is not my exclusive property, but over the course of six decades one gets used to being the only Jincy. The name is apparently Southern in origin, and was at one time a nickname for both Virginia and Jane, which nickname never caught fire, and so faded from use. I am the Last of My Kind, solitary and windswept, or so I thought, until tripping across
http://biography.jrank.org/pages/337/Regan-Dian-Curtis-1950.html
Dian Curtis Regan, a prolific author of children’s books, was born a few years after I was, growing up in the shadow of the North American Aerospace Defense Command in Colorado. She writes:
I would be remiss not to mention my “familiar,” the walrus. It all started with a story I wrote several decades ago about an outspoken walrus named Jincy. A few friends read the story and gave me stuffed walruses. After that, I started planting the word “walrus” in every book. Readers began writing to tell me where they’d spotted the word. Through the years, walruses have appeared beneath my Christmas tree, inside birthday gifts, collected as souvenirs on trips, and as gifts from schools. Sadly, I have yet to receive a walrus with red hair.
To date, I have over one hundred walruses in my office. Ironically, Jincy’s story has never been published, yet she and her exquisitely polished tusks have obviously brought me very good luck.
This is what happens when you fool around with Google for no damn good reason. It turns out that in an alternative universe, I am unpublished, with exquisitely polished tusks. In this one, I prefer to remain solitary and windswept, but now I have these tusks, which I can’t stop imagining, and the good fortune they bring, it seems, is not my own.
Are there any more of us, fictional or non? What have we done or left undone? Apparently there’s a herd. Where are you all? Bring on the Jincys!
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In addition to all your other fabulous qualities, you are now one of the few people on earth who can truthfully say, “I am the walrus.”
Thanks. I feel a lot better now.
Dear Jincy,
Just thanks heavens you will never know the pain of having a truly common name. Mine has been #1 in America for the last I think 8 years. Every time I pass a playground someone calls my name — very confusing.
Also I know this is an annoying way of going about this but I couldn’t find contact info anywhere and I wanted to ask if you’d want to write something (very brief!) for the Screens issue of the Times magazine. If you’re at all interested, or if you’d just like to let me down easy, please email me and I will tell you the details.
Oh and no need to actually post this comment, if this is the type of thing where you approve them all.
I am delighted to meet a ‘real person’ named Jincy. Next to my infamous walrus, you’re the only Jincy I know. I love your site, and methinks you’ve got a new fan.
Btw, I grew up in Colorado Springs (home of NORAD), not Wyoming. Ah, we writers never stop editing!
All best wishes from dian curtis regan
My former boss had a girlfriend named Jincy. (I think it was short for Virginia.) In this alternative universe, you are still unpublished, no tusks, but Southern.
If I can channel a little Mr. Rogers here, I’m glad you’re the published Jincy you are. The Writing Class just might be my favorite book ever.
Dian–Great to hear from you, and yes, we writers never stop editing (see above text). Sorry for the snafu!
Dear Ms. Willett,
Was that really YOU who blogged on Haven Kimmel’s site? If so, we are all a-twitter about it, including (and especially) Haven herself. We’re blogging about it still, and it might entertain you to take a look. I am transferring my original blog on Haven’s site to yours, in response to what you wrote.
What a dichotomy you seem to be! Upon Haven’s recommendation, I picked up “The Writing Class” yesterday. Not knowing your work, I read the dustjacket (including your photo), then looked online for reviews and author information. I found your website, and thought, “This is one in-your-face sort of woman!” (”God, you people make me sick” is a line from your home page that sticks in my mind.)
But when I read your blog, you seemed the very antithesis of all that — kind, thoughtful, generous. As you also are here on Haven’s blog.
All that aside, I’m delighted with “The Writing Class.” Haven says it perfectly, “the new novel is utterly engaging and interesting and accurate.” From “The Fat Broad” opening on, you had me. How you blend mystery, comedy, and writing instruction is a wonder.
In response to your statement, “Why anyone wants to know what an author looks like is a mystery to me”: when what someone says or writes resonates with me, I want to know that person better. Especially when what resonates is humor. Had your writing and humor left me cold, I’d have dropped your book back in the library night deposit without another thought.
