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Comments from Readers & Visitors:

About First Four Days In India:

  • "Just wanted to say I really enjoyed your description of your first days in India and at the English school. As always, it's a chance for me to escape my presently predictable and routine life here in Renton. It sounds like you are learning much more than how to teach English more effectively, but how to negotiate all the pitfalls in dealing with bureaucracies in various cultures. I guess ours seems like a cakewalk by comparison!" - Sandy in Renton, WA

  • "Today, I finally got the opportunity to read your journal. I really enjoyed it! As always, you have been amazingly generous in sharing your experience, and selfless in taking the time to reveal your knowledge and learning. It is uplifting writing, a record of meaningful thoughts, ideas and interpretations. I also like the way you describe your days in details: it gives us a more complete and vivid picture of what you are experiencing. Reading your journal was like an escapade... I am particularly interested in the teaching techniques you are learning. Your answers, for the homework, were relevant and coherent. I am looking forward to reading more from you." - Myriam in Casablanca, Morocco

  • "As always, very interesting, Joel. I particularly like the part about The Stranger, which I've taught five times already. this time, the fifth, is the first time I've really gotten a grasp on the philosophy behind Camus' story... which I think corroborates your attitude with a lot of the absurd situations you write about, that at the end Meursault gives himself up to the "gentle indifference of the world" and he realizes that he is happy and he has always been happy." - Marisa, from Seattle, WA

  • "Reading your last journal, I thought three things: 1) I need to save this and use it as a handy reference document in the event that I return to teaching ESL abroad someday. 2) The next time I send you a care package, filled as it may be with CD's, reading materials and/or desired hippie dry goods, I need not mail you any ginkgo biloba or any other such memory-enhancing supplements.  Your ability to retain, process and concisely interpret a jaw-dropping amount of input on what little sleep I presume you've been getting is wondrous. 3) This is one of those times when I long to hear rather than read the words put before me.  Your interactions over the course of those four days last week makes for very dynamic storytelling; no doubt you'll be setting aside some choice paragraphs for public reading on one of your future book tours.  And I will happily pay a week's salary for a ticket to see you on that tour if it affords me a chance to look at your face, to note your pauses and how you inflect your voice, when you read them. I don't know if I've told you this before, but whenever I remember you, it almost always begins with your sense of humor. You are as hilarious as you are reflective and impassioned, and to transmute what must have been passing through your mind as you were following your roommate through that crowded supermarket, or as you diplomatically dealt with your classmate and the program director - well, that's why you're the writer.  What a wonderful thing it must be to be able to make someone ache as much for your silence as they do for your words." - Lyana in New York, NY

About An Unintentional Target:

  • "What a powerful piece. In fact, it is the best piece I've ever read of yours... Good luck with selling this one, it is definitely insightful." - Brie in Nizwa, Oman

  • "Thanks for sending this. Will it be printed anywhere? If not, I recommend you submit it to Opendemocracy.com, at least. It should be read by as many people as possible and I’m sure the site’s editors will post it. Your descriptions were particularly vivid, by the way - how you communicate the desperation and squalor in the slum where the men lived is completely transportive. And I don’t think you’ve sent me anything before that’s made me feel so sad. Perhaps it’s how you phrase it, but your interpretation of Raydi’s death reinforces my belief that hope and despair are two sides of the same feeling, and that nothing amplifies hope and despair so much as religion. My favorite teacher, Ani Pema Chodron, says that theism is an addiction. You relinquish your authority to something outside yourself and then ordain it with the ability to offer you deliverance from this life. But how else to survive the conditions you describe in Raydi’s and Khoudri’s lives without some expectation that things will get better, if not in this life then in another?

