of prodigies to be more streamlined than the meandering paths of ordinary children. The truth is, the lives of the children I explore—even the studiously choreographed existence of, say, Shirley Temple—contain lots of ups and downs, unforeseen obstacles, lucky breaks and unpredictable swerves. For the autistic prodigious savants I write about, that’s especially clear. But family situations and social contexts, not just the prodigies’ own rare talents, play a big part in the struggles and successes they all experience.

And so does adolescence. When I started out, I had no idea that adolescent crises would prove so important in the lives of those who perform at adult levels in childhood. You might think, as I did, that precocious accomplishment would help forge a child’s identity early. But for every prodigy in my book—from the headstrong Bobby Fischer to a dreamy young novelist named Barbara Follett—the quest for independence and autonomy turns out to be, if anything, unusually fraught. That became very obvious as I worked hard at providing what too often gets left out: the kid’s perspective.

Do brain scans offer any insight into child genius?
Brain scans haven’t yet revealed much about possible innate sources of prodigious achievement in childhood. Studies of brain abnormalities in autistic savants have seemed potentially promising, but have so far yielded only intriguing hypotheses (such as that left-brain injury may be associated with unusual musical and artistic skills). Signs that intensive nurture leaves a mark on brains hardly seem surprising. One imaging study of young musicians showed more growth in the corpus callosum (which enables communication between the brain’s hemispheres) in kids who practiced a lot over two and a half years than in kids who practiced less. So there’s neurological grist for the old how-to-get-to-Carnegie-Hall joke.

How would you describe yourself as a parent? Have the stories youve uncovered affected your parenting style, or made you rethink any approaches you might have used?
I routinely lamented the stress that my two kids (now young adults) experienced in their high-powered private school, once they moved on from the pretty relaxed lower school years. I also sighed over the many extracurricular advantages they had in their busy lives, feeling how unfair it was that they were so enriched and stimulated—and worrying that crammed schedules and résumé-padding could too easily kill genuine interests and commitments. And then when SAT-prep time came, I signed them up for it anyway. This close-to-home ambivalence about early super-performance was no small part of what inspired me to embark on the book.

In your opinion, what's the measure of success for a child prodigy?
I tell inspiring stories of youthful gifts that continued to thrive, and sadder stories of children who got derailed as they outgrew prodigyhood. I think Norbert Wiener, one of the Harvard boys who opens the book—who went on to become the founder of cybernetics—put it best: What every prodigy deserves to get, in the course of his inevitably unusual childhood, is the “chance to develop a reasonably thick skin against the pressures which will certainly be made on him and a confidence that somewhere in the world he has his own function which he may reasonably hope to fulfill.”

Would you like to have been a child prodigy (or perhaps you were!)? If so, what do you wish you were particularly gifted at?
I did have a brief phase of writing horse-related stories under a pen name, but I’m grateful to have been spared being a prodigy. I wish I’d learned how to play the piano well. But looking back, I’m glad that an utter lack of natural talent didn’t stop me from plugging away at the keys (for far fewer than 10,000 hours, but . . .). Among many rewards, I took real pleasure, in my teenage doldrums, from stumbling through pieces that I loved.

Do you have a favorite case history from the book? The story of Marc Yu and his “Tiger Mom” seemed to particularly fascinate you.
The bonus of spending as long as I did writing about prodigies was getting to meet Marc at age 6 and being able to keep checking in until he was on the brink of applying to college. I’d never heard such a young child play so well, or seen a mix of high spirits and unrelenting industriousness like his. I eagerly—and anxiously—followed his and his mother’s arduous quest to prepare him for a soloist’s career. And then their story converged with the storm over “Tiger Mother” tactics. I could not have predicted they would prove so articulate and so willing to talk openly about their struggles.

Piecing together the historical stories was a very different challenge, and I found myself especially curious about two remarkable girl writers of the 1920s, the poet Nathalia Crane and the novelist Barbara Follett. The idea of literary prodigies is likely to sound odd: Precocious super-achievement is most commonly found in rule-driven domains like math, chess, music and computers. The girls’ blend of innocence and mature insight entranced adults, yet also roused their suspicions: Who or where was their writing really coming from?

Did you find that the child prodigies you researched, from math and musical geniuses to writers and chess players, all had something (besides genius) in common?
They shared remarkable powers of focus, and they all worked extremely hard—and in just about every case, they were not kids who effortlessly got along with peers (or had time to spend getting better at mingling).

What’s next for you?
I’m not sure yet.

