
“Indians call each other Indians.
Native American
is a guilty white liberal thing.”
-Sherman Alexie
About this Web Page:
This experience has
been brought to you by Shelly Childress in participation with Professor Kevin
O’Donnell’s American Literature class.
Shelly is an undergraduate student at East Tennessee State University
studying Mass Communications who discovered Sherman Alexie through a reference
from Professor O’Donnell. Please e-mail
any questions, comments, or concerns to Shelly at sunstroke7@hotmail.com.
Sherman
Alexie’s Literary Career and Awards
Excerpt
from The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven
Sherman Alexie was
born in October 1966. He grew up on the
Spokane Indian Reservation in Spokane, Washington where his father was a Coeur
d’Alene Indian and his mother a Spokane Indian.
Alexie
has overcome many obstacles in his life.
He was born hydrocephalic, which meant he had water on his brain. At 6 months he underwent a brain operation
and was not expected to live. After he
unexpectedly survived the operation, doctors predicted he would live with
severe mental retardation. Through his
youth, Alexie showed no signs of retardation, but he did suffer side effects
such as uncontrollable bed-wetting and seizures. Alexie did not allow these obstacles to hinder him. By age three, he had learned to read, and by
age five was reading various novels, including The Grapes of Wrath by
John Steinbeck.
In
search of a higher quality education, Alexie decided to attend high school off
the reservation in Rearden, Washington.
Alexie was the only Indian at Rearden High where he excelled in his
academics and became a star basketball player.
After graduation in 1985, he attended Gonzaga University for two years
on scholarship, and then went on to Washington State University in Pullman,
Washington.
Alexie’s
initial career choice was in medicine until he realized he didn’t have the
stomach for it. After attending a
poetry workshop at WSU, Alexie decided to pursue a career in writing. Shortly after his graduation from WSU Alexie
began publishing poetry collections and hasn’t slowed down since.
Alexie’s
first collection of short stories The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in
Heaven was published in 1993. This
collection was also the start to Alexie’s film career. Modeled after one story from the collection,
Alexie wrote the screenplay to “Smoke Signals,” which was a favorite at the
Sundance Film Festival. Alexie’s most
recent film is titled “The Business of Fancydancing” and is also his
directorial debut.
Sherman Alexie’s
Literary Career and Awards
Sherman Alexie began his literary career in the early 90s. His collection ranges from novels, short
stories, poetry, and many anthology contributions.
Alexie’s
first publications were The Business of Fancydancing and I Would
Steal Horses, which are both poetry collections. Shortly following these publications, in 1993, Alexie published The
Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven.
Some
of Alexie’s most acclaimed works include the novels, Reservation Blues,
and Indian Killer. Alexie’s most
recent claim to fame was his publication of the screenplay “Smoke Signals” in
1998. “Smoke Signals” originated from
the chapter titled “This Is What It Means to Say Phoenix, Arizona,” a story
from The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven. “Smoke Signals” was a favorite at the 1998
Sundance Film Festival and was the winner of several awards including, the
Filmmaker’s trophy, the Audience Award, and was a Grand Jury Prize nominee. “Smoke Signals” was also featured at several
other award ceremonies including the Independent Spirit Awards, the First
Americans in the Arts Awards, and the Christopher Awards.
Alexie
is currently in the process of writing a screenplay based on his poetry
collection titled The Business of Fancydancing. The screenplay is of the same title.
Excerpt from The Lone Ranger and Tonto
Fistfight in Heaven:
“Hey,” he said. “You two want to hear a story?”
Junior and I looked
at each other, looked back at Thomas, and decided that it would be all
right. Thomas closed his eyes and told
his story.
It is now. Three Indian boys are drinking Diet Pepsi
and talking out by Benjamin Lake. They
are wearing only loincloths and braids.
Although it is the twentieth century and planes are passing overhead,
the Indian boys have decided to be real Indians tonight.
They all want to have
their vision, to receive their true names, their adult names. That is the problem with Indians these
days. They have the same names all
their lives. Indians wear their names
like a pair of bad shoes.
So they decided to
build a fire and breathe in that sweet smoke.
They have not eaten for days so they know their visions should arrive
soon. Maybe they’ll see it in the
flames or in the wood. Maybe the smoke
will talk in Spokane or English. Maybe
the cinders and ash will rise up.
The boys sit by the
fire and breathe, their visions arrive.
They are all carried away to the past, to the moment before any of them
took their first drink of alcohol.
The boy Thomas throws
the beer he is offered into the garbage.
The boy Junior throws his whiskey through a window. The boy Victor spills his vodka down the
drain.
Then the boys
sing. They sing and dance and
drum. The steal horses. I can see them. They steal horses.
“You don’t really
believe that shit?” I asked Thomas.
“Don’t need to
believe anything. It just is.”
Thomas stood up and
walked away. He wouldn’t even try to
tell us any stories again for a few years.
We had never been very good to him, even as boys, but he had always been
kind to us. When he stopped even
looking at me, I was hurt. How do you
explain that?
Before he left for
good, though, he turned back to Junior and me and yelled at us. I couldn’t really understand what he was
saying, but Junior swore he told us not to slow dance with our skeletons.
“What the hell does
that mean?” I asked.
“I don’t know,”
Junior said.
There are things
you should learn. Your past is a
skeleton walking one step behind you, and your future is a skeleton walking one
step in front of you. Maybe you don’t
wear a watch, but your skeletons do, and they always know what time it is. Now, these skeletons are made of memories,
dreams, and voices. And they can trap
you in the in-between, between touching and becoming. But they’re not necessarily evil, unless you let them be.