    And as I sit here and type this, that familiar sinking feeling comes over me. It’s easy to surrender hope and embrace the groundlessness that the Buddhists advocate from my cozy little bedroom. We’re all complicit in that death you write about, those of us who sit out here. My friend John Stinchfield wrote me this recently: "We are so arrogant, so mired in imperial delusion, and yet so bored ourselves, sated not with a demagogue's words as Venezuelans are or soon will be, but our own soporific bread and circuses: null-content politicians, sparring celebrities, sporting contests full of violence, none of any more import or consequence than the feud between the Blues and the Greens at the Hippodrome." - Lyana in New York, NY

  • "Thanks for the piece you sent to me. I really appreciated how you tackled the incident. The tragedy has been introduced in the Moroccan media in a variety of ways based on the political and ideological grounds of those who tried to cover it- biased accounts were inevitable. I found your piece objective as well as comprehensive. It provides logically real reasons (despair, ideology and political powerlessness) that might have driven the two illiterate men to commit their disgraceful horrible crime, which can never be justified no matter what their motives were. Such a concise analysis of the phenomena - terrorism - will hopefully lead to finding the keys to how it could be cured." - Abdeljalil in Casablanca, Morocco

About Ashura: A Time for Witchcraft, Gift-Giving and Murder:

  • "I just want to compliment you on this piece of very informative, great writing! I never thought much about the possibility of witchcraft inside Islamic culture, but Morocco is a part of Africa. Much of what you described was similar to what I experienced while I was living in Bahia, Brazil, where the African influences are still strong." - Sandy in Seattle, WA

  • "The practice you describe here was distressing to see and read about. Surprisingly, it was also very familiar. Growing up, I saw unsightly splotches on the streets of my neighborhood all the time - mostly flattened bird carcasses and smashed coconuts used in casting Santería spells. My own grandmother used to breed white bull pigeons in a coop in her backyard and sell them to the local botánica to be used for this purpose. And while I never witnessed any rituals - or evidence of them containing anything more sinister than the remnants of birds and coconuts - the rumors of abacuá-linked "disappearances" in both Little and Old Havana abound.

    Maybe it's because Santería was so commonplace growing up that I never stopped to consider the reasons for its popularity before reading this. Just like in Morocco, most people in my hometown believe in some sort of witchcraft even when they say they don't, and little signs of it are always around (David recently bought a Babalú-Aye votive candle for my apartment in mock homage to my mom). I can't think of better explanations than the conclusions you've drawn from Myriam's account of the rituals, and I'll go further and say that you're definitely right on target, from my perspective. In Miami, we have no 'holy' dates marked by intended violence, self-inflicted or otherwise, but the fatalistic attitude you mention prevails. The clearest manifestation of that is the frustration of exiles who can't understand why Washington hasn't deposed Fidel after their forty years of protest, especially when so many other dictators have in a fraction of the time. Maybe that's why one botánica about a ten-minute walk from my parents' home hosts this lovely piece of sidewall art: if we can't curse away the virus, then at least we can numb the lesions." - Lyana in New York, NY

About Romania journal November 27:

  • “Last week in Ohio was a real eye-opener with respect to the technological malaise you write about here. Aaron, my cousin’s girlfriend’s 11-year-old son, spent the greater part of two days blowing virtual stuff up with the PlayStation in his room. But periodically, he’d poke his head out to announce that he was bored. 'Very, very boooooored.' He’d already told me that he hated reading more than anything, so I asked him what else he enjoyed doing besides playing video games. I kid you not, he just fell silent.

    I finally engaged him by promising to pay him five dollars if he could make me a piece of 'found art' using nothing but objects lying at the bottom of his mom’s SUV. It took him roughly an hour, but he put together a kind of model space station using a piece of Styrofoam, a plastic ring from a vending machine, two twisty ties, some loose change, a ball of lint and a piece of cardboard from a carton from White Castle. This probably sounds ridiculous, but I was glad to part with my money just to see this kid actually try and use his imagination. It’s frightening to think what might happen if kids like Aaron were genuinely, urgently forced to employ a little ingenuity someday. How would they pull through?

