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New Thoughts On Old Values

March 8, 2010 by Z.A. Maxfield

imagesThe whole time I was in New Orleans, the word “grace” came to mind. The part of the city that I saw, the French Quarter and the Garden District are admittedly the tourist areas, though I did briefly tour the areas hit hard by Katrina with author Lynn Lorenz, who grew up there. There isn’t a doubt that the devastation will take decades to overcome, yet I was struck so many times by the people who live and work there now. They had such grace.

I guess I’m not talking about the clothes or the cars or the houses, but the fact that the people of New Orleans undertake things with a kind of pride of place, acknowledging the history of the city, acknowledging her faults and her shortcomings and celebrating her anyway.

I saw new Orleans as an aging femme fatale, whose careful use of light and make up and subtle spandex formed the structure of a magnificent, decaying beautiful dream. I dunno. Better folks than I have talked about New Orleans. But as a fellow aging femme fatale I felt a kinship to her, and a desire to help shore her up a little, I wanted to pass her my mirror and comb when the wind blew so she could make little adjustments. I wanted to buy her a cup of tea and make her sit with me outdoors under those vast wrought iron galleries just to listen to her speak. I wanted to hear all the stories of her life, the people she’d loved, the people who’d abused her trust.ย  I loved her and wanted her to love me back.

So… speak she did, to me, personally. I am all agog. It was a reminder that it’s possible to be poised under all kinds of duress, poverty, naturally, because it’s a city of haves and have-nots, but also disaster and illness. It reminded me many, many times that there are people in the world who can take a rather humble job and make it into an undertaking of such caring it becomes high art, nearly theater. It was a bit of a reminder that youth and vigor hasn’t got the concession on beauty any more than we allow it to. (A nice reminder as I approach my fiftieth birthday.)

And thinking back, what made the least sense of all at the time because I had three days to squeeze in the love affair of a lifetime with a multi-layered city like New Orleans, I was once again reminded that sometimes, you have to slow down and notice and appreciate tiny details that escape you otherwise. That the city is like the river, and it has its own course and its own pace which is slower than an Angeleno’s normal tempo. Slowing to that pace enabled me to notice things I ordinarily take for granted.

As an example, I will say that the French Quarter was a feast for all the senses, but my nose particularly went on high alert constantly. The entire Quarter was redolent with the richness of restaurants and creole cooking, onions, garlic, bread baking, spices like caiyenne and herbs like thyme… all underscored with the oddly enticing scent of Worcestershire sauce and the occasional rich perfume of cigar smoke, maybe pipe tobacco…

Oh, my goodness… If I don’t get a book out of that it will only be because I’m too busy lying on my bed imagining it to write…

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  1. Jennifer Graham says

    March 13, 2010 at 9:09 am

    You have such a way with words. Honestly when I think of New Orleans I didn’t look at it like that. I guess that is part of being a good writer though…..taking advantage of all the things around you, soaking them up and letting it become a part of you.

    Thank you so much for sharing.

    Jenn

    • Z.A. Maxfield says

      March 13, 2010 at 9:43 am

      Thanks so much Jenn. I was really touched by New Orleans. Okay and it’s true ๐Ÿ˜€ I already have my New Orleans story started…

  2. Jennifer Graham says

    March 13, 2010 at 10:55 am

    I hate to admit that I stumbled upon your blog doing that tour with the international heat that I didn’t know anything about either until by accident this morning but I am so glad I found you. I love the way you write. I have been checking out some of your books and I can’t wait to dive right in….Have a good weekend! Get busy on that story I can’t wait to hear it!

  3. Z.A. Maxfield says

    March 13, 2010 at 11:01 am

    Thanks so much! What international heat? I’m not sure I know what that is, a blog tour? Well, however you found me, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance!

  4. Lisa J says

    March 13, 2010 at 11:02 am

    I also cam across your website through the IH tour, but the description you gave of New Orleans was amazing. It sounds like a place I would like to visit.

    • Z.A. Maxfield says

      March 13, 2010 at 11:09 am

      Hi Lisa, I really enjoyed it. It’s full of terrific people, great food, and music. What is not to like. I did spend most of my time in the French quarter though, it’s really not a huge town, all told, but the French Quarter is a tiny, tiny place. Like an alcoholic Disneyland with lots of titty bars, cool antiques shops, and horse drawn carriages. ๐Ÿ˜€

      Even though I don’t drink I was already making plans to move there when my kids grow up…

  5. Jennifer Graham says

    March 13, 2010 at 11:20 am

    http://internationalheat.wordpress.com/ here is the blog in which I found you!

    I have heard that about the French Quarter

  6. Z.A. Maxfield says

    March 13, 2010 at 11:27 am

    I remember NOW! I’m going to put that IH Icon on my links page…

  7. Jennifer Graham says

    March 13, 2010 at 11:37 am

    HE HE……Have a good weekend!!!

  8. Z.A. Maxfield says

    March 13, 2010 at 11:45 am

    Thanks, I got that link up on my links page. I should ask Jambrea, I think I donated a prize too… DUH, my memory!

  9. molli says

    March 13, 2010 at 12:15 pm

    Yet another one who found you through the IH tour. ๐Ÿ™‚
    hugs
    molli

    • Z.A. Maxfield says

      March 13, 2010 at 12:20 pm

      Thanks Molli! Nice to meet you!

  10. Anna Shah Hoque says

    March 13, 2010 at 1:25 pm

    I’ve always wated to visit New Orleans…it just always seemed to me a mysterious and magical place. Maybe someday…

    I wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed reading Family Unit…I’m in total love with your writing.

    • Z.A. Maxfield says

      March 13, 2010 at 1:39 pm

      Thanks so much Anna! I really appreciate that. You might like Crossing Borders as well here’s a linkie:

      http://www.loose-id.com/Crossing-Borders.aspx

      That’s my other love-in-the-suburbs story. They both take place in my neighborhood, sort of…
      ~Z~

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