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1999 Pulitzer Prizes for the Arts
April 19, 1999:
Pulitzer Prize winner for music, Melinda
Wagner.
April 15, 1999:
Pulitzer Prize winner for poetry, Mark
Strand.
April 14, 1999:
Pulitzer Prize winner for drama, Margaret
Edson.
April 13, 1999:
Pulitzer Prize winner for fiction, Michael
Cunningham.
April 9, 1999:
The power of Johannes
Sebastian Bach's music.
March 10, 1999:
Tom Stoppard's search for
love and meaning in the theater.
Feb. 10, 1999:
Arthur Miller reflects on the 50th anniversary of Death
of a Salesman.
Dec. 11, 1998:
Elizabeth Farnsworth engages writer Tom
Wolfe.
Nov. 20, 1998:
Elizabeth Farnsworth speaks with award-winning writer Alice
McDermott.
Nov. 18, 1998:
Elizabeth Farnsworth interviews
John Barth, writer of both short stories and novels.
Oct. 9, 1998:
Portuguese writer José
Saramago wins the Nobel Prize in Literature.
June 5, 1998:
A conversation with Julie Taymor, the woman behind Broadway's
Lion King.
June 3, 1998:
A Denver theatre company wins a Tony
award.
Nov. 11, 1997:
The enduring influence of "A
Streetcar Named Desire" on American theater.
May 30, 1997:
A look at the revival of Bob Fosse's 1975 musical
comedy, Chicago.
Browse the NewsHour's Arts
& Entertainment coverage.
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ELIZABETH
FARNSWORTH: The fiction prize this year went to Michael Cunningham,
for his novel, "The Hours." He has called it "a riff
on British novelist Virginia Woolf's book, 'Mrs. Dalloway,'" which
uses a highly intense, poetic language to get to the heart of human
experience. Virginia Woolf is a character in "The Hours,"
which interweaves a day in her life with a day in the lives of two American
women, each trying to make art of the ordinary. Michael Cunningham also
won the Pen/Faulkner Award this month for "The Hours," which
is his fourth novel.
Thank you for being with us and congratulations with us, Mr. Cunningham.
MICHAEL CUNNINGHAM, Pulitzer Prize, Fiction: Thank you.
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ELIZABETH
FARNSWORTH: This novel is haunted by Virginia Woolf. What's the source
of your -- I can only call it -- veneration for her?
MICHAEL
CUNNINGHAM: Virginia Woolf's great novel, "Mrs. Dalloway,"
is the first great book I ever read. I read it almost by accident when
I was in high school, when I was 15 years old. I suspect any serious
reader has a first great book, just the way anybody has a first kiss.
For me it was this book. It stayed with me in a way no other book ever
has. And it felt like something for me to write about very much the
way you might write a novel based on the first time you fell in love,
the first -- your first seminal experience of any kind. This book feels
like, I don't know, something that happened to me.
ELIZABETH FARNSWORTH: Was it partly the substance of her work that
you loved, her insistence on the sacredness of the ordinary?
MICHAEL
CUNNINGHAM: Her insistence the sacredness of the ordinary is very much
part of what I love about her. Virginia Woolf came along in the early
part of the century and essentially said through her writing, yes, big
books can be written about the traditional big subjects. There is war.
There is the search for God. These are all very important things. But
everything you need to know about human life, about human experience
can also be found in two elderly women having tea in a corner of a little
shabby tearoom some place, very much the way the recipe for the whole
organism is contained in every strand of DNA. If you look hard and close
enough, if you look with enough art at anything that happens to any
human being, you can find the whole story there.
ELIZABETH FARNSWORTH: I found your book on meditation, on creativity
yourself. Would you read to us the pages about Mrs. Dalloway finding
the gold -- reaching the gold.
MICHAEL
CUNNINGHAM: This is Virginia Woolf on a day I imagine in 1923 when she
is beginning to write the book that will be "Mrs. Dalloway."
"At this moment there are infinite possibilities, whole hours ahead.
Her mind hums. This morning she may penetrate the obfuscation, the clogged
pipes to reach the gold. She can feel it inside her, an all but indescribable
second self, a rather parallel, purer self. If she were religious, she
would call it the soul. It's more than sum of her intellect and her
emotions, more than the sum of her experiences, though it runs like
the veins of brilliant metal through all three. It is an inner faculty
that recognizes the animating mysteries of the world. But then it is
made of the same substance and when she is very fortunate, she's able
to write through the that faculty. Writing in that stage is the most
profound satisfaction she knows but her access to it comes and goes
without warning. She may pick up her pen and follow it with her hand
as it moves across the paper. She may pick up her pen and find that
she is merely herself, a woman in a house coat holding a pen, afraid
and uncertain, only mildly competent, with no idea
about where to begin and what to write. She picks up her pen. Mrs. Dalloway
said she would buy the flowers herself," which is the first line
of her immortal work, "Mrs. Dalloway."
