Charlie Price
"Mental illness and addiction and writing—don't they go together? Seems like a perfect fit to me," says Charlie Price when asked how the idea for Dead Connection (Roaring Brook/Brodie, May) came about. His debut novel, which revolves around the disappearance of a high school cheerleader, is peopled with characters from society's fringes: a borderline psychotic 22-year-old, who may have seen the cheerleader leaving school the day of her disappearance; an alcoholic cop; a loner teen who spends his days in the local cemetery communicating with dead children.
In his years of working with kids in at-risk schools, mental institutions and psychiatric hospitals, Price has developed a great deal of compassion for such people—which comes through in the full-blooded portraits of his wildly diverse characters. Price's interest in such characters began when, shortly after his graduation from Stanford, he went to work in Bedford-Stuyvesant in 1968 with at-risk kids, in a program financed by Union Carbide. "At that time, everyone was smothering from heroin," he recalls. Price says that he "met so many amazing kids and families with powerful stories, powerful issues."
Price had dabbled in writing for years, including a story set during the Dust Bowl. But three events converged for Price in the creation of the plot for Dead Connection. Price and his wife, Joanie Pechanec, have a house on a river in Dunsmuir, Calif., where he fly fishes. "One afternoon I was walking through the [nearby] cemetery, and I noticed how many children were in there. I found myself looking at the inscriptions and feeling some kind of connection to these long-dead children."
After a teenage girl the same age as his daughter, Jessica (who is now 23), was kidnapped in Price's community, the author started thinking about what it would be like to be her parent. A few years later he drafted a manuscript about an alienated boy who couldn't function socially and who took refuge in the cemetery. "The idea of the boy and the graveyard and the missing girl came together for me," he explains.
Author and friend Chris Crutcher helped to make the connection between Price and Roaring Brook editor Deborah Brodie. The two men met in the mid-1970s in Oakland, Calif., at a school for at-risk kids. According to Price, Crutcher told him, "If you'll make the effort to [write], I'll give you some names." Price, now 60, mailed out the manuscript to Brodie and, after a month had gone by, he sat at his desk thinking, "You foolish old man, how could you think you'd be a writer? Why didn't you just buy a red convertible?"
A couple of weeks later, however, he received a message from Brodie saying she'd like to publish the book. "Working with Deborah is like going to graduate school in literature," says Price. "She sees what I'd like to do even when I don't see it."
The author and editor are at work on a second novel, tentatively called The Lizard People, about a boy whose psychotic mother shows up at his school, and who meets an unusual peer at his mother's psychiatric hospital who seems to know too much about his life. "I wanted to talk about mental illness, future possibilities, and the world you enter when you're connected in any way with the psychotic process," Price says.
The author makes his living as a consultant, often teaming up with his wife, a psychotherapist. Recent assignments range from a week's reflection with an S&P 500 company, to a talk covering ways to ameliorate pain along with medication for addicts. With his sporadic schedule, he finds a daily writing routine difficult. Instead, he blocks out two or three days at a time. He describes his process as akin to a dog circling before it can lie down. "I may circle until 4:00 in the afternoon, then write for the next six hours." His "office" sounds idyllic: he took the walls off the garage, and writes from there. "I can look at the river and watch the insects hatch and the fish jump, and I can write on and off all day long with the river music in the background."
Price genuinely seems to enjoy the creative process as much as completing the book. Perhaps that's no surprise, coming from a fly fisherman. "Most of the pleasure is about wading in the water, the smell of the stream, the pressure of the water. The brook more than the fish."—Jennifer M. Brown
BIO (Courtesy of the Dead Connection website and Adams Literary)
“I was walking in an old cemetery by a river in Northern California and found myself reading the inscriptions on graves. Many children had perished around the turn of the last century in a flu epidemic. The parents had hired stone masons to carve more elaborate inscriptions than I expected to see. I kept imagining the people in the inscriptions.
“Two years later, I wrote a story about a boy who was alienated from school and home, and found a cemetery to be a comforting sanctuary. The more time he spent, the closer he felt to the dead. I combined that story with an event from my community that had troubled me for several years. Murray, Pearl, Janochek, Mr. Robert Barry Compton, Deputy Gates, and Officer Billup began to speak to me.
“I was raised in Colorado and Montana, and I lived in Italy, New York City, Oakland, and Mexico before settling in Northern California. After I graduated from Stanford in the early 1960’s, I had a dual career in education and mental health. Working in a variety of schools and hospitals, I grew to deeply admire the courage of those who lived and worked with mental illness on a daily basis. I admired the young people I came to know—their triumphs, as well as the valiant way they dealt with hardships and failures.
“I am married to a lovely woman who has surpassed my dreams for the past thirty years. Moreover, I hereby attest and confirm that my daughter, Jessica Rose, is always right. Unfortunately, as she will be the first to tell you, I am not of sound mind.”
