Creative theft
Theft by Finding: Diaries 1977-2002 David Sedaris Little, Brown & Co.
David Sedaris has earned many job descriptions: humorist, playwright, essayist, author and radio contributor.
At 60, call him a thief, but still funny, sometimes awkward, often poignant.
Sedaris has robbed decades of his diaries for a two-book series taking him way, way back — to Sept. 5, 1977. That’s where he begins — at age 20 — with his first volume, Theft by Finding, with the second due out in two years, sweeping him through to 2017.
His dysfunctional family, the cost of chicken, Sedaris covers that and more through some vagabond moments as he moves from itinerant, art student and, finally, some writerly success.
Q Why was it a good idea to put out a 514-page volume of diary entries?
A I started reading things from my diary out loud and people laughed. Ever since then, whenever I do a reading I include some things from my diary. I always thought I would publish a funny diary thing, but when it came time to talk about this book, my editor said why you don’t go back and why don’t you find things that aren’t necessarily funny. I just planned it to be things that made you laugh out loud. It turned into something else.
Q What did it turn into?
A It turned into more, I think, a reflection of my life. It turned into something with sort of an arc to it. I don’t imagine the second volume will have that, but the first book does seem to tell a kind of a story.
Q Why did you start keeping a diary in 1977?
A I was with my friend Ronnie and we had left San Francisco. We were going to pick apples and pears in the Pacific Northwest and I was writing letters to my family and friends, but I didn’t have an address where they could write me back. I started just writing to myself.
Q How do you describe your work?
A I rejected the word humorist for a long time because I thought that it meant you had, like, a cardigan sweater with patches on the elbows. I grew into that word. I think at heart, all this time, I’ve been a diarist. I’m not ashamed of it.
Q As a teenager, what were you thinking you’d do?
A I wanted to be a visual artist, but I realized I was more affected by what I read than by what I saw. I would go to a show at a museum and look at a painting and say, ‘Oh I wish I owned that,’ and that would be the end of my relationship with a painting. With a short story I would read or with an author I would discover I could be haunted. It would affect my mood and affect the way that I saw the world. I thought, wow, it would be amazing to be able to do that. The Associated Press