 

ALSO IN BOOKPAGE: Read our review of Off the Charts.

Author photo by Nina Subin.

A portion of this article was originally published in the January 2018 issue of BookPage. Download the entire issue for the Kindle or Nook.

In her latest book, Off the Charts, Ann Hulbert explores the lives of 15 brilliant child prodigies and the lessons they can provide. 
The Christmas trees, the feasting, the stockings hanging over the fireplace . . . It’s all pretty standard Christmas fare. But where exactly did our beloved seasonal traditions come from? Historian and bestselling author Judith Flanders explores the unexpected sources of the winter holiday in her fascinating and festive Christmas: A Biography. We asked Flanders a few questions about what she discovered during her research. 

Reading Kelly Corrigan’s Tell Me More: Stories About the 12 Hardest Things I’m Learning to Say is like reading a letter from a dear friend whom you can talk to about anything, who makes you laugh when you feel distinctly humorless or who can just sit quietly with you when talking feels like too great an effort.

Not surprisingly, in the 10 years since her first book, the bestselling memoir The Middle Place, Corrigan has become a voice that people really like to hear, whether in TED Talks, her podcast series “Exactly” or in her subsequent memoirs, Lift (2010) and Glitter and Glue (2014). Her latest memoir, Tell Me More, is a collection of essays about 12 phrases that she is working on saying more and have proved central to Corrigan’s life. They can be difficult things to say, like “I don’t know” and “No,” or phrases that are ostensibly easier to utter—but perhaps aren’t—like “Yes” and “I love you.” In every entry, Corrigan unpacks her life with poignancy and humor as she wrestles with relatable issues, from family blow-ups to unruly pets to debilitating grief, and muses on the things that give life levity and beauty.

But beneath every illuminating, empathetic entry in Tell Me More, there is grief and love that ebb and flow for Corrigan’s friend Liz, who recently died of cancer. Corrigan is a cancer survivor herself, and the disease marks a place in each of her books. “I’m 50, and it feels like half the people I know have had cancer,” Corrigan says during a call to her home outside San Francisco, where she lives with her husband, two daughters and their dog. “Frankly, cancer, in the ways I’m dealing with it in the book, is just my version of crisis. . . . Your version might be unemployment, financial setbacks, your parents have Alzheimer’s—you can sub in anything you want. [Tell Me More] is not so much about cancer, but about crisis.”

Cancer played a part in Corrigan’s initial decision to pursue a career in writing over a decade ago. “I’ve always written in a journal to help make sense of my life, and I’m a huge letter-writer,” she says. But her father’s terminal illness provided a new, urgent deadline to begin writing. “Self-publishing was just becoming a thing [10 years ago], so I self-published The Middle Place. The visual of handing my dad a book was enough to motivate me to write it.” The book’s later traditional publication, she says, was the “realization of a lifetime fantasy.”

It also began a transition into a writer’s life, one that’s grounded in communicating stories and learning about others’ lives. That’s a dream setup for Corrigan. “I ask a lot of questions. I’ve definitely been teased by friends for wanting a conversation to go deeper or further.” After all, she says, “That’s why readers are readers: We have some unanswered questions. Every friend I have, I’m asking them hard questions all the time. I want to know how everyone’s doing everything, [about] their relationship with their parents, their biggest fight with their spouse, who they despise at work and why. I want to know! I think that’s more interesting than almost anything.”

Corrigan’s burning curiosity isn’t one-sided, though, and in Tell Me More, she turns that gaze on herself with great skill and insight. During the writing of the book, Corrigan says she “needed and wanted something to hold onto. . . . My father and friend died, and I’m not a much better person for it—I’m still getting sucked into trivial, quotidian bulls**t. I’m still feeling sorry for myself.”

“It’s the ultimate compliment you could give me, that I helped you understand your life better.”

The result is a mix of workaday aggravation and philosophical beauty. For example, the chapter titled “It’s Like This” is about a hectic weekday morning gone maddeningly wrong, but it’s also a meditation on grief, impatience, her daughters’ quirks and the ways she and her husband handle stress. It’s also an excellent representation of how our initial reactions to events might be influenced by something else entirely. As the author writes, “Hidden in the morning’s frustrations, like a rattlesnake in the woodpile, is something else. I close my eyes so I can listen for the other thing—the further-away, much worse thing—in the quiet of my own head.”

