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Clark: This is April 1, 1994, and this is the fifth session of our interview with Charlayne Hunter-Gault for the Washington Press Club Foundation. Thank you again for your time right before you're about to leave for South Africa in the morning.
I wanted to ask you some of the questions we've talked about before. You've practiced journalism at the New Yorker, the New York Times, and now "MacNeil/Lehrer," which are three of our most venerable media institutions. I'd like to hear a little bit about each one of those in terms of how they've influenced you in terms of who you are in journalism today and how you practice your craft, beginning with the New Yorker. What was it like to start there in journalism?
Hunter-Gault: I think I've been privileged and blessed, really, to have been associated with the media institutions that I have because each of them, though different, had a particular and has a particular way of nurturing good journalists. Starting at the New Yorker, I think William Shawn's vision of how to develop good journalists was one that definitely influenced the way I developed because in his mind's eye, the writer was like a plant that had to be nurtured and nourished. And so there was none of the sort of hard-bitten, hard-edged editor coming down on the writer. The writer's psyche was what was so important.
There are legendary stories about how the New Yorker went out of its way using all kinds of euphemistic approaches to tell somebody what they had written really stank. It was always something like, "Well, this piece doesn't quite work." I can still hear Shawn saying that. But he didn't say that to me too often.
The very first piece that I did for the New Yorker was a little reminiscence piece. And it was not many words and it was kind of a mood piece about my grandmother and I, a trip we took to Harlem from Covington, Georgia [although I used a made-up name for the town, Leverton]. And I'll never forget when he called me to say that the New Yorker was buying the piece. He simply said, "Miss Hunter, I've read 'A Hundred-Fifteenth-between-Lenox-and-Fifth' and I think it works." And that was like saying, "You have just been admitted to heaven."
I said to somebody, "That feeling was so great that I would have settled for just those words and not any payment." And somebody said, "Well, you're not a professional yet because every professional wants to be paid." So that was a very good lesson I learned, too, to be excited about someone affirming your work but also to demand or to expect to be compensated for it. I mean, that's what distinguishes professionals from amateurs.
And I think the genius of Shawn's editing was that no matter how much or how little he worked on your piece with you, he always was able to make you feel as if you were doing the work yourself, as if any idea of improving the piece had come from you. I remember my second piece—I was so excited about the first piece, which wasn't a real story as much as it was a mood piece, a tone poem almost. But my second piece was a real short story with a beginning and a middle and an end. And I had looked at all of the pieces in that genre and most of them that had been published were—well, I won't say wordy but with a lot of description; that was big at the time at the New Yorker, lots of descriptive passages about everything. So mine was full of descriptive passages about the kudzu vines crawling out onto the highway and this and that and the other, all the atmospherics of the South.