Lisa Pell
Release Date: July 24th, 2012
Publisher: Aberdeen Bay
Inspired by the author’s
experience, Who’s Your Daddy, Baby? is the story of Lori McGuire Pomay,
a happily married career woman living in suburban Washington, D.C.
Lori undergoes genetic testing for in vitro fertilization and her world
is rocked when she is told the dad she always knew could not possibly
have been her biological father. This mid-life shocker sends her into
an alternately hilarious, heartwarming, and heartbreaking search for
truth about her heritage – from Appalachian Cherokees to Purple Kings on
a church stage, with high-rolling gamblers, car dealers, dentists, and
all manner of confused amnesiacs in their seventies along for the ride.
With Lori’s mother having died in the 1990s, taking many of the answers to her questions with her, the situation was rife with miscalculations. Initially, the protagonist Lori McGuire Pomay’s only clues to a prospective unknown biological father’s identity are memories of her late mother discussing pre-marital dating in the mountains of southwestern Virginia, and faded old letters from several paternal contenders, written around the time of her conception in the apparently swinging spring of 1958. The hunt eventually involves possibly ten paternal prospects; their families and friends; the membership of two churches; the high-rolling gambler ex-husband of a famous Hollywood actress; two families of car dealers; several free-spirited road trips around Virginia, and numerous humorous telephone calls and e-mails.
It all boils down to timing and opportunity. Lori learns more than she ever wanted to know about the vagaries of female fertility, the fallibility of half-siblingship DNA testing, problems with blood type testing/mutations, the impact of several genetic mutations – and her late mother’s courtships. Readers learn more than they might have known about Appalachian heritage, northern European ethnicity, inbreeding, sex and Rock n’ Roll in the 1950s, the bonds of motherhood, and the nature of paternity. Throw in the onset of a puzzling hereditary vertigo condition set off by hormone injections, plus a trip to the hospital for chest pains, and "Who’s Your Daddy, Baby?" will leave your head spinning.
With Lori’s mother having died in the 1990s, taking many of the answers to her questions with her, the situation was rife with miscalculations. Initially, the protagonist Lori McGuire Pomay’s only clues to a prospective unknown biological father’s identity are memories of her late mother discussing pre-marital dating in the mountains of southwestern Virginia, and faded old letters from several paternal contenders, written around the time of her conception in the apparently swinging spring of 1958. The hunt eventually involves possibly ten paternal prospects; their families and friends; the membership of two churches; the high-rolling gambler ex-husband of a famous Hollywood actress; two families of car dealers; several free-spirited road trips around Virginia, and numerous humorous telephone calls and e-mails.
It all boils down to timing and opportunity. Lori learns more than she ever wanted to know about the vagaries of female fertility, the fallibility of half-siblingship DNA testing, problems with blood type testing/mutations, the impact of several genetic mutations – and her late mother’s courtships. Readers learn more than they might have known about Appalachian heritage, northern European ethnicity, inbreeding, sex and Rock n’ Roll in the 1950s, the bonds of motherhood, and the nature of paternity. Throw in the onset of a puzzling hereditary vertigo condition set off by hormone injections, plus a trip to the hospital for chest pains, and "Who’s Your Daddy, Baby?" will leave your head spinning.
This book was based on your own real life experience. Did you
find writing about the event therapeutic or had it been a difficult task?
Oh, it definitely was therapeutic. Initially, I began writing a
journal to ensure I kept the names and stories of all the players straight, and
record my thought processes and emotions, sensing this paternity search
situation was something I might want to develop later. I was hesitant about calling it a book, because
I didn’t know where the ending was going to take me. Then I decided the ending was not what really
mattered; it was the journey, and I could conjure up whatever ending worked and
might be most interesting to others. This book covers more than my search from
my tiny little corner of the universe. Several doctors
intrigued by some of the quirky medical and scientific issues involved in my
situation, people who have been involved in adoption issues, and friends
intrigued by my tales of my Appalachian heritage, began to encourage me to
publish my story. Some advance readers
have said the book was therapeutic for them, and would be for others. My novel should particularly resonate with
people searching for their roots, those interested in Appalachian American and
Virginia history and genealogy, DNA testing foibles, the impacts of various
genetic mutations, and certain medical/scientific issues, including in vitro
fertilization, migraine disorders, vertigo, blood typing quirks, and blood type
mutation theories. And of course, any
story about a child born in the late 1950s has to involve a little rock ‘n’
roll. I hope my experience can help
others by shedding light on some timely, relevant issues, and readers can enjoy
a few laughs along the way.
How close do you feel you relate to Lori? Or how different is
she from you?