When asked why she thinks people respond so well to her, both on the page and in person, she says, “Articulating emotions and notions is something I’ve done before you hear it coming out of my mouth. . . . I think that’s why people say, ‘I wish I could put my finger on it the way you do.’ I say, right, because I’m trying hard to, that’s my job, that’s my profession. I’m very happy to do that for all of us. It’s a total thrill for me, that I’m being useful in this way. It’s the ultimate compliment you could give me, that I helped you understand your life better or put words to something you couldn’t articulate.”

Tell Me More will be perhaps even more overtly useful than Corrigan’s earlier books. Its phrasal chapter headings like “I Was Wrong” and “Good Enough” make it easy for readers to turn to sections that speak to them. “To me, Tell Me More is all the more useful [because of] the way it’s laid out,” Corrigan says. “I could be more subtle about it. . . . But again, a huge impetus for me is to be useful—to make myself useful. I needed to boil it down to something memorable for my own sake.”

During her 20-city book tour for Tell Me More, Corrigan is looking forward to hearing which of the 12 phrases most resonate with readers: “One thing I’m really psyched to hear is what other sentences people are clinging to.” Plus, she says with a laugh, “I’m so grateful anyone wants to talk about my writing.”

 

This article was originally published in the January 2018 issue of BookPage. Download the entire issue for the Kindle or Nook.

Author photo by Mellie T. Williams

Reading Kelly Corrigan’s Tell Me More: Stories About the 12 Hardest Things I’m Learning to Say is like reading a letter from a dear friend whom you can talk to about anything, who makes you laugh when you feel distinctly humorless or who can just sit quietly with you when talking feels like too great an effort.

Elements of Maggie O’Farrell’s life have inspired her writing, but it is only now—after publishing seven novels and birthing three children—that she has found the courage to tell the full story.

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In Shoba Narayan’s delightful memoir, The Milk Lady of Bangalore, she recalls moving from America to India and the many joys she found there—the most unexpected being cows. In India, where cows are considered holy, bovines roam the street, and Narayan forges a friendship with the woman who sells fresh milk across from her home. In this Q&A, Narayan tells us about her bovine infatuation, surprising uses for cow dung and her career back-up plan.

Sarala, your milk lady, believes that “more than any creature, cows are connected to humans.” Another person told you that “cows are the most evolved animal, after humans.” What are your thoughts on these statements?
I started as a skeptic. I would roll my eyes at these statements and then try to figure out what the agenda was. I think those of us city-dwellers who have lost our connection to nature—the birds, bees and, ahem, bovines that surround us—are depriving ourselves of a vital link that is part of our evolution and ecology. Such statements reveal the connection that people like Sarala have maintained with all species great and small. Their lives are the richer for it. I am now trying to emulate and engineer such connections. It is easier to do in India.

You write that if anyone had suggested that youd be writing about cows, you would have yelled “Get out!” in an Elaine-Jerry Seinfeld kind or way. Now you're in love with them. Did you pick cows as a subject, or did they pick you?
Cows picked me. I used to see them all over the place in India. I didn’t realize then that they would arrive at my doorstep. The story too, unspooled over 10 years. Like the slow and sensuous gait of a cow, this was a tale that took its own time to come to life.

Unlike your previous book, the recipe-filled Monsoon Diary, this book contains only one recipe: for panchagavya, a mixture of cow dung, cow urine, yogurt, bananas and other ingredients. You describe an incredible number of uses for cow dung and cow urine, including urine as an elixir, which you tasted. Do you recommend it?
Look, I know that you guys are now rolling your eyes like I once did. Do I believe in esoteric alternative remedies that most people would mock? Yes. Do I imbibe cow urine tablets on a daily basis? No. Do I realize that this situation is ripe for satire? Yes. Do I add panchagavya to the manure for my garden? Most definitely. And I grow wonderful heirloom tomatoes, purple eggplant, beans, pumpkin, basil and tons of herbs. So there you have it.

You grew up in India, where cows are holy. Then you immigrated to America for college and journalism school, and eventually returned to India with your husband and two daughters. How has your view of cows changed throughout these transitions?
Well, it is hard to find a live cow walking the streets in the U.S. So my interest in cows remained dormant while I lived stateside. It was hibernating perhaps. When I returned to India, my interest renewed with fresh zeal because I saw cows as animals I had grown up with but also as symbols of Indian culture and the Indian ethos where fantasy and reality seem to blend in kaleidoscopic color.

