Reading a Walter Tevis novel is like reading different versions of my past life.
He wrote The Hustler (1959)
'Fast' Eddie Felson is the best pool hustler you ever saw. And he'd be somebody in the world. If it weren’t for the fact that he's a born loser.
"You lost your head and grabbed the easy way out. I bet you had fun, losing your head. It's always nice to feel the risks fall off your back. And winning: that can be heavy on your back too, like a monkey. You drop that load too when you find an excuse. Then, afterward, all you got to do is learn to feel sorry for yourself - and lots of people learn to get their kicks that way. It's one of the best indoor sports, feeling sorry. A sport enjoyed by all. Especially the born losers."
- Bert Gordon
He wrote The Queen's Gambit (1983)
Through sheer passion, focus, and love for the game, Beth Harmon overcomes her childhood trauma, addiction, and the male dominated establishment of Chess.
"It's an entire world of just 64 squares. I feel safe in it. I can control it; I can dominate it. And it's predictable. So, if I get hurt, I only have myself to blame.”
- Beth Harmon
“She did not open her eyes even to see the time remaining on her clock or to look across the table at Borgov or to see the enormous crowd who had come to this auditorium to watch her play. She let all of that go from her mind and allowed herself only the chessboard of her imagination with its intricate deadlock. It did not really matter who was playing the black pieces or whether the material board sat in Moscow or New York or in the basement of an orphanage; this eidetic image was her proper domain.”
- Beth Harmon
And in his final novel - The Color of Money (1985) - we once again meet up with Eddie Felson.
He's 50 years old. And after a life spent on the sidelines, he wants to make a comeback to professional pool. Against an America of the 1980s, where games like Chess and Pool are no longer valued. Against regrets and aging and the quiet desperation that comes when there may not be much time left.
‘Eddie, I wish I had a talent like you have. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life working in an office doing what some man tells me to do.’
‘I’ll teach you how to play nine ball.’
‘It isn’t funny Eddie. If I could shoot pool like you, I’d be rich.’
‘Buy yourself a cue stick.’
‘I mean it, Eddie. You sat on your talent for 20 years.’
‘I’m not sitting on it now.’
- Arabella & Eddie Felson
When Walter was 9 years old he suffered from a rheumatic heart condition. His family had lost all their money in the great depression, and moved from California to Kentucky without him. For a year, he was left alone to convalesce in the hospital.
“I was…given heavy drug doses in a hospital. That's where Beth's drug dependency comes from in the novel. Writing about her was purgative.”
- Walter Tevis
In Lexington, Walter befriended Toby Kavanaugh, a fellow high school student at whose mansion he learnt to shoot pool. This was the inspiration behind The Hustler (1959), Walter Tevis’s debut novel. It was adapted into an iconic Paul Newman film.
“This was a genuine man’s pool table that his [Toby's] father had bought from the Lafayette hotel. And Walter hung around Toby’s house a lot. And that’s where he learnt how to shoot pool.”
- Eleanora Walker, Walter Tevis's second wife
Walter Tevis took the rights money and moved his family to Mexico. His intention was to write there unencumbered. However, he spent the better part of 8 months drinking.
He barely finished his second novel, The Man Who Fell To Earth (1963), a story about an alien who comes to Earth to build a spaceship to save the inhabitants of his home planet. However, he finds himself lost in the hedonism now available to him.
“The novel is about falling into alcoholism. It was written in the time this was beginning to happen to me.”
- Walter Tevis
From 1965 until 1978 Walter Tevis taught English Literature and Creative Writing at Ohio University. Interestingly, he was a professor there at the same time as Daniel Keyes, author of Flowers For Algernon (1966). His students said they enjoyed his lectures. But for 10 years, he didn't write anything. Between classes and booze, he didn't have the bandwidth.
"I was a quiet drinker. I never went to a classroom drunk. But I would quietly souse myself almost every night in my armchair at home, then fall in bed and pass out. It was all very quiet and the sort of thing nobody would mention publicly. But it was getting really bad."
- Walter Tevis
The Man Who Fell To Earth (1976) got adapted into a successful movie starring David Bowie. Walter Tevis visited the set and something in the conversation between him and Bowie made him want to write again.
He quit his professorship. He enrolled into Alcoholics Anonymous. He ended his 20 year marriage with his first wife (Jamie Griggs Tevis). He fell in love with Eleanora Walker, a woman who worked at his publisher's. And moved to New York with her.
“When I first read his Hustler and The Man Who Fell To Earth I was just bowled over. I fell in love with the way he wrote before I fell in love with Walter as a man.”
- Eleanora Walker
His comeback was Mockingbird (1980), a sci-fi dystopia set in the 25th century. The novel follows a professor who moves from Ohio to New York, where most of the population is pleasurably doped up and cannot read or write.
"It's a novel about sobering up. Everyone is drugged all the time. And the main character stops taking drugs. Learns how to read. And his mind and soul begin to undergo changes because of this breath of wind blowing through his spirit."
- Walter Tevis
Mockingbird (1980) earned an advance of $100,000 and was nominated for the Nebula Award for Best Novel.
In the following years, Walter Tevis wrote:
Far From Home (1981), a short story collection.
Another sci-fi novel titled The Steps of The Sun (1983)
The Queen's Gambit (1983),
and The Color of Money (1984), which was adapted into a major film directed by Martin Scorsese, starring Tom Cruise & Paul Newman.
"Hey, I'm back. *breaks 9 balls*"
- Paul Newman as Eddie Felson in The Color of Money (1986)
I think the best compliment you can give a writer is that they got better with time. The Color of Money (1984) made me feel just that. It's also why I was heart broken when I turned the last page. Because Walter Tevis died in 1984, shortly after publication. It was lung cancer. He was only 56.
Writing is terrifying and difficult. If it wasn't, proficiency for it would be as widespread as Microsoft Excel. And Walter Tevis wrote terrifyingly about himself.
His characters were loners and losers. His characters found safety from anxiety through substances. His characters fell into dark failures and somehow someway - because of love or grit or just the enraged urge to show they're not done yet - they came back from defeat. And most charmingly, his characters were obsessed with being excellent.
His characters were pieces of himself. And in those pieces, readers found parts to complete themselves.
He wasn't a wordsmith. There's nothing snobbish about Walter's prose. But there was one extraordinary thing he did that's so rare, you'd have to read a thousand masters to find a comparable example.
He made characters that - like diamonds - flashed so many themes, so many human values, and none of it seemed contrived for commentary.
There are writers you read and feel they are mentors. Others feel like airhead friends or strangers.
To me, Walter Tevis is a person I wish I could sit down with. Have a coffee with. Have a beer with if it wouldn't destroy either of us.
And just talk about how beautiful it is to focus on the things us loners love.