Guest Blogger: Elin Hilderbrand
The Surfing Lesson is a touching short story about a poignant stage in a marriage explores
the backstory of Margot Carmichael, one of the stars in Elin
Hilderbrand's new novel Beautiful Day.
Full disclosure: I am not a surfer. I have never lay on a board, nor sat on one, much less stood on one. I don’t even particularly like waves. When I go into the ocean, I time my entry and exit between waves, after executing what I have termed “the French dip,” which lasts two to three seconds.
Why then did I write a short story entitled, The Surfing Lesson? The answer is that I wanted to write a spinoff to my forthcoming novel, Beautiful Day – and the story of Margot Carmichael’s divorce from her well-meaning but somewhat feckless husband, Drum, presented an irresistible opportunity. The Surfing Lesson follows Margot’s painful and confounding realization, during her family’s two-week vacation on Nantucket, that she no longer loves Drum. She yearns to feel differently, but when she and Drum and their three children bump into Drum’s ex-girlfriend, a woman who has haunted Margot for the entirety of her marriage, she feels no jealousy, and she understands the marriage is over.
Drum
is a Nantucket surfer. Not only have I
gotten to know this particular breed of athlete during my
twenty years on the
island, I have given birth to one. My
son, Maxwell, age thirteen, is one of the most graceful surfers I have ever
seen in action. It came to him
naturally; it was as though he was born knowing how to place his feet, balance
his weight, and ride the board. I have
spent many an early summer morning, completely exhausted, watching from the
front seat of my Jeep on the south shore, while Maxx catches the earliest and
best waves of the day.
I pretend to be exasperated about sacrificing my sleep so he can pursue the surf, but in truth, I’m jealous. I wish I had the feel for the water and its movement the way he does; I wish I had his prowess and skill, and I have told him so.
He is a good kid, and an even better son. He always says, “It’s okay, Mom. You can just write about it.”
Believe me when I say, you do NOT have to be a master of the left-hand breaker to enjoy The Surfing Lesson. You just have to be able to read. Happy summer!
--Elin Hilderbrand