What does your family think about your cow adventures? Are they as fond as cows as you are?
My husband tolerates it. My kids openly laugh at me while (I hope) secretly being proud of my peculiarities. My parents and in-laws who belong to the earlier generation of Indians heartily approve. My aunts and uncles use me as an example when they talk to their own children who are now in America. “Look at Shoba. See how connected she has become to her Indian roots,” they will say. My cousins all resent me for becoming an Indian role model in a way that they simply cannot emulate. I mean, how can you sit in Buffalo, New York, and compete for family approval with a cousin who has gone and bought a cow?

“The reason I want to buy milk from a cow,” you explain, “is because I am trying to recapture the simple times of my childhood, particularly after the intricate dance that I have undertaken for the last twenty years as an immigrant in America.” Can you explain how it feels for you to taste a glass of fresh, raw milk, and how it helps you reconnect with your native country?
I hate to burst this bubble, but I don’t drink raw milk. Years in America have made me a tad cautious. So all milk in my house, even my cow’s milk, is subject to strict standards of, shall we say, sanitation. We double-boil it and use it to set yogurt. For my everyday milk for coffee, I am, as I say in the book, still using pasteurized milk.

That said, I touch every passing cow. I am not queasy about dung. I don’t mind squatting on the sidewalk to milk a cow. These are the ways in which I reconnect with my culture.

Has Sarala read your book or articles that you’ve written about her?
Well, she doesn’t read English. But she knows about all my articles and my book because my newspaper sent a photographer to shoot her and her family for some columns I wrote about her in India. So every time one was published, I would walk across the street, where she milks her cows, and show her the piece. She would glance at her photo and nod her approval but it was not a big deal to her.

Sarala seems to have acted as a personal tour guide when you moved back to India, showing you so much about your new home, its people and ways. You write touchingly about your relationship and also mention how financial inequities at times made you feel uncomfortable around her as well as others. Are you still living in India, and do you plan to stay?
Yes, and yes. Still living in India. Plan to stay. For now. We have developed deep connections here to our large and extended family. My daughter goes to college in Pittsburgh, so we come back every year to visit. We go to New York, D.C., Florida and Pittsburgh—all places we have friends and family. I imagine that we might eventually spend time in California because my daughter studies engineering and, who knows, she may end up in Silicon Valley. We loved our 20 years in America and we could see moving back, but that won’t likely be for at least another few years.

You came to own a cow during the process of writing this book, which you donated to Sarala. Can you give us an update on Anantha, the cow that you and your husband named after his sister?
She is still around. Cows are often roaming untethered in Bangalore, so I meet Anantha on the streets sometimes and I speak with Sarala about her. I worry about her getting hit on the road. But life in India is all about relationships and most people quickly develop a keen sense of the balance between attachment and detachment. So I try to stay close with my cow but not too close.

You write that your life goal is to be a stand-up comic. How’s that going?
Not very well, I am afraid. I am taking classes with Second City, Chicago, but online classes can only help you so much. Now that would bring me back to America in a heartbeat: To study comedy for a year would be a dream. And it is easier to do in the States. I did a comedy Masterclass with Steven Martin online. All my classmates kept writing about their gigs in their posts. I don’t have a single gig in India.

You never planned to write cows until one “literally walked up to me.” What’s next? Have you bumped into anything new?
Hahahaha. Nice one. You know, that is such a nice line that I don’t want to add anything to it. Let me wait for the next story to bump into me. I can’t imagine what it will be.

 

ALSO IN BOOKPAGE: Read our review of The Milk Lady of Bangalore.

In this Q&A, The Milk Lady of Bangalore author Shoba Narayan tells us about her bovine infatuation, surprising uses for cow dung and her career back-up plan.  

Describing her childhood as the youngest of seven children growing up without schooling in the shadow of Buck Peak, Idaho, Tara Westover says, “It all seemed very normal to me.”

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Part one of “The Bachelor” season 35 finale is on the books, but tonight, part two airs, concluding Arie’s run as the titular bachelor. This season may not have been the most exciting thing to grace our televisions, but the show is an absolute powerhouse. It’s more than just a TV show—it’s a 15-year tradition that reflects America’s culture and fantasies. In her book, Bachelor Nation, journalist and die-hard Bachelor franchise fan Amy Kaufman interviews producers, contestants and fans who spill the details about what goes on behind the scenes, while also exploring what America’s obsession with this matchmaking show says about romance and femininity in America.