    It’s Thursday, so I suppose you’ve had your final children’s lesson. You probably learned a lot from this particular experience in Romania, and for that you’re no doubt grateful. Next time we speak, remind me to put you in touch with Dale Byam, one of Jenny’s and my favorite professors who taught a class called 'The Actor-Teacher' when we were at NYU. Dale still mentors Jenny and was instrumental in getting her the job at the Coalition for Hispanic Family Services in Brooklyn. I believe she trained directly under Augusto Boal and spent a number of years teaching English in Zimbabwe, Zambia, Nigeria and a few other African countries as well.

    I suppose it’s no use letting you know that I’m worried about you with those dogs. So I’ll put a positive spin on it thus: If you get bit, it’ll be like a hazing ritual which will allow you to have more street cred with the locals. Of course, I’d just as soon advise you that when you run into one of these mutts, you simply raise your arms over your head, jump rhythmically and chant, 'Spare me-my life...' Keep writing, though I miss your voice.”  - Lyana in New York, NY

  • "I'm enjoying your entries very much. The whole dpm thing cracks me up! But I do worry about those dang dogs hurting you. What a bother. Perhaps we can get Cesar, the 'dog whisperer' on your case to help.

    About technology and pastimes, I agree. Technology is changing how children grow up with unforeseen consequences. Short attention spans and decreased frustration tolerance are two side effects I’m seeing in my work. I wonder about the lack of problem solving skills and interpersonal skills as well. These are on the increase in adolescents/young adults and many blame the parents but I wonder about the loss of interaction with the 'real world' in 'real world time.' It was oddly refreshing to see my cousin's son and daughter playing an old 'string game' on Thanksgiving. Something I did as a kid and so my parents and probably their parents too! I'm attaching a photo so you can see what the heck I'm talking about, though the photo needs a bit of explanation too. Josh is threading the string through his fingers in a specific pattern and then Mandy will have to recognize the pattern and thread her fingers in the string to take it from Josh and change the pattern. Hope that makes sense.” - Jill in Tampa, FL

  • “Perhaps there is a lot of creativity that goes into the creation of technology, but it seems to me that the advent of certain technological 'advances' depletes the creativity of developing minds. So much for fostering minds to create the technological advances of the future! I can only hope that it is a self-depleting system... but more than likely it will just foster further mechanization deplete of all creativity!” - Amy in Berkeley, CA

About Romania Journal November 22, 2006:

  • “Always remember that nothing done for children is ever wasted. You are making a difference whether seen or unseen. 'We can't do great things, but we can do small things with great love,' Mother Teresa said. I believe it. I admire your courage and kind, good soul. You are one of the most spiritual and moral young men I know. Take heart.” - Claudia in Springfield, MO

  • “You’ve written… a lot of things lately that have inspired me in a grand, sweeping way.  By that, I mean that your words have facilitated the likelihood that one day – hopefully sooner rather than later - I will act rashly and unexpectedly, and everyone in my life will balk at my intended course of action.  Such a day has come around two, maybe three times in my life, and each time I’ve managed not to regret a single transpiration. In fact, you might say that each one was a major step in the transition from caterpillar to moth.  Currently, I’d like to think of myself as being in the pupa stage.  I’m being perfectly serious.” - Lyana in New York, NY

  • “Egads I love Stephen Colbert. He just cracks me up and provides some much needed ridicule and levity when it comes to the state of the nation.

