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John Steinbeck (1902 -
1968)
Part of a great generation of American
writers. Won the Pulitzer Prize and Nobel Prize for Literature.
Author of The Grapes of Wrath, East of Eden, Cannery Row, Of Men and
Mice, The Winter of our Discontent, Tortilla Flat, Viva Zapata plus
many others.
"I remember the sorrow at not being
part of things in my childhood" Steinbeck, Journal of a
Novel.
John Steinbeck's life was influenced most
importantly by his childhood, a legacy he would carry with him
throughout his life. One of the great problems for John Steinbeck
was that his father had put up a thick wall between himself and
his children. "He was a distant sort of man",
John's sister says. A neighbor recalls "John's father stayed
in the background. He didn't play with John or the girls. He seemed
always in the shadows in the house, at the edge of things, lonely
and depressed. I think John was very angry with him." This
anger makes sense: his father did not shield him, even slightly from
the intense, even domineering, scrutiny of his mother. "Mrs
Steinbeck", says the neighbor, "was stern, even a
little cold. John was a little afraid of getting on the wrong side
of her. He could never do anything right as far as she was
concerned. She was always trying to get him to achieve more than he
did". Taking into account his childhood environment, one
important feature of Steinbeck's character was his sense of himself
as someone who never quite achieved enough. Every book he wrote felt
to him like a failure, and he never thought he was going to summon
the energy and imagination to complete the project at hand. In his
later years, the situation worsened, and in the end he found himself
terrified of failure, unable to complete his work. He reacted badly
to criticism (and there was a lot of it) and was often plunged into
dark moods and acute anxiety. Alcohol was his vent which he often
used to take his mind off his problems or to alter his anxiety and
depression. He was consistently self-castigating.
The birth of John had been difficult for
his mother and his features had been distorted by the harshness of
the delivery. By the age of three, however, he had 'come back to
normal". His mother called him "my little squirrel"
through much of his childhood, while his sisters, somewhat less
affectionately called him "muskrat" and "mouse".
He did not enjoy any of these nicknames, and he became very
self-conscious about his looks. To the end he retained a sense of
himself as being somebody unpleasant to look at.
Another childhood memory was of sitting
with his mother while she taught him to read. It was not an easy
task for him, especially with his mother hovering beside him as he
tried to make sense of the marks on the page that supposedly
contained meaning. You can imagine his mother coaching her nervous,
frightened child, urging him on yet always disappointed by the
results. This is a memory that remained with him.
When John was 16 he came down with a deadly
flu that quickly turned into pneumonia. He was dangerously close to
death. "I went down and down," Steinbeck later
remembered, "until the wingtips of angels brushed my eyes."
Despite this physically and emotionally traumatic incident,
Steinbeck recovered well enough. The psychological damage inflicted
by this illness was considerable. It seems to have given him a sense
of someone on the edge of life, reinforcing a vulnerability which
had it's psychological roots in his troubled childhood. Not
surprisingly, in later life Steinbeck would find himself physically
ill when under severe psychological stress.
Entering University, John started his long
and troubled relationship with alcohol. He was a man who suffered
regular bouts of intense anxiety and deep depression. He turned to
alcohol, a mood-altering substance, as a way of digging himself out
of a trough which, of course, perpetually backfired and sent him
deeper into the depths as soon as the temporary high had worn off.
Having not completed University
successfully he retreated from the world. He stayed in a cabin in
the mountains for two years . He was frightened, darting this way
and that in search of a safe place to stand. His mother wrote to him
constantly, and wanted him to "make something of himself",
as she frequently said. She would allude sarcastically to his
failure at Stanford University, always hinting that he might yet
"succeed" if he returned. He was an artist, he told her.
An artist does nothing other than create.
Steinbeck discovered during this period of
self-imposed isolation that his artistic nature was such that he
could create only in solitude; indeed, whenever he listened too much
to the voices that crowded around him, he became distracted,
depressed, uncomfortable, anxious and artistically barren. His later
life is marked by serial retreats which were creatively strategic.
