You don't find this out hanging around writers' workshops.
Price also has a remarkable ear. (He spends a good deal of his time in Hollywood doctoring dialogue.) One of the characters in Samaritan is a prison autodidact, but Price never says so, he doesn't have to; just listen to him talk:
"You working?""Yeah, well no, not like an employee per se. However, I'm working on something. I got this idea for a nonprofit organization to help inmates return to so-called society? I call it LIFE — Living in Fear of Extinction. I want to set up a whole reentry program, you know, literacy, computer literacy, how to fill out résumés, how to communicate, how to be prompt, how to be inspirational, how to make eye contact. See right now, I'm at the research stage, I need to learn how to file an application for tax-exempt status, how to find sponsors, how to—"
"Anything else?" Ray unable to hear this shit.
"Other? Well, yeah, I had this T-shirt thing goin' on, you know, bought shirts in bulk, designed my own logo, hooked up with this printer did silk-screening on a delayed payment schedule but that's all on financial hold for the time being, and I was also working on a comic book I wanted to publish, called Dawgs of War, about the future, when America wages war on the Republic of Nubia and it was gonna focus on one platoon of guys from the hood, how they get educated over there, you know, come to understand that they're fighting...you know, that they're on the wrong side..."
"Per se," "inspirational," "on financial hold for the time being" — all of this is exact. But the acronym and, especially, the question mark after "so-called society" betray the hand of the master.
Children are prominent in all of Price's novels, and the only novelist I can think of who shows a comparable understanding of the species is Richard Hughes, in A High Wind to Jamaica. Price's children aren't the precocious wiseasses of sitcoms, or Spielbergian tuning forks who, quivering to the music of the spheres, always sense the truth and can't persuade the cold-hearted adults to believe them. They're children — half-formed, amoral savages struggling to become adults.
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