What do you think of the current season of “The Bachelor” so far?
Heading into the season, I was not stoked on Arie as our leading man. Given the Peter flame-out, Arie felt like a really obvious desperation move on the part of producers. So many of my friends swore they wouldn’t even tune into his season. Fortunately, many of those naysayers have still shown up at our weekly viewing parties—but none of us are into Arie. His female contestants are completely carrying the season. If it weren’t for women like Bekah M., Krystal and Tia, this thing would be seriously unwatchable.

In the pantheon of Bachelor and Bachelorette villains, where would you rank Krystal?
Honestly? We’ve had way better villains. I mean, Courtney Robertson? I miss the days when the villain was so villainous that she actually got the Bachelor himself to fall under her spell. I think Arie could see through Krystal’s act pretty quickly. I was also a huge fan of Chad Johnson, because you could tell he was actually a softie deep down and he also compared Evan Bass to Gary Oldman in The Fifth Element.

When it comes down to it, whom do you blame more for bad behavior on the show—the contestants or the producers?
This is a tricky one. The contract that the contestants sign to get on the show is really extensive, noting that producers maintain the right to reveal information “which may be embarrassing, unfavorable, shocking, humiliating, disparaging, and/or derogatory” about the cast members. So, yes, they’re signing up for this—but is there really a way for the cast members to know what they’re in for? So many people told me they went on the show thinking “OK, if I don’t drink too much and I don’t say anything controversial, I won’t look bad.” But unfortunately, you just don’t know how you might behave in such extenuating circumstances—or how editing might make it seem like you behaved.

You conducted a lot of interviews with Bachelor alumni and former crew—which one was the most surprising?
One of the most surprising interviews I did was with Michael Carroll, a producer who worked on the franchise during its early years. As part of his job, he’d conduct ITM interviews with cast members—those “in-the-moment” interviews that give viewers insight into how a contestant is feeling on a date, or in a departing limo. I asked Carroll how he’d come up with his line of questioning, and we decided to do a role play scenario where he grilled me as if I was on the show. I was shocked by how nervous he made me feel, and how much I felt like I had to give juicy answers to his questions. To see how it all unfolded, though, you’ll have to read the book.

What are your top three all-time favorite Bachelor franchise moments?
1. I’m sorry, Melissa Rycroft, but my number-one Bach moment is when Jason Mesnick dumped you on the “After the Final Rose” special. When Jason told runner-up Molly Malaney that he was still in love with her mere weeks after he’d proposed to Melissa, my mind was blown. The idea that something this dramatic and emotional could unfold on live television made a lifelong Bach fan.

2. Kaitlyn Bristowe sleeping with Nick Viall pre-Fantasy Suite. Way to break down those Bachelor social mores, girl!

3. Sharleen Joynt leaving Juan Pablo Galavis’ season early because she just wasn’t that into him. It was the first time on the franchise when we saw a cool, smart woman realize that this so-called prize at the center of the show wasn’t really all that valuable.

What do you think is it about the Bachelor franchise that you, and so many others, find so compelling?
So many fans of “The Bachelor” are quick to say they love to watch it because it’s a train wreck, and it’s fun to make fun of the over-the-top characters we see on TV. Live-snarking is definitely a huge part of Bachelor Nation, and I know my friends and I can get pretty judgmental on Monday nights. But I think there’s more to our obsession with the show—namely, that even in a time when we’re moving away from so-called traditional courtship (Tinder, anyone?), many of us still crave an old-school ideal of romance.

Why do you think the Bachelor franchise has lasted as long as it has? How do you think the show will evolve in the coming years?
The producers of “The Bachelor” have to maintain a difficult balance. So much of what fans love about the show are the predictable tropes that we see every season and relish laughing at, like two-on-one dates or Chris Harrison’s invitations to the Fantasy Suites. There are “traditional” elements of the franchise that I don’t think the producers should ever do away with—just look at how Bachelor Nation revolts on Twitter when we don’t get our normally scheduled rose ceremonies! That being said, I think they need to start thinking outside the box when it comes to casting the lead. The most important priority for the franchise, in my opinion, should be to continue to diversify the cast with different races, body types and sexual orientations. But what about picking a Bachelor or Bachelorette who isn’t from an old season? I get that there’s a built-in fan base at the ready when you go that route, but that’s also how we ended up with Arie. How cool would it have been if we had an actor or pro athlete or musician instead of a dude from six years ago who sometimes races cars? Let’s spice it up!

 

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Amy Kaufman talks with us about behind-the-scenes juice from "The Bachelor" and her new book, Bachelor Nation.

