How does it go when the tables are turned and the interviewer becomes the interviewee? Judging by a recent conversation at Magers & Quinn Bookstore in Minneapolis, it goes a little shy, a little sweet and very interesting.
Book critic, editor and author John Freeman was in town promoting "How to Read a Novelist," a collection of author interviews he conducted for the New York Times, the Wall Street Journal, the Star Tribune and elsewhere. (In his interview with Erdrich, he called her "quiet and self-effacing," words that could have been used to describe Freeman himself.)
So during his book tour, novelists have been seizing the opportunity to query him ("It's an obscure form of therapy," Freeman joked) — in Seattle, Nicola Griffith; in Brooklyn, Geoff Dyer; and in Minneapolis, Erdrich, who was respectful and admiring. "This book is absolutely wonderful," she said. "I read some of the pieces over and over."
But she had plenty of questions. For instance: Was there any author Freeman didn't like?
"I like most people, because I'm from California," he said, but then went on to talk about novelist John Irving's pugnaciousness and ego, the wrestling ring in his house, the long hallway of books, "and they're all John Irving books."
Freeman almost reflexively tried to turn the questions back onto Erdrich, who was having none of it. Each time, she'd smile a serene Mona Lisa smile and remind Freeman that she wasn't the one being interviewed this time.
"As an interviewer, your job is not to try to catch someone with food in their teeth," Freeman said.
"Your job is to catch them as they really are. Critics and novelists are often put at odds with each other, but we both use the same tools."