    I think I can relate a bit to the dejection you felt after your morning class. That is the primary reason I never wanted to become a teacher or a salesperson; I can’t stand trying to convince someone they want something, whether it be to learn or a product. In counseling, I’ve learned the hard way to try never to work harder than the client. Therapy just doesn’t work, and in fact backfires, when the therapist is trying too hard to get the client to change. Even when the client has repeatedly said they want to change. But it is so hard to see potential in someone coupled with a lack of motivation on their part. And it makes me wonder if I am doing a good enough job for them. That’s the trap, at least for me. If I think I should just be working harder, 'if only I were more brilliant' - then I could help them. Then I start working too hard, they get resistant and back off and pretty soon we’re stuck. Luckily that doesn’t happen too often any more. I am now more likely to invite the client into the process and wait for what they give. I now think I need them to bring in the raw materials for me to work with. If they bring nothing, not much we can do, sadly. I suppose teaching can be a bit like that. If your students are to learn, they must come ready and willing. But your situation is also different. Counseling is voluntary, being a student isn’t always. Just some thoughts.” - Jill in Tampa, FL

About Romania Journal November 15, 2006:

  • "Beautifully written. Wonderful story. You need to write a book about all of your teaching experiences around the world. I was really touched by your story. Keep up the good work." - Patrick in Shanghai, P.R. China

  • "Absolutely lovely, Joel. The best I've read from you: the most genuinely emotional and compassionate. You seem to have found your stride." - Marisa in Seattle, WA

About The Chicago Marathon: Reflections of an insomniac marathoner:

  • "I didn't write back sooner because I'm still pissed at what you wrote. Peaches is the coolest chick in music and anyone who doesn't think so cannot be my friend. I saw her at the Showbox not long before I left Seattle and she put on an extremely entertaining show. Making out with girls in the audience, spitting fake blood and coolest of all, doing a "duet" with Iggy Pop. Iggy was projected on a screen and did a dance with Peaches on stage, singing "Kick It." You can't top that. Ha, just kidding...I like her music but you can still be my friend." - Tom in Munich, Germany

  • “I sent my sister your Chicago Marathon story. She loved it. She also ran the marathon so I was thinking of both of you guys. She also PRed and has qualified for Boston. She is super happy. I send her all of your running stories. You really have a great voice and capture the essence of the race and what it feels like. Definitely keep it up.” - Patrick in Shanghai

  • "Thanks for that Joel. That's an enjoyable read. It is pretty tough to convey the feelings that you go through during a marathon but your account is as good as any I've read. All in all you should be pretty happy with the result on a tough day." - Ben in Seattle, WA

About Damascus Journal Dreams and Expectations:

  • "Thank you, Joel. I was transported to Damascus in [Dreams and Expectations]. Your introspective chronicling of this one small passage in your journey evoked all the sights, sounds, smells, touches, and feelings of being there. I admire your courageous willingness to venture out of comfort and conforming expectation to "follow your bliss." It is true that the journey is the joy, not the destination, but that is so hard for the Western mind to see… I appreciated your references from Zinn and Merton… I went through a period several years ago in which I read quite a lot of Merton and Nouwen "It is the reality of personal relationships that saves everything." I like that. I've often said, less eruditely, of course, that we save one another in countless ways." - Claudia in Springfield, MO

  • "Joel - I sent your email to my home address, as I often have more leisurely time to read non-work email there. I'm glad I did. [Dreams and Expectations] paints a wonderful picture of your experience, and I really found myself intrigued by your focus on the question 'what are your dreams' as well as resonating with that Thomas Merton quote. I used to soak up Merton, but it's been years since I've recalled that quote. Thank you for sharing this story, which for me became a reminder about the connection between the personal and the political." - Debbie in Seattle, WA

  • "[Dreams and Expectations], like many others, is a great piece. Thanks for conceiving of it and sharing it. Your talk about how you avoid the slide into routine was inspiring." - Mark in Minneapolis, MN

  • "Joel, I read [Dreams and Expectations] several times. Lately, it's been difficult to find the time to adequately correspond with people, regardless of the medium… It's frustrating, because I would like to write - or just call and tell you - volumes in response to this, but I would need sufficient time to articulate my thoughts. The questions you ask towards the end of the story are key; I feel like I've been asking them in similar form myself for a while now, and they're more pressing than ever… The 'What am I DOING here?' question always, always plaguing me managed to dampen my spirits to visible levels for the rest of the evening, and that in turn was met with advice like, 'Don't let things get you down' and 'We can't all be heroes.' I agree with the latter statement, but what if you can't even try? If the "righteousness of the work itself" is the impossible dream, what else is there? Anyway, this is my favorite of your stories so far. I look forward to reading future ones with ever-increasing voraciousness." - Lyana in New York, NY

