[et_pb_section fb_built=”1″ _builder_version=”4.27.4″ _module_preset=”default” da_disable_devices=”off|off|off” global_colors_info=”{}” da_is_popup=”off” da_exit_intent=”off” da_has_close=”on” da_alt_close=”off” da_dark_close=”off” da_not_modal=”on” da_is_singular=”off” da_with_loader=”off” da_has_shadow=”on”][et_pb_row _builder_version=”4.27.4″ _module_preset=”default” global_colors_info=”{}”][et_pb_column type=”4_4″ _builder_version=”4.27.4″ _module_preset=”default” global_colors_info=”{}”][et_pb_text _builder_version=”4.27.4″ _module_preset=”default” text_font_size=”19px” text_line_height=”1.3em” global_colors_info=”{}”]<\/p>\n
15 March 2022<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=”4.27.4″ _module_preset=”default” text_font_size=”19px” text_line_height=”1.3em” link_font_size=”19px” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” sticky_enabled=”0″]<\/p>\n Lucy Caldwell is the award-winning author of three novels, several stage plays and radio dramas, two collections of short stories: Multitudes<\/em><\/a> (Faber, 2016) and Intimacies<\/em><\/a> (Faber, 2021). Her most recent novel, These Days<\/em><\/a> is published by Faber in March 2022.<\/p>\n Lucy has won numerous awards including the Rooney Prize for Irish Literature, the Irish Writers’ and Screenwriters’ Guilt Award, the Commonwealth Writers’ Award (Canada and Europe) and many more. She is also the editor of Being Various: New Irish Short Stories<\/em> (Faber, 2019).<\/p>\n You can find These Days<\/em> and other titles written by Lucy on the Suffolk Community Libraries catalogue<\/a>.<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=”4.27.4″ _module_preset=”default” text_font_size=”19px” text_line_height=”1.3em” link_font_size=”19px” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” sticky_enabled=”0″] <\/p>\n Who were your heroes as you were growing up and when did you first start to write?<\/strong><\/p>\n I didn\u2019t have heroes: I had my sisters. There are three of us, all very close in age, and we lived for a lot of our time in imaginary worlds that unfurled over years and years. Sometimes we\u2019d write them down in \u2018books\u2019 of folded-over pages, or pages that my dad would bind to look like actual books. Sometimes we\u2019d act them out with toys or dolls or Lego figures, or we\u2019d play-act them ourselves. Sometimes we\u2019d make pacts to meet up in our dreams and carry on the adventures. But I\u2019ve never not done it, and in many ways I\u2019ve just never stopped.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Can you tell Suffolk readers a little about These Days<\/strong><\/em><\/a>?<\/strong><\/p>\n It\u2019s set during the Belfast Blitz of April – May 1941, which caused great devastation and mass casualties, and which people did not think the city could ever come back from. It follows a fictional family through the four nights of aerial raids, but it takes in real people and real experience, too. It came as such a shock to me to discover how little fiction there is written about the Belfast Blitz.<\/p>\n Your readers might be familiar with Brian Moore\u2019s brilliant The Emperor of Ice-Cream<\/em><\/a>, recently reissued, in fact, by Turnpike Press \u2013 but there\u2019s almost nothing else, as if the later versions of the bombed-out city obliterated that version of it.<\/p>\n But it\u2019s still just about within living memory, and one of the best things about writing it was gathering real stories. It takes its epigraph from a line by Louis MacNeice: \u201cThese days, though lost, will be all our days\u201d, words which seem to resonate with what it means to live through the Troubles, or Covid, or even \u2013 as I type this \u2013 the horrendous news of the war in Ukraine. It\u2019s about ordinary people in extraordinary times, it\u2019s about love, and resilience, and most of all about hope, I think.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n We are familiar with your short stories novels and plays. Did it feel like a new challenge to tackle historical fiction and the Belfast blitz of 1941?<\/strong><\/p>\n It\u2019s a novel I never imagined I\u2019d write \u2013 I\u2019ve never written historical fiction before \u2013 but I loved it. I loved the research, which for me is often one of the most enjoyable stages of writing something, the licence to read widely, freely, closely, learning things, making notes, not quite knowing what it is that you\u2019re looking for, the one tiny detail that you can use to bring a world alive. I loved the technical, linguistic challenge of it, combing through diaries and novels from the period, noting that Virginia Woolf says not \u2018mirror\u2019 but \u2018looking glass\u2019, that Elizabeth Bowen says \u2018wristwatch\u2019, that Doreen Bates calls her matching skirt and jacket not her \u2018outfit\u2019 but her \u2018costume\u2019, getting the balance in my own prose between a sense of authenticity and parody.<\/p>\n Most of all I loved speaking to real people who had lived through the Blitz \u2013 some as children, and one woman in the year of her 103rd birthday, who had been posted to Belfast to work with Fighter Command. Gathering and saving and using their memories felt so precious as Covid swept in. But even when you\u2019re writing historical fiction, you\u2019re always writing about our own times \u2013 the film Amadeus tells us as much about the 1980s as it does about Mozart \u2013 and for me, plotting my characters\u2019 paths through the April-May of 1941, as we were in that terrifying and unprecedented lockdown, was a way to contain and reflect on our days, too.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n In interviews you have spoken about hearing rhythms of speech in your head then sitting down to write. At what point in the creative process does this come to you and does it change from book to book?