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Such incredible and thought-provoking writing from Chee. This was my first time reading his work, and I put the book down feeling inspired and reflective after every chapter. I did find myself craving more of the story styles from the first third of the book, as I loved Chee's way of describing environments and bodies. However, I still much appreciated his knack for making any topic - simple or incredibly complex - relatable and insightful. Every chapter, every short story, felt like closure; a warm hug in a world that wants to give us the cold shoulder. 
This novel offered a tasteful mix of niche experiences with death, AIDS, and romance; as well as the opposite: the journey of a writer, rose gardens, and spaces one can occupy while living in New York. 
I did find some parts a bit redundant, specifically in hearing Chee's struggles with certain topics surrounding being a writer, but it didn't push me away. 
Overall, this left a remarkable impression on me. I can't wait to see what Chee brings to the table next.  

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"Something new is made from my memories and yours as you read this. It is not my memory, not yours, and it is born and walks the bridges and roads of your mind, as long as it can. After it has left mine.

All my life I've been told this isn't important, that it doesn't matter. And yet I think it does. I think it is the real reason the people who would take everything from us say this. I think it's the same reason that when fascists come to power, writers are among the first to go to jail. And that is the point of writing."

In this honest and eloquent collection, Chee manages to both tell readers about the power of the written word AND show that power by sharing deeply personal stories from his own life. Though the title of the collection seems to imply that this is a sort of guidebook for aspiring writers, labeling it as such would be limiting and incorrect. Reading about Chee's experiences makes one feel more inspired to write, yes. But they also make one feel more inspired to live. How to Write an Autobiographical Novel is a compassionate and vulnerable glimpse into the mind of an extraordinary author.

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A quote Chee ponders on in the last essay in this collection, "On Becoming an American Writer," stood out to me as the piece to lead my thoughts with: What's the point?

As a teacher of writing, I think this is the question all good writers, teachers, and students must ask. What's the point? Because, if a point does not exist, then the exercise is a waste of your time. (Trust me, students will be quick to let you know that, too.)

The thing that has stuck with me as I reflect on this collection is that Chee makes the point so beautifully here. The point is that the wrestling with it is all we have. And when we stop wrestling is when we lose the point.

So why wrestle? For your past self and for your future self, for those you've loved and for those you will love, for those that loved you and for those that will, for what you have done and what you will do, for what you had and what you will have. All of which Chee reflects on so beautifully here.

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I think of this as one of the most important parts of my writer's education - that when left alone with nothing else to read, I began to tell myself the stories I wanted to read. (Page 13)
In the cutting and cutting and move this here, put that at the beginning, this belongs on page six, I learned that the first three pages of a draft are usually where you clear your throat, that most times, the place your draft begins is around page four. (Page 51)
Without work, talent is only talent - promise, not product. (Page 53)
I am, as I've said, a minor character, out of place in this narrative, but the major characters of all these stories from the first ten years of the epidemic have left. The men I wanted to follow into the future are dead. Finding them had made me want to live, and I did. I do. I feel I owe them my survival. (Page 79)
Deborah drew lines around what was invented, and what was not, with a delicate pencil, and patiently explained to me how what we invent, we control, and how what we don't, we don't - and that it shows. That what we borrow from life tends to be the most problematic, and the the problem stems from the way we've already invented so much of what we think we know about ourselves without admitting it. (Page 111 - 112)
You can have talent, but if you cannot endure, if you cannot learn to work, and learn to work against your own worst tendencies and prejudices, if you cannot take the criticism of strangers, or the uncertainty, then you will not become a writer. (Page 118)
I knew civilized people were supposed to read the ideas of people who disagreed with them and at least think about them. In this way I was not so civilized. (Page 121)
23. There is not punishing a novel in these circumstances either, because hunger has its own intelligence, and should be trusted. It is dangerous to be a new novel around another new novel in the years they are each being written, but they know this. (Page 157)
The lesson for me at least - and this I think of as the gift of the garden, learned every year I lived in that apartment: you can lose more than you thought possible and still grow back, stronger than you imagined. (Page 170)
The story of your life, described, will not describe how you came to think about your life or yourself, nor describe any of what you learned. This is what fiction can do - I even think it is what fiction is for. (Page 200)
But the one I finished, I finished because I asked myself a question./What will you let yourself know? What will you allow yourself to know? (Page 202)
A single grand action unifies a story more than a single person, the characters memorable for the parts they play inside it. (Page 214)
Why does the talented student of writing stop? It is usually the imagination, turned to creating a story in which you are a failure, and all you have done has failed, and you are made out to be the fraud you feared you are. (Page 257)
There is no other world. There is only the world we are in. This revisable country, so difficult to change, so easily changed. (Page 276)

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One of my favorite collections of essays, I finished this book in November of 2019 and now, nearing the end of 2021, I still think about it a few times a month. In some ways the intimacy of the voice and topic almost satisfies my yearning for real-life queer elders. At the very least, when paired with The Year of Magical Thinking, it's given me a starting framework for how to mourn over the past two years.

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