  • "Hello Joel, Thank you for your fantastic writing on 'Dreams and Expectations'. I gather from your writing that we are all on a path in life, a journey if you will, on a sometimes lonely and difficult road where we all have to make choices. We have to chose not to give up, and keep trying even if we feel we're not getting anywhere or what we want. We must never lose the dream, for dreams are what keep us alive!. The places we go and the people we meet and the few blissed moments we all get are the things to be remembered and cherished! It might not be exactly what we want, we may get disappointed and God knows how many times in my life I've been cheated, hurt, fooled, run down, mistreated, and even ripped off, thrown out, etc... I still keep my dreams alive; though some days I feel I want to give up, but then something inside tells me not to, to be a little more patient and bam, it's like somehow the Universe answers us! I think this way. Remember the saying " It's not how you win the game, but how you play it", I finally understand that after many, many years! I hear everything you're saying; it all makes sense to me. You're a great writer, by the way! I think it's hard to plan six months in advance. I'm like you I don't like getting locked into a routine; that's when things become stale and marriages, too. I think change can be a good thing. Anyway, thanks again for the great piece--was very uplifting!"  - Giselle in Damascus, Syria

About the Short Story “Cut”, a collaboration with David Agasi:

  • "I did finally read 'Cut' and was very impressed...what I liked best about it was that it seemed to take its time to unfold...It strikes me that you're both remarkable writers in the same way - particularly talented at creating some very strong visuals with your word choices, and that your respective styles in that narrative come together well enough that I don't believe I'd have been able to tell who wrote which part. I look forward to what's next." - Lyana in New York, NY

  • "I’ve really enjoyed 'Cut.' It s an inspiring, poignant and provocative story. Captivating from the beginning to the end and almost impossible to put down. I’ve read it many times and always with the same pleasure. But I must say that the first time I read it, it filled me with sadness. I couldn’t figure out what made me feel this way." - Myriam in Casablanca, Morocco

About Various Other Journals, Articles or Short Stories:

  • "Joel, I fucking love this article! The game turned out to be a particularly good opportunity for you to showcase your narrative abilities. Now if only I could play Risk with a group of foreigners so I could see for myself what happens." - Lyana in New York about Game Night

  • "I just finished reading “Cut” and "Girl on a Train". I loved them both. You are a truly gifted writer. Are these going to be made into a novel? I think you told me, but I forget. How very clever to have two separate, distinct writers. It gives the story such appeal. I couldn't stop reading either story. Get them out there. They're great." - Dolores in Salt Lake City:

  • "For whatever it's worth, I ONLY had so-called "alternative" viewpoints expressed in my history classes. I was forced to read and recite numerous Howard Zinn textbooks. Not once from high school forward, did I experience conservative/traditional coursework.

    Come to think if it, as a freshman in college, I remember naively turning in an essay that had an opposing viewpoint from Zinn. I had assumed that college was a place for debate and discussion from all viewpoints. Naturally, I was savaged for it, and received a D. I recall a comment from the instructor was that only my correct grammar saved me from an F.

    Needless to say, going forward, I just recited Zinn back to my professors, and received As. Why fight what you can't beat, especially when it's so easy? Whitey is a butcher. Non-whities are flawless holistic denizens who were victimized in every way possible. Every advancement of society came at their expense. Copy and paste for every essay. Piece of cake!

