Gallup has worked for many years as a technical writer in aerospace and
wireless telecommunications, with projects ranging from proposals for satellite
launches and feasibility studies of space missions, to user guides for trendy
new cell phones. In the early years, he wrote occasional short fiction on the
side, and features for newspapers.
His life changed drastically with the birth of his son Joseph in 1985. Upon
learning that there was a problem, he applied his energies to a pursuit of
answers that he felt certain must exist. After a year of consulting with
physicians to no effect, he located other resources. For the next four years,
he and his wife Judy implemented an intensive two-pronged treatment campaign
that resulted in dramatic improvements in Joseph’s condition.
His memoir What About the Boy? shows
what the family did, and what happened next. The book has twice won “Best Memoir”
in the San Diego Book Awards competitions, once in the Unpublished category
(2007) and again following publication in 2011.
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objective in the absence of dependable guideposts. Specifically, it’s about a
campaign my wife and I launched to help our little boy overcome some pretty
acute developmental problems. Nobody really understands what’s going on with
him, and the doctors appear uninterested in finding out. So we’re pretty much
on our own, and we get lost. The book uses the concept of a maze, or a
labyrinth, as a kind of metaphor. The image on the cover suggests that.
started out simply as a journaling exercise. I found myself in a confusing
situation, and writing was a way to try and make sense of it. And of course
writing provided an emotional release. There was no thought of ever seeing
those words in print. But as I kept pondering the things that happened and what
they meant, and as my point of view evolved over time, I realized that what I’d
produced was a memoir. Memoir tends to be a kind of writing in which you use
your present-day perspective to understand the one you had at the time you were
living out the experience.
As an example, here’s an excerpt from the book in which my older self is
looking back at my earlier motivations:
“But on the other hand if this campaign were to fail—No, it couldn’t fail! I
refused to contemplate what that would mean, for myself as well as for Joseph.
I avoided comparing the energy and passion I spent on his behalf with what I
displayed at my day job. The managers there had faith in my ability to support
tight deadlines with high-quality work, but I had no remaining bandwidth to
offer much creativity or leadership. They rewarded my steady presence with
steady employment, but no promotions. Like Nell’s contempt, that too was ok. I
could not excel in my career because I had this program to do! Therefore, the
program must not fall short of what I needed as badly as Joseph, because then
neither of us had a way out.”
creative energies over the last year have gone into promoting WATB. I do have a few pieces of short
fiction sitting around, and I have this idea of putting them together into an
ebook—or maybe two ebooks, one for fiction and one for my favorite blog posts.
If that becomes a reality, I’ll just put ‘em up on Amazon for free. WATB was a very important project for
me. At this point, I just don’t envision another one like it.
In July, a local newspaper reprinted one of my blog posts as an article, and
today I heard that the editor liked that enough to ask me to pitch a regular
column to them. Maybe I’ll become a journalist next.
school, teachers gave me lots of encouragement about my writing. They said it
was a strength I should build on. And I always liked reading, so maybe there
was a subconscious notion that one day I’d write books. Once, in my twenties, I
was going to be getting nitrous oxide for a dental procedure, and I came up
with this idea that while I was under it might be a way of getting in touch
with my “inner self,” whatever that is. So I made of point of telling that
inner self, You are a writer, just to
see what would happen. But when I did that, my inner self replied, Of course. You already know that, dummy.
your work day like? If not, what do you do other than write and how do you find
time to write?
full time, but that’s because I have a day job as a technical writer! Most of
that output is not very creative. The memoir I wrote was composed in my spare
time, over a period of many years. Likewise, blog posts for my website and occasional
short fiction take shape in fragments of spare time here and there.
what I’ve written began life as random jotting on scraps of paper—grocery store
receipts, post-it notes, whatever happens to be within reach when inspiration
strikes. (There are examples of that in front of me right now.) This could
happen when I’m walking down the sidewalk, sitting in a boring meeting, or even
driving on the highway. Later, in front of a computer, assuming I can read my
scribbling, I look for a way to expand those nuggets into something worth
reading. Somehow, that’s more natural for me than starting from scratch in a
blank Word file.
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around age 10, I got it into my head that I was going to be a doctor. That
assumption stayed with me a long time—right up to the point where I interviewed
for medical school. My grades and test scores had been OK, but apparently I
didn’t handle the interviews very well. The problem was a combination of
immaturity and just not being prepared. I still think I’d have made a good
want to share with the readers?
shows, first of all, that I believe in taking charge of a challenging
situation, to whatever extent that’s possible. I believe, since each of us has
to live with the consequences of what we do, it’s really up to us to shoot for
the best possible outcome.
But there’s no guarantee of achieving that outcome, even after we make our very
best effort. Our culture is full of inspiring stories in which the underdog
finally triumphs over the odds, but in reality it doesn’t necessarily work out
that way. So a more important takeaway is this: Hardship comes to all of us,
but misery is optional. Yes, we should do whatever we can to improve things, but
there’s no reason to beat ourselves up if we don’t see the result we were