In the same way that a book’s cover informs me of its contents, the font and the weight of the paper and how the edges of the pages are finished, the photo tells me about the author. From not knowing a thing about you 24 hours ago and now blogging a response to you directly, I’m not yet matching up your photo with your sardonic wit and savvy writing. But that’s okay with me. The Writing Class and I will be together on my deck this afternoon getting to know each other, and that’s what really counts.
Sincerely,
Jodi Smith
Jodi, yes, it’s really me. (Shades of “The Best of Betty”….) Your “dichotomy” observation is interesting, and on-point, I think. What fiction writers do, basically, is make stuff up. Part of that entails assuming different personalities–inhabiting (or trying to) persona after persona. If you can’t do that, your characters won’t round out.
The minute you put yourself out there–in the case of a writer, the minute you’re published–you become, in addition to the “real you” (whatever that is), a fictional character. It’s unavoidable, so why not, as that ugly old joke goes, enjoy it?
Anyway, great to hear from you, Jodi.
Thank you for a lovely weekend, Ms. Willett. I’ve just finished “The Writing Class,” and you tied it all up with a beautiful bow, which is certainly saying something, because you had lots to tie up. I learned about writing from Amy, smiled at the wisdom and laughed out loud at the humor. One of my favorite observations, made by Amy, is “In order to be humorous, you had to have perspective, to be able to stand outside yourself and your own needs and grudges and fears and see yourself for the puny ludicrous creature you really are.”
How much feedback do you get once you publish your work? More or less than you’d expected or hoped for? Positive? Negative? Snipers?? Do you find that your readers “get it”?
I appreciate your gracious answer to my question about author photos.
I’ll be reading your prior publications and looking forward to more of your work in the future.
Best,
Jodi Smith
Let me also add my voice to the chorus of lovers of “The Writing Class.” I’ll admit, these days I read mostly nonfiction (which perhaps makes me stodgy). Like Ricky, I’m a reporter, though a good deal older and I haven’t had a buzz cut since I was 3. I picked up “The Writing Class” at the library while waiting for a new book about Leopold and Loeb that has yet to arrive on hold. (Okay, I’ll buy the next book, but, as I said, I’m a reporter. I’m just happy to be employed.)What a wonderfully entertaining read. Thanks for reminding me how much fun a well-written light-hearted yet edgy novel can be. (I was on a Peter De Vries kick many many years ago — again showing my age — and your books may be my new kick.)Thanks again.
Thanks, Gary! I’m pleased to find another Peter DeVries fan–what a writer! My favorite was the one about Joe Sandwich. I also admired how he circled around and around the “dead child” in his books, before finally tackling it head on; I remember Blood of the Lamb as though having just read it yesterday–that image of Christ and the custard pie. Now that I think of it, I’m pretty sure DeVries contributed to my own world view as a writer.
And let me know how that Leopold & Loeb book works out. I haven’t read anything on that subject since Compulsion, and that was a long time ago. What more is there to say? Do tell!
(and I’m glad to hear you’re still employed)
Hi, Jincy!
My mom used to go on vacation to Nashville each year with 2 of her galpals for fun, relaxation and shenanigans. Their names are Jane, Virginia and Nancy - and they called themselves “Jincy” back in the day. “Jincy is going dancing! Jincy is going to paint the town! Jincy laughed all the way home from vacation!” Together, “Jincy” created many great memories - women who worked hard, loved their families, and were smart enough to know that getting away with the girls once a year was good medicine. Mom loves that a funny, quirky writer shares the name she and her friends “created.”
By the way, I love your work - could I have your contact information (literary agent or publicist) to inquire about speaking engagements, your upcoming classes, etc.?
Thanks!
Andrea
Possible error in “The Writing Class” on p. 69. “Carla looked at her confused as THOUGHT she couldn’t see….” Should be as THOUGH she couldn’t see” I am a serious mystery reader & really enjoyed the book.
Thanks, Edith. There are actually quite a few of these, and they’ll be corrected in future printings. The publication process has changed greatly over the years: on the minus side, copy isn’t edited and proofed as carefully as it once was; on the positive, printings are small and corrections easily slipped in to the next batch.
I’m not a Jincy — I’m a Haley — but, I do know a Jincy. One of the few, and apparently she quite shares Dian’s familiar. Jincy, my childhood friend, is quite red headed. We are both from Georgia, and Jincy is an old name in her family.
So, now you’ve another out there who’s got it as her given name.
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