The TV binge continues. Yes, it’s sad, although probably better than the equivalent in ice cream or heroin.
I know I promised a DOWNTON ABBEY dish, and believe me, it’s coming, but I’ve got something else on my mind this week.
FRIDAY NIGHT LIGHTS.
Do you all know this show? (I lived in the South for five years and never learned to fully say y’all. I think because I know my mother would kill me if I ever did it in her presence. Even if it does make absolute sense grammatically.)
I’ve been meaning to watch FRIDAY for ages because I thought the non-fiction book on which it’s based was just so incredibly excellent, and I’ve heard so much about the show, created by the amazing Peter Berg, and there’s also, well, Kyle Chandler. (And on the jailbait end of the spectrum, although at the time of the show he was an adult pro hockey player so it’s actually NOT a felony to look at him – Taylor Kitsch.)
And I finally just started on it, which was a HUGE mistake, because there are FIVE SEASONS of this thing.Who in the world has time for five seasons of anything?
But first game – I mean, first show – I was just hooked.
I had lunch with a friend this week and was raving about it and he looked at me askance and said something to the effect of “Okay, I know it’s great writing and all that, but sports fan that I am – even I couldn’t get past the whole Texas football arena. So how the hell do YOU?”
I know what he means.
The fact is, very few people realize how much exposure to football I’ve actually had, because I very rarely talk about all the jocks I’ve – been exposed to.
Look, I’m a dancer. I appreciate physical talent.
But I’m not watching this show for the football, even though I can enjoy watching any sport for that pure physicality. I absolutely love seeing what the human body can do. And football (and hockey) are by far my favorite sports because of the body types and the body parts that the uniforms emphasize.
Okay, but football culture. Not a fan. Hazing, bullying, sexual harassment and assault, simpering cheerleaders making baked goods… And Texas, well, it gave us W. And anyone who can’t figure out how I feel about THAT….
But the absolute fact is, this is a brilliant show. This show is about Texas (and I think it’s important to understand Texas to understand this country, especially now), and it’s about football (and I think it’s important to understand football to understand this country, not as much now as eight years ago, but always), and it’s about race and racism, and it’s about paralyzing cliches of men and women. It’s about Christianity and what that is in this country. It’s about Texas oil and gas, crucial to understand about that state and this country right now.
And it’s about teaching.
And it’s about teenagers.
More specifically, it’s about teenage lives in the balance.
I’ve been thinking a lot about those teen years, lately. Well, I recently wrote a book set in high school, of course, that tends to concentrate your focus (or more exactly, your entire conscious and unconscious being) on these things. But there’s only one novel that I’ve written so far (and I just finished my TENTH on Friday, people!!!) that doesn’t prominently feature teenagers in major roles.
I know why that is. When I was just out of college, I taught high school in various exceptional circumstances – rehab centers and the LA County lock-up camps. Gang kids, at-risk kids, prostitutes, felons, addicts, fosters, abandoneds, traumatized, brutalized, you name it. And while I was doing that, half-time, part-time, enough to make a bare living, I was also double-full-time doing the work that broke me through as a professional writer. So writing and working with troubled teenagers are inextricably entwined for me.
But even before that, I went to Turkey as an exchange student when I was sixteen, one of the most traumatizing and most profound and character-defining experiences of a pretty diverse life. Psychologists say that people can become fixed psychologically at the age of a trauma (especially childhood trauma) and I explore that idea thematically in many of my novels.
So I have extreme fixations at the ages of sixteen and twenty-two – I can channel everything about those ages as if I’m still living them. (Well, and lots of other ages, too, but for the purposes of this blog!)
Drifting a bit, but my point is that great stories about teenagers or teaching teenagers just light me up. I, the non-crier, cried all the way through the fifth season of THE WIRE, which I loved every single second of every episode of, but that season about the kids just devastated me, and FRIDAY NIGHT LIGHTS is having that same effect on me.
Because both of those shows are about kids who are literally infinite – the potential of everything imaginable is inside them, as it is in every child, but it’s so very, very often in those teen years that kids fly or they fall. The stakes are unimaginably enormous; they are not just life and death but mythic.
I’ve been thinking about THAT a lot because RWA, one of the biggest of the big annual book conferences, asked me to do a YA-focused structure workshop at their craft conference this year and I’m working on this theory that YA tends toward the mythic and magical, with the ultimate of stakes, because that is actually so very heartbreakingly true about the teenage years.
FRIDAY NIGHT LIGHTS really bears this out. Like THE WIRE, the show focuses on kids who are “at risk”, but “at risk” is portrayed as what it truly is. The razor edge between – for a smart but troubled girl – rape and a life of prostitution and degradation – and a college education and an adventurous and fulfilling future. The razor edge for an orphaned boy between prison (which for a boy of 17 or 18 means sex slavery, torture, drugs, a high probability of suicide) and a stable self-employment, love and family. For more than one kid, the difference between a pro football career and a lifetime of drudgery at Tastee Freeze – or again, prison. Not just between life and death, but between life and hell.
It’s the reality of so many, too many, staggeringly many teenagers in our country. Take a look at the statistics for girls and boys – for rape, homelessness, addiction, prison, suicide… and don’t even get me started on the prospects for children and teenagers in less fortunate countries.
As crime writers, we write about extreme circumstances, it’s basic to the genre. Well, to me, there’s nothing more extreme than the razor edge that teenagers walk every day, and generally they walk it alone because their parents either should have been sterilized at birth, or said parental units develop a wonderfully selective amnesia once they’re out of their own teenage years and are of no help whatsoever to their children in a crisis, much less the continuing crisis that the teenage years are. And – though it’s better now than what it as when I was in high school, kids still don’t generally talk about the bad stuff. And you’d better believe predators rely on that post-traumatic self-defensive amnesia.
I admire the hell out of televison that doesn’t sugarcoat. The most prevalent, Alice-in-Wonderland memory of my teenage years was looking around at all the agony the students around me were experiencing and wondering how the hell adults could be so oblivious to it.
So with YA, just like with my adult fiction, I write the dark, because I remember what it was like to be a teenager, and because I so wanted someone else to be acknowledging it and DOING something about it. And I am in awe of any storyteller, in any medium, who tackles the razor edge that the teeage years are.
Myself, when I was a teenager, I was never at risk for a criminal life. But I know my soul was in the balance, and great stories that told the truth about the darkness I experienced, and that I saw around me, literally, physically saved me – when people fell short.
Something to think about, isn’t it?
So how about you?
In high school, did you, or people you knew, walk a razor’s edge? Who or what saved you or them? What were the stories that got you through to the light?
And – who WASN’T saved?
Murderati March Madness
Zoë and I are giving away e books this week!
My very dark YA thriller The Space Between is free on Kindle through Sunday (midnight):
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