<\/strong><\/p>\n That\u2019s right: I never write until I can hear it. I thought about my short story \u201cAll the People Were Mean and Bad\u201d for more than a year before I wrote a word of it, and as soon as I realised that the tone needed to be one of elegy, and as soon as I could hear that tone, I wrote it in two days. If a piece is more character-driven, I\u2019ll often go through large parts of my days half day-dreaming, letting the character talk in my head, just listening in, until I feel I know them well enough to start writing.<\/p>\n The indication that it\u2019s happening is when I keep getting out my phone to type snatches of conversation down \u2013 that feeling that it\u2019s coming to the surface. It\u2019s something you don\u2019t have much conscious control over, but it\u2019s always a reminder that day-dreaming, gazing out of a window, walking aimlessly, is so important, especially when the impulse can be to reach for your phone, for Twitter or whatever, out of boredom.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n It’s probably something none of us reading this will ever experience but what is it like as an author to hear characters speaking your words on stage?<\/strong><\/p>\n During the workshop of my first professional play, Leaves, we had a formidable Irish actress, Brid Brennan, who kept tripping up on one particular line. I asked her what the matter was, and she said she thought there was one syllable too many. I reworked the line \u2013 and it sang. Having people embody your words so seriously and attentively is incredible, though at times the scrutiny makes you so self-conscious, you don\u2019t know how you\u2019ll ever write again.<\/p>\n Watching actors on stage makes you conscious of how you\u2019re only ever writing the blueprint for something, because they bring so much of themselves to the words, and they make the words alive \u2013 the whole meaning of a scene can shift and change from one performance to the next in ways that you weren\u2019t even fully conscious of, when you were writing. I have never cried writing my own plays, because I find you\u2019re too absorbed technically in making it work, but I have cried so often at actors on stage. It\u2019s a kind of magic. It\u2019s also terrifying, but if that appeals to you, even getting some willing friends to read your words aloud is a start.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Is there anything you can share with us about your latest project?<\/strong><\/p>\n After finishing These Days<\/em>, I felt completely eviscerated \u2013 like someone had hollowed out my guts with something as cold and blunt as an ice-cream scoop. There was just nothing left. Maybe that\u2019s Covid, too \u2013 all of us at the limits of our reservoirs of resilience. But I just had nothing left to give \u2013 couldn\u2019t even imagine having the capacity to write anything.<\/p>\n For a whole year, then a year and a half, I wrote nothing. It has been hard not to panic that it will never come back. But I\u2019ve written two new short stories in recent months, and I\u2019m working on a very exciting commission where I\u2019m paired with a physicist specialising in dark matter \u2013 so watch this (anti) space.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n One book, piece of music or work of art that everyone should experience?<\/strong><\/p>\n I don\u2019t think there are any \u2018shoulds\u2019. I don\u2019t like guilt or shame, either, for things we haven\u2019t or \u2018should have\u2019 read. I like to think you encounter works of art at the right moment for you. I read barely any Virginia Woolf until my late twenties, and I am so relieved I didn\u2019t, because I don\u2019t think I would have understood her in the way I do now.<\/p>\n On the other hand, I am so glad I read early Lorrie Moore in my very early twenties, because it spoke to me-then in all the right ways. I\u2019m always thrilled to find someone who has read and loved, say, Susan Cooper\u2019s The Dark is Rising<\/em><\/a> quintet or Louis MacNeice\u2019s Autumn Journal<\/em><\/a>, but part of the thrill comes from the fact of being secret worshippers.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n What is the best piece of advice you were ever given?<\/strong><\/p>\n In life, Always buy your round<\/em> (my dad).<\/p>\n On writing, Spend it all, shoot it, play it, lose it, right away, every time. Something more will arise for later, something better<\/em>. These things fill from behind, from beneath, like well water<\/em> (Annie Dillard).<\/p>\n Maybe what they both share is a sort of generosity. What we give to the world, good and ill, comes back manifold. That\u2019s the advice of so many stories, so many folk traditions. I do believe that.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Can you tell us one thing about yourself that your readers may not know?<\/strong><\/p>\n I have never read the whole of Ulysses straight through, which has been awkward in this centenary year, but even as I\u2019m tempted to say, shh, please don\u2019t tell anyone else, I remember my own answer to question 7\u2026[\/et_pb_text][et_pb_divider _builder_version=”4.27.4″ _module_preset=”default” global_colors_info=”{}”][\/et_pb_divider][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Award-winning author Lucy Caldwell talks to us about her latest novel ‘These Days’ and shares with us the best advice she’s ever been given.<\/p>","protected":false},"author":13,"featured_media":46912,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"_et_pb_use_builder":"on","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[139],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-46911","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-meet-the-author"],"acf":[],"yoast_head":"\n