    From my experience, any suggestion that schools aren't giving alternative historical viewpoints is absurd. I suspect that for most students, especially those in college, the exact contrary is more likely." - Paul  in Minneapolis about Romania Journal November 28, 2006

  • "I tip my hat to you, MacGyver. Though I guess my wish that you hadn't been harassed by another underachiever was decidedly unmet. So do I have your permission to tattoo the following line somewhere on myself? You get to choose the font and anatomical location, of course: 'I emerged... with a nascent pugnaciousness welling up like bile in my throat and, with wounded pride, I mystifyingly longed for more.' Seriously, more than once, you've displayed a remarkable - and mysterious - ability to verbalize something I perceive I've just coincidentally been experiencing myself, albeit in a completely different context. To elaborate on my reasons for saying this would be to elicit a lot of hackneyed expressions about mundane situations which you probably don't have the time or desire to read... Thanks for sharing. - Lyana's comments about Den of Thieves Part II

  • "I have enjoyed reading your [November 15] Romania journal. It is a beautiful and touching story, written with heart, warmth and deeply empathetic. You have wonderfully expressed the beauty of the human spirit and solidarity. Most people feel compassion for the poor and those who are suffering, but very few people really take actions, give their time, energy and creativity to offer solutions. I also loved your marathon story. I am happy that your effort, persistence and perseverance to run properly have been rewarded... Both of your last stories are inspirational and each contains a good message. You give the reader a chance to emotionally interact...I really feel and share your enthusiasm, and I hope that you will continue on this path. I'm so amazed and proud of your contributions and accomplishments." - Myriam from Casablanca about Romania Journal November 15, 2006 and The Chicago Marathon: Reflections of an insomniac marathoner

  • A response to Revenge of the Camel, a journal entry from Morocco: "Snorting scalding coffee into one's nasal passages is not recommended, but a near-unfortunate side-effect of reading your latest missive. Great story, and you forever have cured me of my fanciful Valentino-hot desert-seduction-on-the-back-of-a-camel-fantasy. Thank God for that." - Diana in Minneapolis, MN

  • "Joel, [Detours, Improvisations, and the Kindness of Strangers] is such a revealing and touching story about people, just people, not Americans or Syrians, but people. I always enjoy reading your "posts" and am wondering if you are considering having them published. I think it would be good for the world if you did." - Mary E. in Minneapolis, MN

  • In response to Mutiny in 3B: "Your stories floor me every time I read one, and I have to stand back and admire your command over the travel narrative." - Mark in Seattle, WA

  • "Your stories impact those with whom you share them. Not sure which strikes me more - your perseverance amidst the struggle, or your sheer honesty and openness about sharing the experience (struggle, pain, disappointment, triumph - it all!)  Somehow I feel like I have grown from the experience...simply for having read this!  Thanks, once again, for sharing, Joel -- the Boston marathon and all the other stories you share..." - Amy in San Francisco, CA

  • "I enjoyed the Moroccan article in [InsideOut Magazine]. I just spent a month and a half there so I appreciated the reality of the story. If you can imagine, the hassles are a million times worse for a female! I vowed that some day I'll write a story about the real Africa, like your writer did, painting a picture of real people with real dilemmas like us, not just the polar extremes of poverty and luxury safaris that we receive in the media. Keep up the good work." - from an InsideOut Magazine reader

  • "I just finished reading the 'Girl on a Train'. It is a wonderful, captivating story. I couldn't wait for the the end to find out what would happen...and I'm still wondering. Thank you for another rich tale, Joel."  - Jill L. in Tampa, FL

  • "All I want to say is that your writings are just like my window to the world." - Maha in Damascus, Syria

  • "I was visiting your site today and my friend, it is truly impressive. I'd read your stuff if I wasn't already a fan." - Molly M. in San Francisco, CA

  • "If I were a boy and could write half as well as you do, I would spend the greater part of my days taking champagne baths with a harem of lovely young ladies." - Lyana in New York City in response to a review of Jan Jalinek's Tierbeobachtungen

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