march–april 2012 | 7 A ward-winning literary journalist Frank Westerman (b. 1964, Emmen, the Netherlands) began his career as a freelance journalist working in Africa, eastern Europe, and Latin America. In 1993 he became a correspondent in Belgrade during the war in Yugoslavia. He has published seven books, two of which are available in English: Engineers of the Soul, about Soviet writers under Stalin, and Ararat, in which Westerman considers science and religion, fact and faith, while climbing this biblical mountain on the Turkish-Armenian border. WLT: You not only cross but combine genres. Your work to date includes journalism, history, and literary journalism. In fact, one of your books, Ararat, won awards in at least three categories: literature, travel, and popular science. Do you write any fiction, or have any plans to do so? Frank Westerman: Hardly. I feel no constraints in telling true stories. I think it’s the “how-you-tell-it” that makes the story. Sticking to facts imposes only one literary limitation: thou shalt not fabricate. But you do fully depend on style, composition ,timing,suggestion,seduction,imagination.“Agoodstory tells itself”—no way! “Reality is bigger than life”—usually it is. The nonfiction writer works on the basis of Michelangelo’s old adage that the sculpture (in this case the story) is already there—you only need to free it from the rock. WLT: In your most recent book, Dier, bovendier, forthcoming in English in July as Brother Mendel’s Perfect Horse, how did you decide to tell the story of twentieth-century tragedies through the story of the Lipizzaner horse? FW: I’ve been riding and training horses, including Lipizzaners , since I was a boy. As the backbone or carrier for my book, I focused on a white stallion I once knew, and three generations of his equine ancestors. Being the Austrian emperor’s private breed, famous for performing at Vienna’s Spanish Riding School, the Lipizzaners lost their protector during World War I andhave,eversince,servedas(war)bountyforMussolini,Hitler ,Tito,andCeaușescu,insuccession.Thesewhitehorsesmirror the quest for racial purity and the nature/nurture debate, whether in the hands of fascists or communists. By following their fate through the twentieth century, I took a core sample from recent history and set out to “read” it, the way a geologist can see how the ice ages came and went in the layers of a single sample. I think I’ve come up with a kind of true fable, which, like all animal stories, is about us, humans. WLT: Who are your influences, both literary and journalistic? FW: Jorge Luis Borges, for how he molds exactness into language; Ryszard Kapuściński, for his ability to give specific incidents a universal glow; and Curzio Malaparte, for his superb style. WLT: What new projects are you working on now? FW: I’m currently writing a book “on the origin of stories .” I think I have a clear-cut case that started with its own big bang: the explosion of a mountain lake in west Cameroon in 1986 that wiped out all human and animal life in the valley below. There was no damage to property or plants, but 1,833 people died. Today, twenty-five years later, three different, conflicting stories have sprouted from this enigmatic event. The first one emerged among the many volcanologists who continue to study the lake for clues. The second version is the incorporation of this collective death into the doctrine of the suffering of Christ, by Catholic and evangelical missionaries. The third story has been created by the survivors, based on their own, existing myths of vengeful ancestors who live in the afterworld at the bottom of the numerous deep lakes in the area. My take on it: how do words and phrases cluster to stories and eventually legends? I’m not aiming to weigh the three different accounts in the balance; that’s up to the reader. However, I believe our quintessential need for stories surpasses the “who’s right” issue. I do aim at writing a suspensful nonfiction account that deals a blow to Europe’s new and fashionable ethnocentrism. A Brief Conversation with Frank Westerman notebook photo...