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from the Chicago
Reader's Fall Books issue (11 . 12 . 04):
THE MATHEMATICS OF SUCCESS
By Martha Bayne
In the case of young-adult author Hillary Frank, the formula
is talent + luck + a Teflon hide.
Hillary Frank gets the best fan mail. "Your book was absolutely
amazing!" wrote one teenage admirer in 2003. "Every
time I read a book I mark pages I want to go back and write down
in my journal. That was hardly possible with your book. I marked
about every other page! The words, the humor, and the romance...everything
was so real." "Dear Miss Hillary," wrote another
in September. "First I want to thank you for opening my eyes
in a whole new way. Your book...was so shoking and theres no words
4 it, it has become my favorite book, exept 4 the wanderer, but
i think your book is winning by a lot....I never thought this
book was going 2 be about sex...it shocked me at first but then
i got so into the book. I finished it the day i rented it. At
some points i really wanted 2 be Ellie. It opened my eyes in a
way no other book could." She signed her e-mail "Love
and Hope, The Changed One."
Both of those messages came in response to Frank's first book,
a young-adult novel called Better Than Running
at Night. Published in 2002, it tells the story of a high
school misfit's coming-of-age at art school. Her latest book,
I Can't Tell You, the first new work
to be published by Houghton Mifflinıs new YA paperback imprint,
Graphia, is set in the same swamp of adolescent insecurity and
confusion. The protagonist, Jake Jacobsen, has forsworn talking
after a nasty fight with his roommate, and his strangled attempts
to express his feelings to the girl he adores play out entirely
through notes, e-mail, and the occasional pictograph. Itıs a spot-on
manifestation of the paralysis of desire. "I did relate to
Jake," says Frank, who grew up in Brooklyn. "As a little
kid I didnıt talk a lot. That kind of freaked out adults, and
kids tended not to talk to me or even look at me or say hello,
because I really didnıt fit in. I had a hard time asking for anything
I needed. I was so quiet."
She wasnıt so retiring when it came to her schoolwork and her
budding art career, which she describes as "more of a math
problem: what are people looking for and how can I give them what
theyıre looking for?" When she was 12 or 13, she says, she
won a drawing competition sponsored by Crayola. "Itıs a scholarship
competition, and it goes to two people in two different age groups,"
she says. "I won for the older age group. There were 30,000
applicants." The company awarded her a $50,000 scholarship.
"Thatıs how I got to go to Tufts," she says. "My
mom and I were talking about ideas that might work, things that
the Crayola people might like. For the contest you had to name
what your wish was. My mom said, 'They probably want something
like ending world hunger, something like that.' And I said to
her very seriously, 'No. I'm going to draw about: I wish everything
I draw would come to life.' I thought, you know, itıs Crayola.
I figured they wanted people to do something related to their
product."
Since then she's approached her professional life with that same
analytical force and determination. When she decided she wanted
a literary agent this past August, she looked up John Hodgman,
author of an irregular column on the McSweeneyıs Web site called
"Ask a Former Professional Literary Agent." "I
don't think anybody ever asks him about literary agent stuff,"
she says, "but I got his e-mail address and asked him if
he thought I needed an agent." He said yes, and recommended
her to one at Writers' House, who in turn recommended her to his
colleague Steven Malk, who took her on as a client in September.
"It turns out," she says, "he'd been following
my career for a while. I was like, 'I didn't know I had a career!'"
Frank, who's 28, stumbled into YA publishing shortly after she
graduated from Tufts in 1997. She'd enrolled in a dual degree
program in English and studio art, but she soon became frustrated
with the school's conceptual-art emphasis and found herself more
engaged by writing. When she graduated, she thought she might
be able to combine the two by writing and illustrating books,
so a teacher sent her to a friend who made children's books. The
friend read Frank's short stories, plucked out one she thought
particularly promising, and told Frank to send it to Eden Edwards,
an editor at Houghton Mifflin.