Lori
is my alter ego, even has the same number of letters in her first name, and the
same initials, for those of you into clues. But the ending is where the
schizophrenic split into two beings becomes pronounced. Reading closely, you probably could discern
the ending to my story – it’s in there – but Lori’s is more twisted than mine,
even though her story very well could have been mine, which I think makes it
more intriguing. My family and I joke I
had to protect the innocent, the guilty,
and the guilt-ridden by fictionalizing what basically is my story. I was squeamish about some elementary school
student having to deal with news about grandpa’s date 50 years earlier, so some
characters were amalgamated and, after a four year search, the plot had to be
condensed. The fictionalization also
provided more freedom to delve into deeper truths without having to worry about
embarrassing anyone. When I was in the
television news business, I recall a conversation about how sometimes you have
to stage things to make them appear more real.
What part of the writing process did you enjoy? What part did you feel you could do without?
There was such a
sense of accomplishment in finishing the last page of the first draft, but I
actually enjoyed the editing of the story more, tweaking the words to enhance
my own understanding of the meaning behind a situation to ensure my
descriptions were as clear and precise as I could make them. I am reluctant to say there is any part of the
writing process I could have done without, because with each stage, whether in
the satisfaction of having nailed an aspect of the story in a way I found
intriguing and satisfying, or in experiencing frustration with various
technology issues, sometimes the worst things you think might be happening to
you cause you to pause and reflect, which can make for a better product.
In your opinion what do you feel is the central theme to the story?
Knowing
your biology and honestly comprehending your heritage, and the impacts both
have on your being, can be crucial to understanding yourself and the world
around you. In making that leap to self-actualization, persistence, patience,
and a sense of humor as you embrace the journey of life can bring you to a new
level of fulfillment, even as you realize, it’s really not all about you.
If you could go back and change anything about the book what would it be and why?
Feeling
the constraints of publishing standards suggesting shorter books these days, I
might have retained more of the dialog I had developed if I had been writing in
the age of Tolstoy. With a four year search
and so many interviews, I had to keep the narrative moving to reach the ending
without destroying entire forests, or blowing out the retinas of e-book
readers. But a subject I touched on in
my novel that has stoked my curiosity for future explorations unexpectedly
turned out to be what I learned about my Melungeon heritage. During the editing
process, I happened upon an article by one of my George Mason University
professors, Virginia DeMarce, now retired, entitled, Verry Slitly Mixt. Her
research suggests many long-time American families are more of a racial mix
than they likely have contemplated.
Genealogical records have come a long way with more computerization, and
now, with cross referencing of more and more electronic family records, it
appears many of the mysterious Melungeons (French for mixture of races) have
some African roots. We had suspected
some Melungeon ancestry on my mother’s mostly English and Scottish side since
she was found to have Mediterranean blood platelets back in the 1970s. And that’s not even contemplating my potential paternal contenders. Back in colonial days, especially in the
wilderness of Appalachia, there apparently was quite a bit of mixing between
escaped slaves (many of whom may have come from the Portuguese shipwrecks
initially mentioned in the Melungeon legends), Native Americans, and white
northern Europeans. People may not have told the full truth about their
heritage back then, fearing what, at the time, could have been a dangerous
classification as non-white. During my
fertility testing, I learned I have a rare genetic mutation present in only one
percent of the population, which is more prevalent among African Americans. Aha! My sister and I think that surprise tidbit of
information makes our shared family tree that much more intriguing.
Are there any current projects that you are working on?
Several people who have seen my music
videos for Who’s Your Daddy, Baby? have
encouraged me to develop a musical, so I’m currently working on some additional
songs. With the help of professional
musicians, I had a blast writing and recording two bluesy, rockin’ music
videos, “The Ballad of Who’s Your Daddy, Baby?” http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1rWXRSRPGRU, and “Nothin’ Butt a Mutt” http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rGv09fZuops, featuring
toddlers in the first, then puppies and kittens in the second, interpreting Who’s Your Daddy, Baby? I’ve also
completed a first draft of a movie script.
For the future, I’m thinking more
fiction. I began writing stories with a concept for a novel in mind about ten
years ago, which I soon realized needed to be a trilogy. Then I became
distracted by the Who’s Your Daddy, Baby?
situation. The Distortions series is about a woman convicted of a murder she
didn’t commit, an amazing Rock ‘n’ Roll performer, and a character with ties to
a few Presidents. It’s a parody of Earth
far in the future on “Planet Malaprop,” very similar to “Hearth,” and I’ve
thought about a fourth installment for Distortions. In addition, I’ve been speaking with several
individuals about co-writing some of their stories.
What is currently in your TBR pile?
Having
been holed up in my launch preparation cave for so long, I haven’t had a chance
to read much of anyone else’s work, especially since I love my day job. The to-be-read pile is disgracefully high. There
are so many I want to read: The Bridgeman
by Cathy Astolfo, the first of her Emily
Taylor Mysteries;
William Kuhn’s novel, Mrs. Queen Takes
the Train, to be released in October; and maybe if I can ever afford to
retire and have oodles of time, I would like to get through the Autobiography of Mark Twain. Oh, and my step-daughter just loaned me the Fifty Shades series. You might say I
like a little variety in my life.
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