{"id":115219,"date":"2016-08-05T09:48:27","date_gmt":"2016-08-05T13:48:27","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/?p=115219"},"modified":"2016-08-05T09:48:27","modified_gmt":"2016-08-05T13:48:27","slug":"gina-barreca-writing-about-those-we-love","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/2016\/08\/gina-barreca-writing-about-those-we-love\/","title":{"rendered":"Gina Barreca: Writing About Those We Love"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Gina Barreca\u2019s latest book is as funny and forthright as her previous memoirs. But this one, she says, is even more personal and more revealing \u2013 examining relationships she holds most dear, including that with husband Michael Meyer, who also taught English at UConn.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>For more stories from UConn Magazine, go to the <a href=\"http:\/\/magazine.uconn.edu\/\">Magazine website<\/a>.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I had enormous fun writing <em>If You Lean In, Will Men Just Look Down Your Blouse?<\/em> And I learned a lot. Yes, this book takes on a number of social and cultural issues \u2013 everything from the \u201cTwilight\u201d and \u201cFifty Shades\u201d phenomena to the powers of Spanx and Goji berries. But it\u2019s different from most of my earlier work, because it\u2019s more personal and unguarded.<\/p>\n<p>We get braver and more honest as we get older. I don\u2019t know if it\u2019s true that we women become invisible as we age, but we certainly become more audible. We become more politicized, less willing to simply nod and smile if we disagree, and more willing to stand up for ourselves and others (instead of leaning in \u2013 I\u2019m not a Sheryl Sandberg fan, and that\u2019s where the title comes from; there\u2019s a chapter about my issues with her work). And both women and men, somewhere between 40 and 50, begin to distinguish what actually makes them happy from what they\u2019ve always done to please others. Being able to define that difference is an accomplishment. It\u2019s one of those areas of expertise that takes at least 10,000 hours to learn. At a certain age, you finally become the indisputable authority on the subject of yourself.<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n  <p>It\u2019s time to write, to read, and to drive with the top down. <cite> <\/cite><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>I know I\u2019m getting braver as I get older \u2013 and that won\u2019t come as a big surprise to anybody. Having taught creative writing classes at both the undergraduate and graduate level, I\u2019ve always emphasized the need for writers at every level to figure out what story they\u2019re really trying to tell. It\u2019s usually buried four or five paragraphs deep and embedded in a particularly sharp, fierce, sometimes off-the-cuff line the writer might have been surprised to hear herself or himself say. It\u2019s rarely the well-groomed, much-rehearsed, and overwritten sentence that grabs a reader by the throat.<\/p>\n<p>I tried to respect that in my own writing while completing this manuscript. While nobody could accuse me of keeping my personal life out of my earlier books (after all, I wrote a memoir about my time as one of the first women at Dartmouth College titled <em>Babes in Boyland<\/em>, and my first book, <em>They Used to Call Me Snow White but I Drifted<\/em>, draws deeply on my Italian upbringing), this latest collection takes more risks.<\/p>\n<p>For example, in a section titled \u201cIf You Met My Family, You\u2019d Understand,\u201d there\u2019s a chapter about questions I wished I\u2019d asked my mother before she died (she was 47 and I was 16). There are essays about how my parents\u2019 troubled marriage helped clarify what I wanted from my own. And while deep fears aren\u2019t necessarily funny, there\u2019s an essay about my own panic attacks that includes an incident with a butterfly net. There\u2019s also a section titled \u201cIf You Run With a Bad Crowd, Can You Call It Exercise?\u201d \u201cReal\u201d humor is real.<\/p>\n<div class=\"row\">\n<div class=\"col-sm-4 col-xs-12\" style=\"margin-bottom: 10px;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a018-e1470255308315.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-115224 size-large img-responsive lazyload\" data-src=\"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a018-e1470255308315-1024x682.jpg\" alt=\"Regina Barreca with her husband, Michael Meyer, at the Aero Diner in North Windham on March 11, 2016. (Peter Morenus\/UConn Photo)\" width=\"640\" height=\"426\" data-srcset=\"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a018-e1470255308315-1024x682.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a018-e1470255308315-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a018-e1470255308315-768x511.jpg 768w, https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a018-e1470255308315-630x420.jpg 630w, https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a018-e1470255308315-150x100.jpg 150w\" data-sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 640px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 640\/426;\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<div class=\"col-sm-4 col-xs-12\" style=\"margin-bottom: 10px;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a143-e1470255408370.