What you have to do
is keep moving, keep walking, in step with your skeletons. They ain’t ever going to leave you, so you
don’t have to worry about that. Your
past ain’t going to fall behind, and your future won’t get too far ahead. Sometimes, though, your skeletons will talk
to you, tell you to sit down and take a rest, breathe a little. Maybe they’ll make you promises, tell you
all the things you want to hear.
Sometimes your
skeletons will dress up as beautiful Indian women and ask you to slow
dance. Sometimes your skeletons will
dress up as your best friend and offer you a drink, one more for the road. Sometimes your skeletons will look exactly
like your parents and offer you gifts.
But, no matter what
they do, keep walking, keep moving. And
don’t wear a watch. Hell, Indians never
need to wear a watch because your skeletons will always remind you about the
time. See, it is always now. That’s what Indian time is. The past, the future, all of it is wrapped
up in the now. That’s how it is. We are all trapped in the now.
The Lone Ranger and
Tonto Fistfight in Heaven is a collection of twenty-two short
stories. The above excerpt came from
the chapter titled “A Drug Called Tradition.”
I chose this passage because I love the way Alexie combines the
traditional Indian ideals with the modern Indian reservation life. The battle between tradition and modern ways
is evident throughout the entirety of The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in
Heaven, as in much of Alexie’s other works.
“A
Drug Called Tradition” begins with the three Indian boys, Victor, Junior, and
Thomas driving out to Benjamin Lake to try out a new drug they’ve gotten. Each tries the drug in the car while they
are driving and the drug causes them to have wild hallucinations. Thomas is the storyteller of the group and
promises the other two that he won’t tell any stories until after he takes the
drug. Once he eats the mushroom he
begins his first story. Victor is the
subject of this story. Thomas says that
he sees him with his long hair braided and that Victor is going to steal a
horse to earn his adult name.
Each
of Thomas’s stories holds a sense of nostalgia. The Indians of the reservation all have a strong sense of their
past, but each is trying to live in the present as best they can. Thomas’s stories are his outlet to the
traditional way of Indian life.
The
second story Thomas tells is the story I have presented above. Thomas tells of three Indian boys sitting
out by Benjamin Lake and drinking Diet Pepsi.
They are the three boys sitting in the present wanting to bring back the
tradition of earning their adult names.
Thomas tells of the three boys stealing horses.
After
he finishes his story he walks away. He
calls back and tells Junior and Victor not to slow dance with their
skeletons. The boys aren’t sure what
Thomas means, and they don’t ask.
Alexie
leaves the boys behind for a few paragraphs and illustrates to the reader what
Thomas meant by saying not to slow dance with skeletons. Alexie’s explanation is clearly of
traditional Indian ideals.
I
felt like this passage was a good example of how Alexie mixes past with present
in his stories and how they often conflict one another. The boys in the story had a good grasp on
the past and tradition by wanting to earn their adult Indian names, yet the
present was very clear by the boys drinking Diet Pepsi by the lake on the
reservation.
Alexie
takes a direct opposite route from most authors who choose Native Americans as
their subjects. Rather than
romanticizing Indians from an outsider’s prospective, he tells the brutal truth
from the inside. When reading Alexie’s
works, I felt like I was on the reservation.
I could feel the humility and passion, the poverty and pride, but most
of all I could feel the truth.
Alexie, Sherman. The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven.
New
York: Atlantic Monthly Press, 1993.
The
Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven is a collection of 22 short
stories and is the source that provided the basis of this web page.
Alexie, Sherman. “Sherman Alexie: The
Official Site.” 13 March
2002. 6 March 2002.
<http://www.fallsapart.com/biography.
html>.
The biography section of “Sherman Alexie: The Official Site” contains a detailed account of Sherman Alexie’s background. This information was found on Alexie’s official website, therefore is accurate and was very helpful in creating this web page.
de Leon, Ferdinand M.
“A Wild Happy Ride for Sherman Alexie.”
seattletimes.com (1997). 6 March 2002. <http://archives.
seattletimes.nwsource.com>.
“A Wild Happy Ride for Sherman Alexie” was written by a Seattle Times staff reporter in 1997. The selection is an interview with Alexie in which he discusses his career from writing literature and screenplays, to making movies and awaiting awards.
Fry, Ted. “’Smoke Signals’ buzz is heating up for Sundance.”
seattletimes.com (1998). 6 March 2002. <http://archives.
seattletimes.nwsource.com>.
“’Smoke Signals’ buzz is heating up for Sundance” was written by Ted Fry of Film.com. It is an article that mainly discusses the on-screen version of Alexie’s The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven. It contains very useful information about Alexie’s career.
Hartl, John. “Movie Review: Strong directing, breathe life in ‘Smoke
Signals.’” seattletimes.com (1998). 6 March 2002.
<http://archives.seattletimes.nwsource.com>.
John Hartl is a Seattle Times movie reviewer. His article “Movie Review: Strong directing, breathe life in ‘Smoke Signals.’” Discusses Alexie’s movie “Smoke Signals” and introduces the story which the movie was derived.
Hartl, John.
“Screenwriter Identifies with Characters in ‘Smoke
Signals.’” seattletimes.com (1998). 6 March 2002.
<http://archives.seattletimes.nwsource.com>.
Hartl’s “Screenwriter Identifies with Characters in ‘Smoke
Signals’” discusses Alexie’s “Smoke Signals” and compares Alexie to the
characters in the story.