It takes a talented writer to seamlessly blend memoir, biography, literary criticism, psychology and sociology into a meaningful whole. Add in the writer’s own battle with alcoholism, and the accomplishment becomes even more impressive.

In Inseparable, Yunte Huang explores the lives of Chang and Eng Bunker, conjoined twins who left their home in Siam as teenagers and traveled the world as “curious freaks.” They eventually settled in North Carolina, where they married a pair of sisters and fathered 21 children. We asked Huang to tell us more about the twins’ fascinating lives and what their experience says about America in the 19th century, as well as America today. 

In your previous book, Charlie Chan: The Untold Story of the Honorable Detective and His Rendezvous with American History, you also wrote about the intersection of Asian and American culture. Did you find any similar threads when researching and writing Inseparable? Did your own background as a Chinese American come into play?
My own experience as a Chinese American certainly comes into play, not in any egocentric sense, but in the way that my understanding of American culture and history is filtered through the personal experience of someone who grew up in China and came to America after college—i.e. at an age of having formed a basic worldview and having reached a degree of intellectual and emotional maturity—and then, as a new immigrant, a FOB (fresh off the boat), if you will, I had to begin again, trying to find my way in the labyrinthine matrix of a new, at times hostile, social milieu. For me, Charlie Chan opened a window to American culture, helping me understand both the racist legacy and creative genius of this country. Inseparable continues and expands my interest in the Asian story in American history, in how ethnic minorities, against impossible odds, turn cultural margins into cutting edges.

What prompted you to write about this topic?
I don’t mean to trivialize motives for writing this or any book, but sometimes life turns on the slightest suggestion. Before deciding to work on this topic, I had been fully aware of the import and intrigue of Chang and Eng’s story, and that was why I had written a snippet about the twins in my Charlie Chan book, as an example of the American biases against Asians. In the editing process of that book, when I saw the marginal comments on the manuscript made by my editor, Bob Weil, I detected a keen interest in the Siamese Twins material. As a scholar, I’m always fascinated by marginalia and have, in fact, researched and written about the marginalia of Herman Melville, Ezra Pound and so on, because I believe those ephemeral words jotted down on the spur of the moment are the most revelatory. Therefore, Bob’s marginalia on my Charlie Chan manuscript, wittingly or unwittingly, encouraged me to pursue the topic further.

There have been several books written about these famous Siamese Twins. How did you go about setting your book apart from the others?
Those books can be roughly divided into three categories: novels that fictionalize the story; biographies whose perspectives need an update in relation to changing cultural sentiments and opinions; and academic monographs not intended for general readers. My intention is to write a highly readable biography based on rigorous research that leaves no stone unturned, to produce something akin to what Truman Capote would call “the nonfiction novel,” a work that has “the credibility of fact, the immediacy of film, the depth and freedom of prose and the precision of poetry.” That’s the high bar I set for my writing, whether or not I can get there.

Your research is extremely thorough, with references to letters, business ledgers, newspaper articles and journals. What was the most important research element in writing this book? Were you able to unearth any new findings?
My task in writing this book was to tell the twins’ story against the large historical backdrop, detailing “their rendezvous with American history,” as the title suggests. To do that, I not only needed to research deep into the twins’ conjoined life itself, but also reveal their real connections with history, whether it is a cataclysmic event like the Civil War or a quotidian occurrence like an ocean voyage. For instance, I had learned from various sources that Chang and Eng played a chess game with a fellow passenger on their last trans-Atlantic journey in July 1870, but there was no consensus among my sources as to who their game opponent was. Some claimed it was President Joseph Roberts of Liberia, and others said it was Frederick Douglass. But I eventually found the answer among the records of the National Archives. Imagine the thrill that went down my spine when the names popped up on the ship manifest. Next to “Chang and Eng Bunker,” I saw the name “Edward Roye,” the son of a fugitive slave from Kentucky, a Midwestern small-town black barber turned president of Liberia. Finding that clue, I was later able to dig and expand Roye’s story in the prologue, which also contains a vignette on another ship passenger, Rosa Prang, wife of Louis Prang, known in history as the “Father of the American Christmas Card.”

But I count another discovery as the most satisfying and rewarding: a handwritten contract signed by the twins on the day of their departure from Siam on April 1, 1829. On that contract, we see for the first and only time their names scrawled in Chinese—they were in fact Chinese twins, the Siamese moniker notwithstanding. These clues, tiny or big, in English or Chinese, are what Ezra Pound would call “luminous details,” which can shed light on the ever-elusive real we all pursue.

