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Author Percival Everett is having his moment, and Exile in Bookville gave us a chance to meet him up close and personal, part of the bookstore’s ongoing Authors on Tap series at the lovely Studebaker Theater in Chicago.

Everett is the author of “Erasure,” which was adapted for the Oscar winning movie “American Fiction” starring Jeffrey Wright of the “Westworld” streaming series. After watching “American Fiction,” a send-up of book publishing in general and the particular challenges Black writers face, I ran out and bought “Erasure,” devouring it quickly.

Everett specializes in irony, and the book is immensely funny—the story line follows an author not unlike Everett himself (a literature professor, wood craftsman, fly fisherman) who is nonplussed by having his works shelved under Black authors, and by being far outpaced in sales by Black writers whose works focus on the struggles of ghetto life—like catnip for many White book buyers.

In “Erasure” (and the movie adaptation) he adopts a pen-name, then dashes off in just week, a parody of such books, “My Pafology,” which his agent quickly sells for a six-figure advance, and soon after a multi-million dollar movie option. There is an incredible irony in that Everett’s real-life experience is mirroring this, giving an extra level of meta-quality to the original work.

After reading “Erasure,” I picked up his short-story collection, “Damned If I Do,” and now I am a full-fledged fan.

Everett’s appearance at Exile in Bookville’s Authors on Tap coincides with the publication of “James,” a retelling of “Huckleberry Finn” from the slave Jim’s point of view, already receiving wide acclaim. And fitting, because as we learned at the event, Twain is among Everett’s favorite authors.
The audience might have expected Everett to read a bit from this or another of his more than 30 books. But no, Everett doesn’t do readings And he doesn’t sign books for devotees lining up at tables. (One could purchase pre-signed copies, so I bought “I Am Not Sidney Poitier,” said to be his funniest book.)

Everett is also considered a challenging interview, so his author colleague Gabriel Bump had his work cut out for him. Bump finessed Everett’s disinclinations by doing brief readings himself of provocative passages from a selection of books. And he asked the right questions, provoking Everett to speak entertainingly, and with great humor, and clarity.

Much of the conversation centered on the art of writing, and the author's experience in publishing. “I write fiction to make a living, which is itself ample evidence of mental deficiency, so to come to me for any direction in life?” Why does he write? “That’s the way addiction works,” he said to great laughter.

His first three books were with large houses: Viking (“I didn’t like the idea of finally being published—by Mobile Oil,” the owner); then Hyperion, a unit of Disney, which he didn’t care for.

Everett published with Grey Wolf for 29 years and gained something of a cult following. His long-time agent (“She was five feet tall in all directions and her voice was hoarse from whiskey and cigarettes”) advised him, “If you moved houses, you would make more money. She was right,” he said, and with Doubleday (“the publicists are slightly more fanatical and insane”) came the newest work, “James.”

Everett greatly appreciates Mark Twain’s classic, which is a product of its time in some of the objectionable language (by today’s standards) but was the first popular work to begin to humanize a Black slave character. .“That’s the beauty of Huck Finn: an adolescent representing young America, wandering through the landscape.” But Everett says his retelling in “James” examines more fully who Twain’s character Jim is. “It’s not about slavery. It’s about an enslaved person.” And this same quality is what is so compelling in Everett’s writing.

After the two authors finished their conversation, the audience could line up at a microphone, and Everett fielded questions. As to Everett’s daily routine for writing, he works in small bursts, but continuously, sometimes disappearing down rabbit holes of inquiry only loosely tied to the manuscript in hand.

“I work all the time, and I don’t work at all. I feel like the laziest person in the world.” His craftsmanship in woodworking and tying fly fishing lures inform his approach. “I’m not a perfectionist,” Everett says. “You have to be satisfied that nothing will be perfect.”

He commented that he does not worry while writing his works during writing or after publication, for that matter.
“I don’t really feel stress,” Everett says His “friends who are authors feel stress, and it gets in the way.” Once a book is published, he is on to the next, driving the book out of his life like a bear cub entering the world. “I call it the mother bear school of art.”

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