I put a lot of energy into getting an
interview with Robert Novak who was recently the commencement speaker at the
University of St. Francis. While I worked at getting the interview, I
fantasized about being able to spend hours with him and getting a really
in-depth interview with this outspoken critic from the far-right. After a
Herculean effort, it was looking like even meeting him wouldn’t be possible
because of time constraints. Bummer. However, I was able to salvage
disappointment by a creative mix of determination and moxie. What was to be a
marathon-length interview turned out to be only fifteen minutes, but at the
time, I would have been happy with five minutes.
The interview immediately followed his commencement address and took place at a
reception for him. While dozens of well-wishers and autographs hounds circled
us, we huddled at a table. I fired off my questions fearing a modern-day sword
of Damocles would cut me off at any time. While researching Novak’s life, I
discovered that he wrote a sports column for a Joliet, IL newspaper. I always
assumed that he had been a political writer. This was not so. He started his
writing career started as a sports reporter, and I wanted to know why he started
his career covering Joliet area sports.
Novak said that his father had been an athlete in school but knew
early on that he wasn’t going to be an all-American jock. Realizing this, he
did the next best thing. He reported on the all-American jocks. Thus became
the writing career of Robert D. Novak.
Novak’s explanation interested me, because I believe that all
success originates from pain. Whether you look at the art world, the world of
sport, or the world in general, we see time and again that success comes from
the way a persons deals with pain. The pains will vary from person to person,
but it is one of the common denominators for creating success. As I listened to
his story from a half-century before, I mused over knowing that I would use his
story to illustrate my contention about this counterintuitive truth that pain
motivates.
Novak explained that his father was a pretty good athlete in school. However,
he didn’t inherit his father’s athletic gene pool and never succeeded at
sports. Therefore, he did the next best thing; he wrote about those that did
thus turning bad into good.
However, on the drive back home, my feelings of success and
gratitude for having managed to get an interview quickly faded. I regretted not
having had all the time in the world for do my interview. I have interviewed
many people for the newspaper for which I write and for my web site and had
gotten comfortable having at least an hour to do my interviews. As I opined to
my wife about the brevity of my interview with Novak, I soon realized that I had
learned something about interviewing because of the time limitations. It dawned
upon me that I had been more focused in my questioning and that gotten half the
questions answered before the autograph seekers acting like Damocles’ sword cut
us off. While I had wanted far more time, I got most of what I had desired in
our brief encounter. The time constraints taught me an important lesson about
getting focused.
I also
thought about how I could reconfigure the material that I had gleaned from the
interview. When I would do an hour interview, I never thought about using some
of the material for articles—like this one. I would merely use the interview
without thinking of other creative ways of using the material from the
interview.
As we drove
up to our home, I was again smiling. For the last few miles, I had not spoken
much. My wife shot me a quizzical look and said, “What are you smiling about?
You were just complaining about not getting a lengthy interview.” I replied
that this was just another example of how pain yields blessings. I walked into
the house and went directly to my office and wrote this article about turning
bad into good.
This article appeared in the Dixon Telegraph on 7/19/04.
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