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-115223 size-large img-responsive lazyload\" data-src=\"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a143-e1470255408370-1024x683.jpg\" alt=\"Regina Barreca with her husband, Michael Meyer, at the Aero Diner in North Windham on March 11, 2016. (Peter Morenus\/UConn Photo)\" width=\"640\" height=\"427\" data-srcset=\"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a143-e1470255408370-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a143-e1470255408370-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a143-e1470255408370-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a143-e1470255408370-630x420.jpg 630w, https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a143-e1470255408370-150x100.jpg 150w\" data-sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 640px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 640\/427;\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<div class=\"col-sm-4 col-xs-12\" style=\"margin-bottom: 10px;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a072-e1470255108266.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-115221 size-large img-responsive lazyload\" data-src=\"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a072-e1470255108266-1024x701.jpg\" alt=\"Regina Barreca with her husband, Michael Meyer, at the Aero Diner in North Windham on March 11, 2016. (Peter Morenus\/UConn Photo)\" width=\"640\" height=\"438\" data-srcset=\"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a072-e1470255108266-1024x701.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a072-e1470255108266-300x205.jpg 300w, https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a072-e1470255108266-768x525.jpg 768w, https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/Barreca160311a072-e1470255108266-614x420.jpg 614w\" data-sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 640px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 640\/438;\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p>I try to write about teaching, writing, my professional life, and my own relationships with honesty as well as humor. When I write about my friends and family, I ask their permission to tell their stories as well as my own. Most of the time they\u2019re generous enough to grant it.<\/p>\n<p>The excerpt below is from an essay about my husband, Michael Meyer, on the day he retired from the English Department at UConn. I first published it with <em>The Chronicle of Higher Education<\/em>, but even though he\u2019s the focus of the essay, I did not, in this case, show it to him first. I wanted it to be a surprise. It was a delight to adapt it for <em>If You Lean In<\/em> and to have it here in <em>UConn Magazine<\/em>, since Michael was everybody\u2019s favorite professor of American Literature.<\/p>\n<div class=\"wpb_column vc_column_container vc_col-sm-3\">\n<aside class=\"grey-sidebar full-sidebar\">\n  <\/p>\n<p>My husband is teaching a class on the poetry of Emily Dickinson this morning.<\/p>\n<p>He\u2019s been teaching Dickinson for 40 years; it\u2019s not like there was a lot of prep involved.But today is different for two reasons: Not only is it the last class of the semester; it\u2019s also the last class my husband, Michael Meyer, is going to teach. After today \u2013 or, to be more precise, after next week\u2019s exams \u2013 he will have retired from his work as a university professor.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s not like Michael\u2019s going out of business entirely, since he edits all those versions of <em>The Bedford Introduction to Literature<\/em> that you see everywhere, but he\u2019s done with the classroom part of it.<\/p>\n<p>Maybe I should say he\u2019s done with the \u201coffice\u201d part of it.<\/p>\n<p>Michael has always been one of those teachers admired and respected by those he\u2019s taught; the Meyer Diaspora of successful former UConn students offers testimony to that.<\/p>\n<p>His current students can\u2019t believe he\u2019s been doing this since before their parents were born.<\/p>\n<p>What they also can\u2019t believe is that the two of us are married to each other.<\/p>\n<p>Michael looks and often sounds like an English professor out of central casting. This morning, for example, he left for work wearing a tweed jacket, blue shirt, and striped tie, with his briefcase firmly in hand. His salt-and-pepper beard was neatly combed, his dark eyebrows lifted in his usual expression of amusement, and his glasses were \u2013 as they always are \u2013 spotless. This is no rumpled academic. This is the Man. He\u2019s distinguished, handsome, and authoritative.<\/p>\n<p>Me, I go to school looking like either Anna Magnani or Ethel Merman. After 23 years of teaching in Connecticut, I still look like I\u2019m there to deliver a pizza rather than teach a class. I still sound like I\u2019m from New York, and I wear heels so that my students hear me clicking down the hall as I approach.