Charlie Price
Charlie Price, in addition to writing and working with therapeutic groups, is a trainer, an executive coach, and a consultant who conducts business workshops and troubleshoots for private and public agencies. He is an avid reader, a pretty fair free-throw shooter, and a hopelessly addicted fly fisherman.
He has had a 30-something year career in education and therapeutic recreation. He has been a program director and clinical supervisor in psychiatric hospitals, a teacher and academic dean in many private school settings from Head Start to graduate seminars. He began in 1968 by working with high school dropouts in Bedford Stuyvesant. Now he writes and consults with private and public agencies in the areas of leadership and morale.
Charlie writes to better think about the mystery of living. He writes for fun. He writes to wrestle with conundrums that puzzle him.
Where Charlie's life is leading is anyone's guess, but his next life is crystal clear. He will be thinner and taller. He will also be very patient and generous and will not be in any way rigid or opinionated. His wife will still be his greatest love and teacher, his daughter his greatest delight. Both will appreciate his understated humility. Serenity will be his middle name.
PHOTO CREDIT (below): Bonnie Belle
Years ago, during my work in at-risk schools and psych hospitals, I heard a story of a brother and sister and their secret home life that deeply troubled me. In that kind of work you hear some disturbing stories, but this one really got under my skin and I began to imagine what it would be like to live under those conditions on a daily basis. Further, how that would play out for the entire family, and still further, the surrounding community. That rumination became the inspiration for The Interrogation of Gabriel James.
When a family is twisted, the members often feel powerless at home, and instead, act out their rage and frustration in some way in their neighborhood, or in their town. Or maybe they keep it under wraps, hide it as a child and teenager, and it bursts out later in criminal behavior or mental illness or alcohol and drug addiction. I wanted to work with my feelings about this situation, so I wrote a story about the girl and the boy who discovered what was happening in her house.
I read that to my writing group and, after that evening, put the story in a file and expected to be done with it. A couple of years after that, life circumstance (translation: I got in a huge disagreement with the owner of the school where I was Academic Dean and he fired me.) gave me the opportunity (translation: six months of unemployment checks) and encouragement (translation: Chris Crutcher, my old at-risk school Director and the hugely talented author of several young adult books like Staying Fat for Sarah Burns, told me I should write a book since I had wanted to for years).
My wife was fully behind the idea (translation: willing to continue her work as a psychotherapist and help support our family) so, like many first time authors do, I wrote a book about my own coming of age and starting shopping it to agents. While I was waiting I had time to keep writing and there had been another story that kept troubling me, the disappearance of a girl my daughter’s age in our community. Gone, after a day at high school, never seen again. Did she get a ride with someone that kidnapped her? What did the person do with her body? An awful story. I began to write about that, hoping to get it out of my system.
That story grew into my first published book, Dead Connection. While that was being revised, I thought about what I would write next, remembered the brother and sister and their difficult home life, unearthed the story, and wrote the first version of The Interrogation of Gabriel James.
I set the book in Billings not only because I grew up there, but because I knew the city had become a national symbol for rejecting racism and hate crimes with the “Not In Our Town” movement in the early nineties and has continued to the present day. When I had moved to Billings from the South in the 5th grade, I had been astounded to hear Indians sometimes described with the same terms that had been applied to African-Americans. I was struck at how fluid racism was, geographically. Just pick your local minority and give them negative qualities. So racism was based on fear and ignorance with no necessary experience or interpersonal contact.
I wanted to include that situation in the book and developed the character of Danny Two Bull, a runner from Crow Agency, who had come to the much larger high school in Billings to run against the best competition in the state and win. I knew that would make him a hero for many and a target for some.
Finally, I wanted to include a character with a mental illness who possessed qualities both admirable and humorous. Durmond Williams, patterned after men I met working at the county psych unit, was a dumpster diver with a hundred scams, an irrepressible spirit – the rhyming prince of street warriors.
I fleshed out the cast of characters: Gabe – the tenacious boy who uncovers the secret, his cross country teammates, his girlfriends, his mother, the mentally ill and staff of the local community center, the local law officers, and so on. I showed the book to a publishing professional and the person said, “this is four books, way too complicated, cut it.”
Over the next three years I wrote two new books and about 12 complete versions of The Interrogation of Gabriel James from different points of view. The one from the brother, Doctor Death, was upsetting, unsettling to me as I wrote and I stopped before I finished. I couldn’t stand even imagining living in his world. Fortunately for me about three years ago I had an idea that changed the form of the book. What if I could start at the end, the aftermath, and convey the events that followed the deaths from the point of view of a police interrogation. Two months of action would be collapsed into one day! I was actually hopping (you can ask my wife) with the excitement of the challenge. Of course I didn’t realize what it would take to literally shuffle the story like you would a deck of cards and then rearrange the cards in suits so in the end the reader would get all the information in a comprehensible package. Sheesh. Never again?
At finish, I wound up with a book that thrilled me, that I was finally proud to offer as The Interrogation of Gabriel James.