July-August 2002
"Being Frank"
In August 2002, fresh from the
release of his fourth novel, Lucchesi and The Whale,
and a Duke Magazine feature chronicling his transition
from literary critic to fiction writer, English professor
Frank Lentricchia boarded a plane for a family vacation
in Maine. He was already getting the itch to write
again, but had not found his groove.
On the plane, he tinkered with a few opening sentences,
as his daughter, Maeve, then seven, looked on. "What
are you doing?" she asked. Working on another
novel, he told her. "Well," she said, sensing
that her dad needed some help, "why don't you
call it 'Lucchesi II?' "
On a manila folder, she sketched her idea of Lucchesi.
For the next two years, Lentricchia held on to the
folder, using it to store notes and thoughts as he
wrote The Book of Ruth, in effect, Lucchesi II.
Ruth is not exactly a conventional sequel. Lentricchia
has included two characters from the first book--the
vaguely autobiographical protagonist, writer Thomas
Lucchesi, and Ruth Cohen, who appeared briefly as a
flight attendant in a dream sequence in Lucchesi, but
who now, as a photographer and the writer's wife, shares
narration duties; otherwise the book takes off in new
directions.
Interlacing the narrative with flashbacks, the story
follows the couple from Utica, New York (Lentricchia's
hometown), to secluded "Ninth Lake" in upstate
New York, and eventually to Baghdad. Where Lucchesi
was an abstract musing--equal parts novel and lit crit
focusing heavily on the writer's own experience of
Moby-Dick--Ruth is more plot driven.
Drive him it did. With Baghdad as the story's ultimate
destination (Ruth goes there to photograph Saddam Hussein
for The New Yorker), Lentricchia tried to become intimate
with the city from afar, poring over books, diaries,
and news reports. He took voluminous notes, but, two-thirds
of the way done with the novel, realized that he could
not accurately convey the flavor of the city without
firsthand experience. Still, the prospect of going
to war-torn Baghdad was not especially appealing. To
get the feel of a Middle Eastern city, Lentricchia
spent two weeks in Cairo, "alone, wandering the
city," becoming conversant with its smells, its
sounds, its rhythms.
Lentricchia's travels do not end there. This semester,
he is in Florence, teaching a Duke course on classic
Italian art-film directors. "I'm going to teach
and absorb art. And, maybe if I'm lucky, I'll have
the idea for a novel."
--Jacob Dagger
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