If you could have met Chang and Eng, what one thing would you have asked them?
Given the curious nature of us as sentient beings, I know most people would have asked them, referring to the conjugal matter, “How did you do it with the two sisters?” I have tried to take care of that inquiry in my book. My own question for them would be, “Why did you never go back to Siam?” As an immigrant, I can feel in my bones the pang of nostalgia, memories of my old country running as deep as genetic coding. After leaving their family in Siam at the young age of 17, the twins never went back. I’m curious to know why.

What was the most surprising thing you learned when researching and writing this book?
That the twins’ adopted hometown, Mount Airy, North Carolina, where they lived and died, is also the birthplace of Andy Griffith and the inspiration for Mayberry, the fictional setting for the most popular 1960s American sitcom. As I describe it in the epilogue, it is fair to say that “The Andy Griffith Show” is supposedly about the “American normal,” Mayberry being a sleepy hamlet, an Arcadia where no trouble is too big for the amiable sheriff and his bungling deputy. In contrast, the Siamese Twins story is supposedly about the abnormal, or even freakish. The fortuitous coexistence of Andy Griffith and the Siamese Twins is a striking case of cultural symbiosis in America.

The fact that Chang and Eng were slave owners is controversial. Was it difficult to remain unbiased when writing this part of their story?
I did not try to remain unbiased on the issue of slavery—how can anyone? The fact that they became slaveholders after they had previously been sold and exploited virtually as slaves themselves is a powerful and sobering testament to what Primo Levi called the “gray zone” of humanity, a treacherously murky ground where the persecuted becomes the persecutor, the victim turns victimizer. To see them only as victims is to miss the larger theme of their extraordinary experience as a tragicomedy of errors, their human story.

Many of the book’s themes are in the news today, such as racial tensions and immigration. Did this have any impact when telling Chang and Eng’s story?
Absolutely. In addition to racial tensions and immigration, one very important issue is American democracy in the age of humbuggery. The fact that their remarkable story commenced in the age of Jacksonian democracy is not an insignificant aspect of my book. In tandem with the so-called rise of the common man during the Jacksonian Age, an era that many see as approximate to our own, there was also a boom of the freak show (or reality TV, if you will) and humbuggery. It was a time when everyone felt, rightly so, entitled to an opinion but could not, by virtue of ignorance or innocence, tell the difference between a gag and a gem, between what the showbiz calls “gaffed freaks” and “born freaks” (like the twins)—in other words, between the fake and the real. That gave con artists or carnival barkers like P.T. Barnum—whose spectacular career as the Prince of Humbugs is portrayed by Hugh Jackman in the recent blockbuster musical film—a golden opportunity to swoop in to make you feel better while they take your money or steal your soul or your vote. Being tricked by a con man, as Melville, a big fan of the Siamese Twins, reminded us long ago, is a price we pay or a risk we take in a confidence game called Democracy. Therefore, I felt an acute sense of urgency writing this book.

What is the one takeaway you hope to give readers of this book?
The Siamese Twins story reveals an America we know so well and yet hardly.

Did researching and writing this book spur additional book ideas? Are you working on another book project? If so, what is the topic?
Even though I have not settled on a specific topic, it will certainly be another Asian-American cultural icon, whose story I will, once again, try to reframe, elevate and humanize. Along with the Charlie Chan and the Siamese Twins books, my next book will complete a trilogy that may be entitled “A Rendezvous with American History.”

 

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In Inseparable, Yunte Huang explores the lives of Chang and Eng Bunker, conjoined twins who left their home in Siam as teenagers and traveled the world as “curious freaks.” They eventually settled in North Carolina, where they married a pair of sisters and fathered 21 children. We asked Huang to tell us more about the twins’ fascinating lives and what their experience says about America in the 19th century, as well as America today. 

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In Damnation Island, Stacy Horn explores the horrific past of a small island in New York City’s East River, where the “criminally insane” were imprisoned in the 19th century.

How did Blackwell’s Island capture your attention and inspire you to write this book?
I had a vague awareness that the island had a dark past—that something terrible had happened there—but I didn’t know the details. This is irresistible to me. A horrific but forgotten story? I had to recover it.