When Steinbeck became famous for his
masterful writing he was torn within himself. He was now famous and
was expected to be a public person, a guest at numerous functions.
He was, however, intensely shy and self-conscious in social
situations. He would give all sorts of excuses to not attend. He
would protest that he didn't have a suit or necktie, but his worries
would usually be brushed aside by the social director. It was not
uncommon for him to rush out of the social gathering and head for
the nearest bar to order a drink. People started to canonize him. He
was a brilliant writer. He would say "You say you are afraid
of me. I'm afraid of myself. I mean the creature that has been built
up". Especially after the publication of "The Grapes
of Wrath", he was an international star. More than half a
century after it's publication, The Grapes of Wrath remains one of
the permanent masterpieces of American literature.
Steinbeck's personal life was one emotional
trauma after another. He was married three times. His first two
marriages were a disaster. His second marriage ended after the
release of The Grapes of Wrath. John felt the pressure of having to
write another "big" novel. Americans wanted, demanded,
"the great American novel." As his second marriage slid
away he was frightened by the problems which would follow from yet
another divorce. Where would he live? Would he survive another round
of deep emotional turmoil. "He was like a zombie,"
one friend recalls. The second marriage failure hit him very hard.
"I'm pretty banged up. In fact I have been for quite a long
time as you know. I've got to build back up and at the same time I
have a lot of work to do," John wrote to a friend.
He was referring to his anxiety and depression that seemed to rise
and fall constantly. The emotional pain of his second marriage
failing proved to deepen this suffering. Trying to deal with what he
was experiencing he decided to go to Mexico to finish Viva Zapata. A
friend flew down to visit him and was appalled by the condition in
which he found Steinbeck, who understood very well the fragility of
his condition.
- "The sickness has been worse
than I have been able to admit even to myself," he
said.
Unable to shake his anxiety and depression
he was forced to return to California. All he wanted to do is curl
up in front of the fireplace. It took months for him to feel
"less unwell". He took long walks on the beach and spent
time in nature with his sons, camping and teaching them about the
natural world. He erected a kind of emotional scaffolding to hold
himself up. His creative energy returned, the first in a long time
"I have so much work to do," he exclaimed. He
continued his writing life, creating more masterpieces in
literature. His third wife started to realise that his personal
illness was more psychological than physical.
"He was really sick, I knew that,
but he was also creating the sickness from mental pain" she
said.
She persuaded him to sign on with a
psychologist who helped ease him through this period of anxiety and
depression. His wife was pleased he was seeing someone. Steinbeck
immersed himself in the life around him, painting and fixing things.
The alternating black moods and periods of high anxiety passed;
Steinbeck wrote to friends about his sense of well-being. John
sailed through life for a while, writing more world acclaimed novels
and plays. However, the old demons from childhood arose. His sense
of self was precarious at best. It seemed that he couldn't take
success well. He didn't believe what others wrote glorifying his
books. He despaired that he would ever be able to write again. He
would exhaust himself with anxiety.
- "He seemed fragile, especially
after he had a few drinks in him," wrote the son of his
publisher. "His health is really the issue now, though
it is not something he liked to discuss."
John felt everything he did was inherently
flawed and caused him much inner pain and anxiety. He would say
"As you may know, I've been having a bad time - work
unacceptable, to me, and a strong feeling that my time is over".
In another period of anxiety and depression, he was watching TV, not
doing anything. A news flash came on saying John Steinbeck had just
been awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature. He danced around the
lounge room with his wife.
When Steinbeck died he had completed a huge
mountain of work - some 26 volumes of fiction and non-fiction.
"There isn't a night when one of John's plays isn't produced
somewhere in the world from Peking to Peoria," says his
last wife. Hundreds of thousands of copies of his work are sold each
year, while every single book that he wrote remains in print: a
version of eternal life granted to very few authors. He did find
periods of happiness in his life, although plagued by anxiety and
depression. It seems the huge weight of his early childhood remained
with him his whole life, never being resolved. No matter how he felt
within himself, he never wavered from his pursuit of the creative.
He stayed true to his craft.
REF: John Steinbeck -A Biography by Jay
Parini
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