<\/p>\n<p>Michael and I are almost as different as it\u2019s possible to be and still be part of the same department \u2013 let alone part of the same marriage \u2013 so it\u2019s no wonder our students are shocked to discover we\u2019re together.<\/p>\n<p>They\u2019ll miss him, as will our colleagues. But, as Michael says, \u201cIt\u2019s time.\u201d The son of a longshoreman and a factory worker, Michael\u2019s held a job since he was 15. He\u2019s now 65. It\u2019s time to write, to read, and to drive with the top down.<\/p>\n<p>After all, as a friend of ours said, \u201cAfter you turn 50, you\u2019re cramming for finals.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Dickinson suggests as much in \u201cApparently with no surprise,\u201d when she writes about the inexorable and indifferent passage of time, as \u201cThe Sun proceeds unmoved\/to measure off another Day.\u201d Of course I\u2019m looking forward to the next several years being as best described by the title of another Dickinson poem, \u201cWild Nights \u2013 Wild Nights!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>To my distinguished colleague: Congratulations on years well spent and classes well taught.<\/p>\n<p>Well done.<\/aside>\n<p><a class=\"text-muted sans\" href=\"http:\/\/ginabarreca.com\/\" target=\"_blank\">From ginabarreca.com<\/a><br \/>\nGina Barreca is fed up with women who lean in, but don\u2019t open their mouths. In her latest collection of essays, she turns her attention to subjects like bondage, which she notes now seems to come in 50 shades of grey and has been renamed Spanx. She muses on those lessons learned in Kindergarten that every woman must unlearn, like not having to hold the hand of the person you\u2019re walking next to (especially if he\u2019s a bad boyfriend), or needing to have milk, cookies, and a nap every day at 3 p.m. (which tends to sap one\u2019s energy, not to mention what it does to one\u2019s waistline). She sounds off about all those things a woman hates to hear from a man like \u201cCalm down\u201d or \u201cNext time, try buying shoes that fit.\u201d <em>\u2018If You Lean In, Will Men Just Look Down Your Blouse?\u2019<\/em> is about getting loud, getting love, getting ahead, and getting the first draw (or the last shot). Here are tips, lessons, and bold confessions about bad boyfriends at any age, about friends we love and ones we can\u2019t stand anymore, about waist size and wasted time, about panic, placebos, placentas, and certain kinds of not-so adorable paternalism attached to certain kinds of politicians. The world is kept lively by loud women talking and <em>\u2018If You Lean In, Will Men Just Look Down Your Blouse?\u2019<\/em> cheers and challenges those voices to come together and speak up.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The English professor and humorist shares an excerpt from &#8216;If You Lean In, Will Men Just Look Down Your Blouse?&#8217;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":58,"featured_media":115225,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"_crdt_document":"","wds_primary_category":0,"wds_primary_series":0,"wds_primary_attribution":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2226,2225],"tags":[],"magazine-issues":[],"coauthors":[117],"class_list":["post-115219","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-clas","category-uconn-storrs"],"pp_statuses_selecting_workflow":false,"pp_workflow_action":"current","pp_status_selection":"publish","acf":[],"publishpress_future_action":{"enabled":false,"date":"2026-05-24 21:47:45","action":"change-status","newStatus":"draft","terms":[],"taxonomy":"category","extraData":[]},"publishpress_future_workflow_manual_trigger":{"enabledWorkflows":[]},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-rest\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115219","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-rest\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-rest\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-rest\/wp\/v2\/users\/58"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-rest\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=115219"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-rest\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115219\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":115315,"href":"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-rest\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115219\/revisions\/115315"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-rest\/wp\/v2\/media\/115225"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-rest\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=115219"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-rest\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=115219"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-rest\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=115219"},{"taxonomy":"magazine-issue","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-rest\/wp\/v2\/magazine-issues?post=115219"},{"taxonomy":"author","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/today.uconn.edu\/wp-rest\/wp\/v2\/coauthors?post=115219"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}