After a few months Frank hadn't heard from Edwards. So she called
her up. "She was like, 'Hillary, it takes people a while
to get back to you if we really like something. You have to be
patient,'" says Frank. "A couple of months later I get
this letter from her with just all these questions: 'Why are the
parents of this character not in the story? Why does she feel
this way about boys?' And 'If you want to turn this into a short
novel or a collection of stories, I'd like to talk to you again.'"
That correspondence led to Better Than Running
at Night.
In 1998 Frank moved to New York to study figure drawing at the
New York Academy of Art. While she was there, she decided she
wanted to be on the public radio show This
American Life. "I kept sending in scripts of essays I
wanted to get on the show and I was getting rejection after rejection,"
she says. "I think I was rejected like five times."
She took matters into her own hands, producing a 15-minute radio
piece on a friend who was obsessed with the end of the world,
using the technology at her disposal.
"I called him up using my answering machine, when they still
had microcassettes in answering machines, and I taped him,"
she says. "And I took a boom box and read my script into
it, and then I fed his tape from the microcassette into the boom
box and onto the regular cassette. I even did little internal
edits--you can hear the clicks on the tape." She FedExed
it to This
American Life, and, she says, "two days later I have
this message on my answering machine from Ira Glass saying, 'You
made this thing sound just like one of our stories! How'd you
do that?'"
Frank didn't tell Glass that her writing had already made an
impression on him. "There was this big article in the New
York Times on Ira and the show that year," she says.
"I was so excited to read it. In it they talked about the
huge slush pile of stuff that gets rejected. And in trying to
list the awful first lines of things they listed one of mine:
'Love was not for Sam.' It's a really terrible first line. I was
pretty embarrassed."
Her DIY piece about apocalypse angst never made it on the air,
but Glass commissioned another from her in the same style, and
in 2000 Frank wound up in Chicago as a This
American Life intern. Since then sheıs been living on the
north side, patching together a living writing, teaching, and
producing work for public radio. Two weeks ago she won an honorable
mention from the Third
Coast Audio Festival for a piece coproduced (with Amy Dorn)
for WBEZıs "Chicago
Matters" series. Titled All My
Stuff in Bags, itıs an eight-minute documentary about an 18-year-old
boy whose father kicked him out of the house on his birthday for
being gay.
Frank didn't intend to specialize in teen angst. But when she
wrote Better Than Running at Night,
she says, "I was a YA myself. I was 19 or 20 when I first
started writing in college, so I was just writing about what was
going on." Since then, much of her favorite work has explored
coming-of-age in one form or another.
"I think on a very basic level, it's because no story is
a good story without some sort of conflict and change--and there
is inherent drama and internal conflict in coming-of-age,"
she says. "Coming-of-age can also be a great equalizer: it's
an experience that anyone who's been a teenager can relate to.
I mean, the details are unique for each person, but there's nobody,
no matter how confident, that hasn't struggled with the question:
Who am I and what am I becoming?"
Despite her modest success, Frank continues to struggle with
that herself. To make ends meet sheıs teaching writing workshops
for high school and college students, as well as to middle schoolers
through the Chicago Public Schools Literature Magnet Schools program.
And she still has trouble paying the rent. "For most of this
year," she says, "I've wondered if I should just quit
doing this stuff and get a real job, because it felt like just
to scrape by I had to work so much that it wasn't fun anymore.
I was working on the book, 'Chicago
Matters,' and teaching at Loyola all at once. I worked 12-
to 14-hour days for about nine months, with no weekends off. And
aside from not making much money, it was tough to concentrate
on any of those things when I had to keep switching from one to
the other. It really didn't feel worth it to me because I was
going crazy.
"The thing that's kept me freelancing is that I'm hoping
the agent will help...and those fan letters. How can you quit
when your fans are kids and they tell you that your books are
keeping them sane, changing their lives?"
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