Times-Picayune with Local Authors at Home

If you ever wondered what I look like in my pajamas . . .

Pajamas

This week the New Orleans Times-Picayune is featuring four local authors who are in the Tennessee Williams Festival. Here’s my bit on working at home:

Author George Bishop Jr., A Speaker at This Week’s Tennessee Williams Fest, on the ‘Voodoo’ Involved in the Writing Process

Special to NOLA.com | The Times-Picayune
March 18, 2014

This week, four New Orleans-based authors — all speakers at the 2014 Tennessee Williams New Orleans Literary Festival — will contribute essays on writing at home, examining how the trappings of their work spaces and the views from their windows help bring forth the words. On Monday, Zachary Lazar shared his thoughts. Today: George Bishop Jr. Coming up this week: Thomas Beller and Rebecca Snedeker.

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Any honest writer will tell you that what we do is incredibly boring. Sitting for hours hunched over a laptop, not talking to anyone, hardly moving anything but your fingers while you diddle with words: it’s not what a normal person would call fun. It’s also a lonely job, and difficult, and awfully daunting. What if you sit down to write and nothing comes? Or what if you do manage to write something but no one likes it? Or what if, believing your worst critics, you begin to think that maybe you’re wasting your time, that you really are just a talentless hack?

To face down all the tedium and uncertainty of writing, we authors do what we can to make the work as painless as possible. For me, this means good air, good light, a comfortable chair. I write in my pajamas, in the morning, with lots of coffee. The building where I live was built in 1900 as a residence for retired priests, which strikes me as especially appropriate for what I do. It’s quiet here, with lots of wood and windows. I live on the second floor, and if I look up from my computer, I can see the tops of trees. I put on classical music while I work, and then — this is odd, I know — I’ll put in earplugs, too.

I like to surround myself with reminders of my travels: Turkish rugs, Indian prayer shawls, a Japanese tea chest, prints from Shanghai, pillows from Azerbaijan, carvings from Bali. My desk is an antique dining room table that came from England by way of a used furniture store in Hollywood. My favorite pen is an old German Pelikan I found in a bazaar in Istanbul. And I have my books, too, of course, all the ones I’ve read and the ones I’m going to. I think of them as my guides and protectors, good friends keeping me company while I write.

It’s all voodoo, I know. These furnishings are really just charms to ward off despair and invite inspiration. But when it works — and it does often enough — I’m rewarded with the best prize possible: that beautiful escape we all yearn for as writers and readers.

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George Bishop Jr., a Louisiana native, is the author of “Letter to My Daughter” (Ballantine Books, 2010) and “The Night of the Comet (Ballantine Books, 2013). In a past life, he starred as Murphy Gilcrease, the teenage vampire, in the 1988 New World Pictures release “Teen Vamp.”

At the festival, Bishop will moderate a panel discussion titled “Not Even Past: Southern History in Contemporary Fiction” Friday, March 21 at 4 p.m. in the Hotel Monteleone, Queen Anne Ballroom.

Tennessee Williams Festival 2014

I’m looking forward to moderating a panel next Friday at the Tennessee Williams Festival here in New Orleans. I’ll be talking with a wonderful and eclectic group of authors:
Bill Cheng, Kiese Laymon, Valerie Martin, and Kent Wascom.

More info here: Tennessee Williams Festival

And here’s Marlon Brando shouting “Hey, Stella!” in Mr. Williams’ “A Streetcar Named Desire”:

At City Lit Books, Chicago

Here I am at City Lit Books in Chicago, after a duo-reading with Christine Sneed (“Little Known Facts”). I forgot to take a photo during the event so I rushed back after dinner but the bookstore had closed.

I did do a reading there, though. Really I did.

City Lit Books

Thanks to City Lit owner Teresa Kirschbraun, super book-master Javier Ramirez, and author Christine Sneed for arranging the event.

Comet Cocktail No. 6 at Bryant’s Cocktail Lounge, Milwaukee

Comet Cocktail No. 6 comes from Milwaukee. My friends Laura Misco and Chris Screiber (who also happen to be husband and wife) took me out to Bryant’s Cocktail Lounge, named 2013’s Best Bar in America by Esquire magazine.

The bar was dim and ancient, as a good bar should be. Comet Cocktail No. 6, alas, was not one of the best. It involved, I think, Grand Marnier and Cointreau, and tasted a little like cough syrup. It’s the drink on the right in the photo:

Comet Cocktail No 6

The Pink Squirrel, on the other hand (the tall, frothy, pink one), made up for everything. I could drink a dozen of those. Cheers, Milwaukee! Cheers, Chris and Laura!

Laura and Chris

Laura (a fine writer) is always accompanied by that bright white light you see floating above her head. Very unusual.

Comet Cocktail No. 5 at Bouligny Tavern

Denise at Bouligny Tavern, uptown on Magazine Street in New Orleans, whipped up the frothiest and tastiest comet cocktail yet. Here’s Denise and her drink:

Denise and Cocktail

It’s made with 1 oz. of Ron Zacapa dark rum, 1 oz. of ruby port, 1/2 oz. lemon juice, 1/2 oz. of simple syrup, 1 eqq white, and club soda. It tasted almost like a root beer float, only a very delicious one.

The froth represents the head of the comet, the lemon peel the tail, the white layer in the middle are clouds, and the dark ruby layer at the bottom is the New Orleans night sky.

Here’s what it looks like half gone:

1:2 cocktail
Merci beaucoup, Denise!

One of the best things about Bouligny Tavern, by the way, besides the cool, dim, retro decor, is that the bartenders spin LPs on a stereo behind the bar. Tonight they played Paul Simon’s “Graceland,” Donovan’s “Greatest Hits,” and The Beatles “Rubber Soul.”

Carl Zeiss Planetarium Projector

The Carl Zeiss Planetarium Projector gets a cameo in THE NIGHT OF THE COMET. This is what it looks like. Kind of creepy, isn’t it?

Zeiss

The Theater of the Sky
Zeiss Projector, Adler Planetarium, Chicago
Date Unknown

“While the spectators sit comfortably below, as we see them here, the Planetarium, through an electric control board is caused to project upon the overarching vault an amazingly realistic representation of the pageant of the heavens.”

(Thanks to Will Amato’s FB page for this.)