When my friend, the acclaimed journalist/author Sheila Weller tells
me about a book, I always listen. She lead me to Judith Newman, who it turns
out, I was already friends with! To Siri
With Love is an astonishing book about her son Gus, who is on the autism spectrum,
and how Siri opened up his life. It's warm, funny, astute, and you need to read
it.
Judith writes about entertainment, relationships,
parenthood, business, beauty, books, science, and popular culture. Her work has
run in more than fifty publications, including The New York Times, Vanity Fair,
Harper's, The Wall Street Journal, Allure and more. Newman's books include the 2004 memoir You
Make Me Feel Like an Unnatural Woman: The Diary of a New (Older) Mother.
I'm so thrilled to have her here! It's great when you love both the book--and
the author, right?
I’m so happy you wrote about Gus, but what was the why now
moment when you decided you were going to do a whole book?
Because someone asked?
Embarrassing but true. I’m so
frightened of rejection when it comes to a personal topic like this that I
would never have gone out there and tried to sell a proposal if an editor in
the UK, Jon Butler, hadn’t approached me first.
But I do feel now that this is a good moment for a book like this. Even if I didn’t have an autistic child I
might be reading it – because right now, given the prevalence of autism, we all
know and/or love someone on the spectrum.
I love it that the
book is a memoir made up of essays. I want to know why you used this form?
Originally I thought of a year-in-the-life kind of thing,
but that was just unsatisfactory. It
seemed to me that there were very particular issues around family life and
autism that leant itself to thematic telling.
That sounds high-falutin. Basically
I wanted to be funny and throw in a bit of science, so this is how I did it.
What does Gus think about the book? Did he know that you
were writing about him?
I was just telling him yesterday, “Honey, people seem to really like the book I wrote about you” and he said. “That’s great Mommy. Do you know how many kinds of sea turtles there are in the Bahamas?” So, safe to say, he doesn’t care.
I was just telling him yesterday, “Honey, people seem to really like the book I wrote about you” and he said. “That’s great Mommy. Do you know how many kinds of sea turtles there are in the Bahamas?” So, safe to say, he doesn’t care.
There truly seems to be more awareness about autism. There
is a new series Atypical, about an autistic teen-ager, which I think is pretty
well done. Have you seen it? Am I wrong?
You’re not wrong, but I haven’t seen Atypical. Maybe I don’t watch things about autism because I live it!
You’re not wrong, but I haven’t seen Atypical. Maybe I don’t watch things about autism because I live it!
You also wrote about how adults could be unknowingly
clueless or cruel, and how doctors could be judging (I bet because they had no
good answers for you and didn’t want to dare imagine they might be at fault or
that they simply didn’t know. ) If you could educate people, what would you
want to tell them about responding to Gus?
Nothing! I want
people to be who they are, and let me work with my son to understand kindness
and cruelty. But I would say this to
people who are neither kind nor cruel but a little fearful: Don’t be.
My son might not be looking at you, but it doesn’t mean he’s not paying
attention; he can just listen better that way.
(Well, usually. He’s a teenage
boy. Sometimes he’s really not paying
attention) He might be hopping when he talks
to you, but it’s just because he’s happy.
He might not get the joke Explain
it to him! There is nothing wrong with
information. Most fear is caused by
misunderstanding. Plus: weirdness is just funny. Embrace weirdness
What’s obsessing you now and why?
Our political landscape and, right this moment, Steven
Mnuchin’s wife, Louise Linton. She
marries my two very favorite qualities
in a human being: cruelty and social
climbing. Is there anything worse than a
person who claims a posh background who is completely and utterly
classless?
What question didn’t I ask that I should have? And what
questions would Gus ask? He wouldn’t
ask. He would tell you these
things: the temperature, the chance of
thunderstorms, the types of sea turtles in the Bahamas (five --green turtles,
loggerhead turtles, Hawksbill turtles and oh my god my eyes have glazed over
now)), and the news on ABC-7. He reads us the headlines every night, and
wants to discuss them, which is enormous progress for a person with very
limited interests. It’s because he wants
to connect more with other people, people who, say, are not interested in, say,
the eyebrows on Disney villains. A few
nights ago he was shouting from the other room that a ‘Prius was graping a
teenager.’ a teenager. A car?
And what’s graping?. Gus
pronounciation isn’t always so good. I
asked him to spell the words, and it turns out it was a priest, and he was
groping. That became a very different
conversation.
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