The lovely indie store TidePool Bookshop in Worcester kindly provided me the opportunity to chat about Louie on the Rocks with longtime journalist and former opinion editor of the Worcester Telegram & Gazette, Tony Simollardes.
Tony also reflected on his Clark University writing students’ reactions to various Louie threads as I’d spoken with his class earlier in the semester. One poignant question one of his students asked asked made me realize something. Beyond the obvious connection between the deceased mother, Helen, in the novel, and my own mom who passed away in 2014. I realized that, perhaps, I was trying to imagine having conversations with my mother about the events of the day through the Helen character. (My mom would’ve been epically peeved by everything that’s been happening, just like Helen.)
I enjoyed a substantive discussion with the folks at Southborough Public Library about political divisions in families during the Trump era, as well as how to deal with aging parents who make decisions that negatively affect their health and/or their finances, major themes explored in Louie on the Rocks.
Prior to the Q&A, I gave a 20-minute speech about the impact of our intense political divisions on not just our families but on our local communities as well. Here’s an excerpt:
My Louie character is a proxy for MAGA voters who see the world in which they grew up transformed into something they don’t recognize. Louie was a blue-collar worker who never went to college but who married and put his daughter through school. He thinks the world has left him behind and he’s angry about that. He lashes out against things that challenge his world view, that make him feel insecure, that make him feel less-than.
Helen represents that middle-of-the-road person who wants to love and stand by Louie for the wonderful things he’s done, but who also chastises him for the homophobic things he says and for supporting a candidate whom she believes spouts hatred.
The Lulu character is a proxy for progressive voters who just want to be free to live their own lives. They don’t understand why who they love or what kinds of food they choose to eat triggers some people. Lulu’s anger that her mother failed to cut Louie out of her life because of the hatred he espoused, echoes the feelings of a large portion of Democratic voters, particularly younger ones.
We’ve divided ourselves into camps. The MAGA camp, the anti-Trump camp. The pro-ICE immigration raids, the anti-immigration raids. …
There seems to be no common ground any longer, no place to stand where someone isn’t hurling names at you. There seems to be no way for people to calmly discuss issues without the discussion sinking into black-and-white terms.
We’ve been pushed into these camps as a response to the success of the MAGA movement and its leader. Their successful tactics – using anger, resentment, demonization, the it’s-us-or-them – have been co-opted across the world.
I appreciated seeing friends and neighbors — and even my state representative! — in the audience, along with members of the Friends of the Southborough Public Library. Public libraries are our gems!
On the week when we mark World MS Day, RealTalk MS host Jon Strum and I chatted about my new anthology of MS patient stories, about the power of advocacy for patients who often feel powerless in the face of their illness, and about trying to come to terms with the uncertainty that is the multiple sclerosis diagnosis.
Meanwhile, The Culture Buzz host John Busbee and I discussed my inadvertently of-the-moment novel, Louie on the Rocks, a vodka-soaked tale about an estranged father-daughter duo on opposite ends of the political spectrum.
I appreciate the spotlight these two folks put on my latest creations.
My UMass-Amherst roomie and bestie, Gayle Long Carvalho, showed us her English teacher side by asking insightful and probing questions about Louie’s many themes ranging from generational divisions and understanding the mindset of the lead character as a proxy for MAGA voters, to being the adult child of a parent who isn’t acting in his own best interest and what happens when one spouse in a long marriage dies and leaves behind someone who doesn’t know how to pay the bills.
Gayle was, in two words: rock star.
The lovely crowd boasted friends from Southborough, UMass, and even an MFA student of mine from the Bay Path University MFA creative nonfiction program who I met in the flesh for the very first time. Thanks to all who took the time out of your day to chat with us.
Reuniting with deeply-admired colleagues is always a joy. Reuniting with colleagues who leave you feeling like a rock star is utterly fabulous.
Such was my feeling after Suzanne Strempek Shea — my former newspaper colleague, writing mentor and fellow MFA creative nonfiction writing instructor — interviewed me for a book talk about my novel, Louie on the Rocks, at the Odyssey Bookshop in South Hadley. Suzanne has an uncanny ability of asking incisive questions that frequently give me pause and make me wonder why I’ve never thought of that particular angle before.
Our back-and-forth, as well as the questions from attendees, focused a great deal on the subjects of my vacillating between different writing genres, and how I rendered on the page an authentic depiction of people who hold different political beliefs than I hold. That’s a question I’m getting a lot. It’s no secret that I’m adamantly opposed to all things MAGA and what’s happening under the Trump administration, but when I was developing the character of Louie Francis, I placed my personal politics inside a box and shoved aside. My charge was to create a fully-developed character and figure out how he thought. Additionally, I wanted to illustrate that, in spite of our currently polarized climate, Louie wasn’t and shouldn’t be perceived as just one thing, as just a MAGA dude. He was a good and supportive husband, a loving son-in-law, a reliable employee, and a respected volunteer in his community. Writing Louie required me to think more fulsomely about the layers and texture of his life, not simply through the lens of his politics.
