Daniel Wallace (1) (1959–)

Insightful and intimate, but still with a paradoxical undercurrent of universality. This is a grief memoir, but also an examination of perceptions of masculinity and of family. The man who defined for the author what it meant to "be a man", his brother in law William, killed himself, leaving behind Wallace and Wallace's sister, a chronically ill and substantially disabled woman who had been his constant companion since they had been in grade school, the love of his life and also a person who show more was completely dependent on William. Wallace lays himself bare (he certainly does not offer a very glamourous picture of himself) and also lays bare Willam whom he comes to know through the journals he left behind.

The book is painful to read from start to finish, but it is also insightful and brings home in excruciating detail the impossibility of really knowing anyone. It is a beautiful homage to William, an iconoclast, but also man who was deeply flawed and desperately wanted to be better. Wallace occasionally goes off into some self-indulgent directions that do not enhance the narrative, but overall this is truly excellent. show less

Edsel Bronfman receives an unexpected phone call, advising him that he's won a free weekend for two at a timeshare in Florida. He isn't dating anyone, he doesn't have any female friends, and he certainly doesn't want to invite his mother, so Bronfman launches his mission to find a willing travel companion in just 79 days.

Wallace's sardonic tone and humor made this story quite enjoyable. It would have been easy (and to be honest I half expected) for Bronfman to become a caricature of the show more single guy in his thirties living alone, so I really appreciated that the author resisted the temptation and gave the character moderate depth. This would make a fun vacation read. show less

EXTRAORDINARY ADVENTURES by Daniel Wallace is a strange, funny, weird and surprisingly likable book by the author of BIG FISH. I have not read anything else by Mr. Wallace, but I did see the movie based on his story, and so I found myself wondering what this tale might provide. It gave me a strange but likable main character in Edsel Bronfman, an odd situation (he has "won" a vacation to a condo time-share resort, all he has to do is listen to a sales talk for an hour while there) and a show more complication to his story (he must bring a female companion with him to the resort).
But the biggest complication is, although he is 34, Edsel has never had a female companion, yet alone one he could ask along on this trip.
This is Edsel's life in search of a new way of living. He has a computer entry job that would seem to be totally anonymous, boring, even soul-suckingly drab, and no friends beside Thomas Edison, his next door neighbor in the terrible apartment block where they both live. His only female companion is his increasingly whacked out mother who is rapidly sliding into dementia. His father was a one night stand that now appears to be, literally, haunting his mother.
Edsel determines to use this vacation and so sets out to somehow alter his life and get involved with a woman, any woman, but someone he could see himself actually liking and who would like him in return.
If BIG FISH was a search for the reality of a father, this is a search for self. Edsel must look into himself, his reasons for being and decide how to change. This is a journey fraught with dangers, either from snobby artists or drug dealers, thieves and cops, or a mother increasingly lost to herself and him and taking her own semi-private journey.
Somehow Mr. Wallace manages to make sure this tale is never glum, that there is a promise of a brighter tomorrow throughout, and that the hero of the piece is someone that, while we might actually want to be friends with, we might approve of their trek.
This is a surprisingly thoughtful and delicate story. show less

People are a mystery. We can only know the pieces of them that they are willing to show or share. No matter how much they appear to be an open book, there is some hidden part, smaller or larger, that they hold secret. Mostly we don't give much thought to this very private piece of the people in our lives. Their public self is enough. But when you lose someone by suicide, someone you thought you knew, someone who was instrumental in forming your own adult self, someone you loved dearly, you show more might start to look harder to try and find that missing piece, the unshared and unsharable aspect of your loved one's persona. This was definitely true for Daniel Wallace, as he chronicles in his non-fiction look at his late brother-in-law, William Nealy, This Isn't Going to End Well.

When Wallace was twelve, he first met his future brother-in-law. There was an immediate case of hero worship for this fearless, adventurous, talented, and charismatic man. William represented everything cool in Wallace's world and the fact that he took time to get to know this awkward kid and to occasionally include him or teach him was an absolute gift. Wallace wanted to be like William when he grew up, never knowing the demons that William fought underneath that legendary exterior until it was far too late.

William was a deeply complex person suffering from deep trauma and suicidal ideation. He was increasingly obsessed with his best friend's unsolved murder. On the surface, he was a master at just about everything he turned his hand to, he was loving and tender, especially with Holly, Wallace's sister, who suffered from crippling arthritis and a multitude of other health problems, he was (and still is) a famed cartoonist, a storied and respected river runner, and a much beloved brother-in-law. But all of that could not keep him from taking his own life, an act that left Wallace confused, angry, and devastated, and ultimately searching for the truth of the man he thought he'd known.

The book is almost a series of vignettes from Wallace's own life, his memories of William, Holly, and his attempts to work through his own confused feelings about William's death. It is both Wallace's book and William's book, and even occasionally Holly's book. It is musing and reflective when Wallace is focused on himself. Oddly enough, it is less sympathetic when it turns to William though. Wallace uses excerpts from William's private journals, which were supposed to be destroyed, to give the reader a look into William's mind. This private, made very public without consent, in fact, expressly against consent, makes for some very uncomfortable reading. Clearly Wallace is still angry about William's death and while he doesn't sugar coat this ugly emotion and all it inspired him to do, he hasn't seemed to work past it far enough to feel deep sorrow and understanding for the man who suffered so much emotionally in private. In a way, the anger feels like a betrayal of all that William gave to him over the years.

This is less a memoir/biography than a reflection on how hard it is, indeed, to realize that someone you adored was merely human like the rest of us and the sadness of discovering that the inner person isn't like the outer person, or at least the outer person isn't the whole of the person you thought you knew. William was a major influence on Daniel's life but one has to wonder after reading this, what William himself would have thought of his brother-in-law's book, whether he would have thought it a fair exposure or not. Laying bare what it did, in the manner that it did, was deeply uncomfortable to me as a reader. show less