How to pronounce Louise Erdrich: er-drik (means rich earth)
A Conversation with Louise Erdrich
Q. Your novel The Last Report on the Miracles at Little No Horse
is the story of Father Damien Modeste and it spans from 1912 to the present.
A. 1911 or 1912, yes. It then moves forward to nearly the present. But it also includes some history of characters and those histories occur before the turn of the last century. It spans the emotional and historical landscape of my previous books as well and, I hope, brings them into some sort of focus or sheds new light on some of the characters's secrets. And of course it brings one character, Father Damien, who was a minor contributor to the book Tracks, into his/her own.
Q. Everything in the novel -- from people to places to the very landscapes -- seems to exist between two extremes. Damien is Agnes. Leopolda is somewhere between sainthood and acts of cavalier cruelty. Even the bank robber is called The Actor. There is almost a Manichaean split between things. And rather than being an expose on hypocrisy, it's more that these are the necessary tools of survival in a way.
A. I don't interpret what I write so it's interesting to hear it put in a way that makes it seem planned and intelligent. I write so much on instinct that I'm enthralled when I hear the word Manichaean to describe what my characters just do. Agnes becomes a priest through an act of revelation. She doesn't become a priest out of calculation. For her it's a revolution of the spirit. It is meant to be. For her, everything that has happened to her up to that point has drawn her toward the moment in which she makes the decision to go into the priesthood. She's carried by the flood of her being into this priest's garments. From then on, she makes the choice every day. She grows in a spiritual way -- but she also inhabits almost another body and it becomes natural to her. By the end, she doesn't think of herself as anything else in the outside world but a priest and yet within herself, continues to exist in her own persona. And there is always that question: are the personae that we deliver to the world intrinsic to us or have we assumed them the way The Actor assumes his roles in the first chapter of the book?
Q. There is almost no difference in the book between the sacred and the profane. You know Agnes, before she's even Agnes, while she's a young novitiate. And she plays the piano. And she's transported by Chopin who you describe, I must say at one point, as being a "pierogi snarfer," which I think is a first for a description of Chopin.
A. Yes, but that's much later and the devil is describing him in that way. In the beginning, Chopin is her angelic lover. She is physically initiated by the marvel of the emotion that he has hidden in his music for her to discover. Later, she loses her musical ability and forgets why her hands move. Then it comes back to her. Chopin's music returns to her with all the solace of an internal caretaker and a lover. Which I think music is for many of us. It is something that we can return to again and again throughout our lives and it never ceases to comfort.
Q. It's what carries her away from the absolute desolation of her old life, she climbs on top of her piano and she floats away to her new life.
A. That was the image that first started me writing the book. It was this picture of a woman in a billowing white nightgown moving off into the flood. She was captured on the lid of a piano. She was wearing the treble clef of a nightgown and riding into the flood. The first part of this book was actually written during a tremendous flood that occurred in North Dakota, and, I think, captured the attention of many people because it was so devastating and so unexpected. The river along which I grew up is rather innocuous most of the time but then it can suddenly swell to immense proportions. That's what happens in the beginning of this book.
Q. You've written, in many ways, a book about faith. But it is also a very erotic book.
A. I believe that faith is erotic in the sense that our yearning is toward union, toward the absolute. Toward a transcendence -- not of the body -- but of all of the concerns that grab us from every side from day to day. Transcendence of the ordinary or an acceptance -- a love of the ordinary part of faith. So I interpret erotic to be a much more inclusive and embracing word than say purely sexual.
Q. In terms of writing a character that vacillates between the male and the female so organically, how was that for you as a writer?
A. I'm surprised to say that it was not a difficulty. Maybe that is because I think we all do vacillate between male and female in some ways. I have no idea how it affects the reader. But for me the only difficulty was that for a while in the writing of it I had Agnes change dramatically. First she was Agnes and then she was Father Damien and there was a great divide in the book. But it didn't seem to work and I couldn't admit to Agnes being lost. It didn't seem realistic. It seemed as though a person who was able to be this consummate actor -- so skilled that she inhabited entirely the role that she was playing -- that did not mean changing oneself. It would mean incorporating every skill in order to enlarge oneself so that she became two people. She became twice the person she was.
Q. Near the very end of the book there is a sly reference about a local writer who has been intercepting Father Damien's reports to the Pope.
A. All of these reports that have been sent off to Rome -- because Father Damien doesn't want to talk too frankly to the local bishop because of course that would blow everything. And someone has been sending these reports up for years to the Pope -- really being the closest person to God. Originally the whole purpose of the book was different. I wanted to somehow explain how this writer, me, came into the possession of all these first person accounts belonging to all these other people. These outrageous voices, the confessions in Love Medicine and Tracks. It's a way of explaining to myself where the books originated because I don't understand it. I don't understand why suddenly I begin to think in a certain voice and the writing comes out in a certain voice. And some little flare of an image suggests a certain story. It's a process that is mysterious to me. I originally began forming the idea of this novel as a way of explaining my role as a writer -- I must have somehow appropriated dozens of confessions of people I've never met or known.
Q. That's not some kind of admission that you've been jimmying the lock on the archdiocese mailbox all these years.
A. That too perhaps. Why don't I just leave this as a question mark?
Unless otherwise stated, this interview was conducted at the time the book was first published, and is reproduced with permission of the publisher. This interview may not be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the copyright holder.
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