Linda Hogan
Linda Hogan
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Full Name and Common Aliases
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Linda Hogan is an American author of fiction and poetry, born Linda Hogshead.
Birth and Death Dates
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Born on 1947 in New York City, USA. Her death date is not readily available.
Nationality and Profession(s)
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American, Author
Linda Hogan is a writer known for her work in the genres of fiction, poetry, and non-fiction. She has written extensively about Native American issues and culture.
Early Life and Background
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Growing up in New York City and later moving to Oklahoma, Hogan's early life was influenced by her exposure to various cultures. Her experience with the Native American community in Oklahoma had a significant impact on her writing.
Hogan's educational background includes attending the University of Tulsa, where she earned a BA degree. She went on to earn an MFA from the University of Iowa Writers' Workshop. These experiences not only honed her writing skills but also deepened her understanding of various cultures and histories.
Major Accomplishments
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Pulitzer Prize Nomination: Hogan was nominated for the Pulitzer Prize in 1990 for her novel "Mean Spirit."
American Book Award: Her novel "Mean Spirit" won the American Book Award in 1991.
National Book Award Finalist: In 2002, she was a finalist for the National Book Award for her poetry collection "Dark Étoile."Notable Works or Actions
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Novels and Poetry Collections: Hogan has published several novels and poetry collections, including "Mean Spirit," "Power," "Dwellings: A Spiritual History of the Living World," and "Afterland."
* Non-Fiction Work: Her non-fiction work, "The Woman Who Watches Over the World: A Native Memoir," offers a unique perspective on the world.
Impact and Legacy
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Linda Hogan's writing has had a profound impact on literature. Through her exploration of themes related to identity, culture, and social justice, she has made significant contributions to contemporary American literature.
Hogan's commitment to highlighting Native American voices and experiences has helped to expand literary horizons. Her work serves as an example for future generations of writers who seek to explore diverse narratives and perspectives.
Why They Are Widely Quoted or Remembered
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Linda Hogan is widely quoted and remembered due to her significant contributions to literature, particularly in the areas of Native American culture and social justice.
Quotes by Linda Hogan
Linda Hogan's insights on:
As for me, I have a choice between honoring that dark life I’ve seen so many years moving in the junipers, or of walking away and going on with my own human busyness. There is always that choice for humans.
She didn’t forgive him, not then. Not really until years later when she realized how men were so influenced by their peers and governments. This was something Ruth, a woman who could stand alone in the world, would never understand.
The people her own age had not ever recovered from the war. The older people are still in the pain of history. Some say it is over, the A’atsika way. It isn’t, Ruth wanted to tell the world that she hangs by her strength. Alone. Don’t be fooled. This is just America happening to us again. She would like to keep them from ruining themselves altogether.
She was an anchor but at least now she knew it had an end, a stopping place. It hit bottom. She could fall no deeper.
Now they were merely trying to fill themselves up but not with the heart, not the soul. They’d lost both those along the way...
Perhaps it was the word “God” that was inviting to me, a word I thought I knew too much about. The one who had tortured Job, who had Abraham lift the ax to his son, who, disguised as a whale, had swallowed Jonah. I know now that the name does not refer to any deity, but means simply to call out and pray, to summon.
He wakes up and he is not a halfhearted man and he can’t remember why he wakes this way, except that he hears the sound of birds and it is as if behind the human world something else is taking place. The.
Surrounded by stone, this body of mine is seen in the dim light for what it is, fragile and brief. The water closes, seamless, around me. My foot with it’s blue-green veins is vulnerable beside this rock-hard world that wants to someday take me in. Can we love what will swallow us when we are gone? I do. I love what will consume us all, the place where the tunneling worms and roots of plants dwell, where the slow deep centuries of earth are undoing and remaking themselves.