ELIZABETH
FARNSWORTH: And, of course, that was Virginia Woolf, as you said. But
both of the other characters, the Americans, are creative in their own
way even if it's only in making a cake. What did you want to impart
about creativity in this book?
MICHAEL CUNNINGHAM: I wanted to look at the highs and lows of the creative
impulse and see how, in many ways, any creative act is essentially the
same act. So I have on one hand Virginia Woolf beginning to write what
will be a novel that will outlive us all. And another one of the three
interwoven stories involves a housewife at the end of World War II in
Los Angeles who's baking a cake. And I found that I was able to write
convincingly about that housewife, a woman named Laura Brown, by thinking
of her as a serious artist, by thinking of somebody doing something
every bit as serious in her kitchen, trying to bake a perfect cake,
as Virginia Woolf was say the sitting down that day in 1923 trying to
write the perfect novel.
ELIZABETH FARNSWORTH: And, Mr. Cunningham, I was particularly struck
by the way each woman thought that she was a failure. That seems to
be part of your story, too.
MICHAEL
CUNNINGHAM: Yes, yes, yes. Well, it's part -- it's part of the creative
story -- it's part of the artist's story. And I do think of each of
these women in her way, as an artist. I know, speaking for myself, no
matter what I'm able to do, no matter what book comes out and ends up
on paper, I always had something bigger and grander in my head. I was
always thinking this time I'm going to write the book of love. This
time I'm going to write the book to end all books. Without delusions
of grandeur, I don't think you could do this at all. And yet with delusions
of grandeur, there is the inevitable moment when you look at what you
have' done and see, oh, it's just a book.
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ELIZABETH
FARNSWORTH: The novel is also about different kinds of love. One of
the three women has a very traditional relationship in many ways, a
long kind of marriage, but she is a lesbian. And you explore lots of
different relationships in this book. It's a major theme of your book,
I believe.
MICHAEL CUNNINGHAM: Lots of different relationships?
ELIZABETH FARNSWORTH: Lots of different kinds of relationships, I mean.
Kinds of love.
MICHAEL
CUNNINGHAM: Yes, I explore many different kinds of love. One of the
things that's so very gratifying about the particular recognition this
book has gotten is what it implies about a broader perspective on human
relationships, about the notion that you can write a book that's about
gay people and straight people and people of all stripes, people who
love each other in all sorts of ways, and that it can find a place in
the world.
ELIZABETH FARNSWORTH: This is also a novel that has darkness in it.
Sometimes you call it the devil. I mean I would call it the abyss, which
Virginia Woolf, for example, sees behind her when she looks in the mirror
in one of my favorite passages, and yet I don't find the novel ever
dark. It's almost illuminated. How did you do that?
MICHAEL
CUNNINGHAM: Beats me. I can't imagine wanting to write a novel that
wasn't about darkness in some way. I don't feel like we need much help
with our happiness. The Kodak moments we can manage on our own -- I
don't mean to dismiss happiness. We can manage our happiness on our
own. Our happiness is particular in our own. And I feel like what we
need art for is a little bit of solace, a little bit of company in trying
to deal with the darker stuff. And at the same time, I would never write
a pessimistic book. I think writing is, by definition, an optimistic
act.
ELIZABETH FARNSWORTH: How do your characters find consolation without
revealing the end? Can you tell us just a little bit about that?
MICHAEL CUNNINGHAM: There's a surprise at the end that we can't give
away.
ELIZABETH FARNSWORTH: Yes. I'm not going to reveal it. It's very surprising.
MICHAEL CUNNINGHAM: Let me just say that each of the three main characters
eventually finds her way to some kind of transcendence, to some sort
of happy ending, though it may not be the happy ending that she had
in mind for herself.
ELIZABETH
FARNSWORTH: What about the prize? One of the main characters in the
book is actually getting a very, very prestigious literary prize. And
it figures in an important way in the book. And you have him say "It
would be far easier if one cared either more or less about winning prizes,"
which is kind of an odd thing to say. How do you feel about winning
your prize?
MICHAEL
CUNNINGHAM: Exactly the same way I had my character feel. It's a wonderful
thing. It was a shock. That's putting it mildly. And it's great to win
a prize. At the same time, it's an odd notion that there is a best book
and that these other books were somehow not the best books. Look at
all the incredible books that were published last year. I'm thrilled
that my book was singled out, especially this book, this strange little
book that I had fully imagined in my wildest dreams might sell a couple
hundred copies. But prizes are problematic. Prizes are a funny proposition
about what they imply about first place, second place, third place.
ELIZABETH FARNSWORTH: Well, Michael Cunningham, congratulations again
and thank you very much.
MICHAEL CUNNINGHAM: Thank you.
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