I have been looking into schedules. Even when we read physics, we inquire of each least particle, What then shall I do this morning? How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. What we do with this hour, and that one, is what we are doing. A schedule defends from chaos and whim. It is a net for catching days. It is a scaffolding on which a worker can stand and labor with both hands at sections of time.
On the first of each month, a guest writer shares how he or she spends the day.
September 1, 2015: Helen Phillips
Helen Phillips first appeared before my eyes back in 2011 when I was the Reviews Editor for Contrary Magazine. Before I had even finished reading Harriett Green’s review of Helen’s first book, And Yet They Were Happy (the book she’s holding in the above photo, the title of which I LOVE), I had ordered the collection. Here’s the first paragraph of the review:
In her first book, And Yet They Were Happy, Helen Phillips doesn’t begin at the beginning, or even, as some writers do, at the end. Instead, she selects themes—some sacred and some intimate, some ordinary and some fantastical, some political and some apocalyptic—to weave a complex tale of one couple’s life journey into a series of miniature, interconnected stories.
Here’s a sliver from the final section of the collection on “the helens,” where the narrator is named Helen Phillips and is
a wife who had transformed from a human into something else. The plaque beneath the cage bears only her first name: Helen.
The Beautiful Bureaucrat, Helen’s debut novel, is now out from Henry Holt. Her Facebook status update announcing the publication date read as follows:
For the past seven years I’ve been working on a weird little book. Now it has a pomegranate. And a bug. And a pub date (8/11/15).
This new novel opens in the middle of Josephine’s interview for a data-entry job with an interviewer who has no face. Josephine gets the job and on page 26 you will find this irresistible paragraph.
Still, the distance between four o’clock and five o’clock, between 148 files and 166 files, often felt interminable. Sometimes, in the depths of the afternoon, Josephine would have a thought–an intense, riveting thought, incongruous with her current task and location, something she ought to share with Joseph, a hind of a scene from a dream or a forgotten memory from when she was a kid, a complicated pun or a new conviction about how they ought to live their lives–then the moment would pass and the thought would be lost, trapped forever between the horizontal and vertical lines of the Database. She’d spend the rest of the workday mourning the loss, resenting the jail cell from which her thought would never escape. In the late afternoon, frantic for respite of any sort, she might pull a yogurt and spoon out of her bag and peel back the foil and shut her eyes and begin to eat it blind.
Helen did in fact have a data-entry job herself, and that’s where the idea for this novel began. She said,
All of us are, to the bureaucracy, simply a series of pieces of paper: a birth certificate, a voter registration, a visa application, a marriage license or two. We don’t feel like a piece of paperwork, and yet these forms and licenses gesture toward the entirety of human experience: the vitality, the lust, the grief, the loneliness, the hope.
Although Josephine’s job is tedious, Helen’s book is not. As did her collection, The Beautiful Bureaucrat mingles the mundane and the absurd, the common and the magical. Throw in some Kafka and some suspense and voila. On August 9th, The Beautiful Bureaucrat received a smart, full-page review, “God and Data Entry” by Jamie Quatro in the Sunday NYT.
What makes The Beautiful Bureaucrat a unique contribution to the body of existential literature is its trajectory, as the story telescopes in two directions, both outward to pose macro questions about God and the universe, and inward to pose intimate inquiries about marriage and fidelity.
Please follow the link below to check out Helen’s new website and to read more, more, more about this cool writer.
Come back on SEPTEMBER 1st to read how HELEN PHILLIPS spends her days.
Oh, wonderful. I can’t wait!
Thanks, D–me too!
A stunning portrait of Helen… above & another on her website…
incite my curiousity… as I too… currently sport a bald head… 🙂
Thanks for reading, Helena! Here’s more: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ElIqSXo7QDI
Thank you, Cynthia xxx