You researched so many individuals for this book—can you briefly share one story that you find the most affecting?
Adelaide Irving, a mixed-up, headstrong 15-year-old who was sent to the penitentiary for two years for her first offense: picking someone’s pocket. It was an outrageous sentence, and she never recovered. She was dead by the time she turned 23. They buried her in a convict-built coffin on a hill. I was once a mixed-up, headstrong 15-year-old, and I was acting out in all sorts of ways. But I come from a background of relative privilege. There are million safety nets for people like me, and people like me don’t usually go to jail. It was true in the 19th century, it was true in the 20th, and it’s still true now.

Blackwell’s Island was founded with very positive intentions. How and why did things go so far awry?
They wanted to save money. To reduce overhead, they starved the inmates, didn’t properly clothe or house them, and instead of hiring paid nurses and attendants, the administrators employed convicts from the workhouse to look after the inmates in the lunatic asylum and other institutions on the island. (The workhouse was a prison for people convicted of minor crimes.) It was not a secret. The abuses on Blackwell’s Island were regularly reported in the papers, and grand juries would visit and issue damning reports. Priests attending to the spiritual needs of the inmates would alert their superiors. But nothing ever happened. I recognize this paralysis. There isn’t a day that I don’t hear about some horrible miscarriage of justice in America. If I pay attention to the papers and my Twitter feed, I’m reading about fresh new cases every few minutes. We all are. And just what are most of us doing about it? Why is extreme injustice allowed to continue?

What did undercover reporters find when they visited the island?
To use an expression of Emma Goldman, an anarchist who was sent to the penitentiary, they found patients who were “legally murdered,” either by the lack of food, improper hygiene, careless attendants, murderous roommates or by succumbing to lethal epidemics. Police courts would continue to send people to the island even when they knew there was an active disease outbreak.

In what way does the history of Blackwell Island continue to haunt us—either in terms of contemporary New York City or in terms of misguided ideas about the relationship between mental illness and crime?
By throwing the poor, the mad and the convicted altogether on one narrow island they unwittingly reinforced a devastating association which persists to this day. That the mentally ill are dangerous and poor people are thieves in disguise. The priest featured in my book wrote, “The dark shadow of crime spreads right and left, from the Penitentiary and the Workhouse, over all the institutions, the Asylum, the Alms-House and Charity Hospital, so that, in the minds of the people at large, all suffer alike from an evil repute. . . .” Being poor had become a character trait that needed “correction,” like the impulse to steal or cheat. If they were poor it was due to their own moral failing and laziness. The Christian impulse to help the needy had been tamped down and replaced with an inclination to punish them.  

There were so many aspects of Blackwell’s Island that inspire disgust—the food, the shelter, the hygiene, the quickness with which disease spread. What do you think was the worst aspect for those living there?
I always go back to what could I have withstood. Have you ever had an anxiety or panic attack, or suffered from depression? Imagine that instead of kindness you’re thrown into a chair, strapped in so you can’t move or get up, and you have to stay there hour after hour, all day long, without talking, and if you go to the bathroom in your chair because no one will unstrap you, an attendant will likely come along and beat you or drag you to a tub of used bathwater and hold your head under until you’re near death. People could do whatever they wanted to these helpless inmates because they were out of the public eye on this now off-limits island. It’s the same today. Look how long it took people to acknowledge that what goes on in the facilities on Rikers Island is immoral, and to start talking about change. I cried reading a Justice Department report of what happened to teenagers on Rikers Island. What they describe has been going on for centuries. What took us so long?

Why did the people who suffered from the abuses of Blackwell’s Island so rarely have a chance to be heard by people in authority?
I read through a 900-page report from a Senate investigation of the conditions inside asylums in New York. In all those pages there was not one single testimony from an inmate. It’s hard for the poor, the mentally ill and the convicted to have a voice and to be heard and not dismissed today. It was almost impossible then.

Who are the heroes of Blackwell’s Island, if there are any? 
Even though most did not succeed in effecting change, I came across many wardens who tried. They showed up every week, day after day, doing what they could. I don’t know if I could have faced inmates crying to me for help, inmates dying, knowing that so much of their suffering was preventable. I think it would have destroyed me. But they showed up.  

What do you hope readers take away from this book?
I didn’t want to force it down anyone’s throats, but I hope people pick up on the fact that in many ways the same things, and worse, are taking place today. The idea that some people are unworthy and they have all these terrible things coming to them is still prevalent, as is the conviction that the poor are entirely responsible for their financial struggles and that we should not help them.

 

ALSO IN BOOKPAGE: Read our review of Damnation Island.

In Damnation Island, Stacy Horn explores the horrific past of a small island in New York City’s East River, where the “criminally insane” were imprisoned in the 19th century.

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