Afterward during the book signing portion, I had the chance to chat with folks and was thrilled to see my very first friend in my hometown of West Springfield there in attendance — Gina! — as well as two pals from my UMass-Amherst days. And the support from the Bay Path University MFA in Creative Nonfiction community, wow, it made me feel blessed. In addition to Suzanne, there was her husband Tommy Shea (who mentored me when I was a young newspaper reporter), former MFA director Leanna James Blackwell, and Anne Pinkerton, with whom I had classes when I earned my own MFA from Bay Path.
It was a fraught and contentious atmosphere in which to be visiting the Hill. A few of our volunteer MS Activists — many of whom have MS themselves — reported being met with disrespectful staffers, including one who complained that he was “tired of all the lies” when it came to their Medicaid pitch.
During the training portion of our conference, MS Society volunteers heard from Evan Conant, a full-time employed husband whose wife has severe MS to the point where she needs round-the-clock care in their home. They have private health insurance through his work, but were shelling out over $70,000 annually for her care, which he said was financially unsustainable. They learned of a Medicaid waiver program which enables people who demonstrate tremendous need to be able to pay monthly premiums (if your state allows it) in order to get assistance with medical costs. In Conant’s case, after three years of rigorous vetting, he said his family was allowed to buy into the program to provide four hours of health aide coverage so he could continue working and his wife was safe in their home. This is the kind of story that was met with disregard for some folks (as examples of “waste, fraud, and abuse in the system”), whereas, historically, MS Activists have said, they’ve been warmly welcomed by lawmakers because multiple sclerosis issues, and the MS Society as a whole, are nonpartisan.
However my Massachusetts crew (pictured in the photos above), was fortunate in that all of our meetings — with US Senator Elizabeth Warren and Ed Markey’s staffers, as well as with congressional staffers from our various districts — went well. Staffers were uniformly understanding and kind, even if some were palpably stressed by what’s currently transpiring in Washington, D.C.
Will volunteer MS patients speaking up for MS research help? I know that without prior medical research into possible MS treatments, the medicines upon which I rely to cope with my MS symptoms and to prevent more spinal and brain lesions from forming would likely have NOT been developed. My life could look much different. Who knows if I’d be working, or writing, or volunteering. And for working folks whose MS is severe and requires services they can’t afford, sharing their stories with people who control the funding mechanisms of government, could, perhaps move a person or two. Sometimes, that’s all you need.
Advocating for policies and laws needed by those with chronic illnesses, like MS, is a subject I cover in my forthcoming book,Uncomfortably Numb 2 (available for pre-order). This is a relatively recent (since 2022) endeavor for me, this advocating business, but it’s left me feeling as though, even though I can’t control my what ultimately happens with my MS, I can use my voice to try to make the world a bit better for people with chronic illnesses. It also makes me feel less alone in the fight. We’re stronger, the saying goes, when we fight together.
The Springfield Republican, the newspaper for which I used to work — in its Westfield bureau covering the hill towns as well as Southwick, Massachusetts, and in its Springfield office while covering West Springfield — graced me with a story about Louie on the Rocks which explored the political polarization which stressed and already-fragile father-daughter relationship that was on the edge of complete rupture.
It also gave a shout-out to the March 6, 7 p.m. book event I have slated in western Massachusetts, in South Hadley’s Odyssey Bookshop with one of my beloved former newsroom colleagues: Suzanne Strempek Shea, who’ll be in conversation with me at the event.
Included among the attendees were MFA in creative nonfiction students of mine from Bay Path, as well as a dear friend from my Massachusetts hometown, and even a relative from the Philly area.
It was a meaty conversation and no, I didn’t spend most of the time looking like I was casting a Harry Potteresque spell that the still image above might suggest. A review of the video, however, shows me how much I use my hands when I talk.
The Washington Independent Review of Books gave kudos to Louie on the Rocks in a recent review saying, “With sharp, clear prose and a grounded tone, [O’Brien] captures a fascinating snapshot of American dysfunction in the Trump era.”
The review concludes this way:
“For readers of all political stripes, much of Louie on the Rocks will likely feel familiar. Lulu groans at the cruel memes and insults her father posts on Facebook, a platform that thrives on discord and hatefulness. Louie doesn’t see a problem. It’s easy to imagine this book one day — when MAGA inevitably recedes — being categorized as a simple, occasionally over-the-top satire. Future readers, laughing at the absurdity it portrays, may not understand just how true to life it is.”
Meredith OBrien 