In just a few short weeks, I’ll be back in class teaching public
relations students about the art and science of writing for both traditional and
digital media. As per my custom, I typically ask students the following question
on the first day of class: “Which books did you read over the course of the summer? And why?”
Sadly, only a smattering of students raise their
hands, which -- as a writing instructor -- is disappointing, to say the least. So
when they ask me the secret to becoming better writers, I tell them to “read.
And read a lot.” Just about everything qualifies as reading: books, magazines,
periodicals, blogs and much more.
To be a really good writer, however, students should read to grasp the art of language and appreciate the finer points of words. Nothing
inspires a writer like reading someone else’s words. While enhancing
vocabulary, reading also helps writers learn how to create narrative and develop characters,
maintain tension and write dialogue.
So in my continuing efforts to practice what I preach, I tend to read a lot, particularly in the summer when, not
coincidentally, I am writing more. Of the nearly two dozen books I’ve consumed
over the last three months, a clear winner has emerged: The Boys In The Boat, a
nonfiction account of the 1936 U.S. men’s eight-oar rowing team.
The protagonist in this New York Times bestseller is Joe Rantz, (above, right) a young man with
no family and no prospects who rows primarily to repair his shattered
self-image and find a place he can call home. The crew is directed by an
enigmatic coach and mentored by an eccentric but nonetheless visionary British
boat builder.
The crew shows what's possible when everyone is
literally pulling together for a common cause, an improbable story of nine
working class boys who defeat their elite rivals from eastern universities and
finally, the German crew (below) in the 1936 Olympic games in
Berlin. Here are a few excerpts from The Boys In The Boat.
On Hitler's Germany: “Hitler had not originally wanted to host
the games at all. Almost everything about the idea, in fact, had offended him.
The year before, he had damned the games as the invention of Jews and
Freemasons. But in the eight months since he had come to power in January,
Hitler had begun to change his mind.”
On making varsity crew: “It’s not a question of whether you
will hurt; it’s a question of what you will do
and how well you will do it, while pain has her wanton way with you. By
Christmas break, most would have given up, perhaps to play something
less physically and intellectually challenging, like football.”
On the popularity of the sport in that day: “Nearly 80,000 Seattleites, far more than Washington’s football stadium could
hold, had taken an early start to a gorgeous weekend and come out to watch the
races” between the University of Washington and the University of California, Berkeley,
winners of Olympic gold in 1928 and 1932.
On synchronicity: “It was maddeningly difficult, as if eight
men standing on a floating log that threatened to roll over whenever they moved
had to hit eight golf balls at exactly the same moment, with exactly the same
amount of force, directing the ball to exactly the same point on a green, over and over, every two or three seconds.”