On Writing and Strategic Chutzpah

I recently gave a talk at the American Society of Journalists and Authors. I divulged my alleged wisdom about the business and art of writing. I got a flood of requests (i.e. two) asking me to reprint it, so I’m posting it here:

Here’s the 140 character version of my talk: Be bold and experimental….within limits.

Let me start with just some quick background. As a writer, I do like to do experiments. I become a human guinea pig. I test out a lifestyle, and then report on the experience.

So, for instance, a few years ago, I decided to write a book about following all the rules of the Bible as literally as possible for a year. This came about because I grew up with no religion at all. As I say in the book I wrote about the experience, I’m Jewish but I’m Jewish in the same way the Olive Garden is Italian. Not Very. No offense. Great breadsticks.

But I wanted to learn about my heritage, and what to teach my kids. So I figured one way to find out about the Bible would be to dive in, and learn about it from the inside out. So I decided to follow all the rules. And there are hundreds of them.

I wanted to follow the famous ones. The Ten Commandments. Love your neighbor. Be Fruitful and Multiply. And by the way, I was fruitful and did multiply: I had twin boys during my year. So I take my projects very seriously.

But I also followed the lesser-known rules. The Bible says can’t shave the corners of your beard. I didn’t know where the corners were, so I let the whole thing grow. By the end of the year, I had some elaborate topiary attached to my chin. I don’t have a photo here, but to give you a sense of how I looked: I spent a lot of time at airport security.

Leviticus says to stone adulterers. So I figured I should at least try that. And I was able to stone one adulterer. I used small stones. Pebbles, really. So there were no injuries.

It was a fascinating year. Afterward, I stopped stoning adulterers and I shaved my beard. But the project changed my life for the better in many ways. For instance, gratitude. The Bible says that you should say thanks at every opportunity. So I try to be grateful for the hundreds of things that go right every day as opposed to focusing on the three or four that go wrong. I’m thankful this microphone is working.

I learned a lot about writing from the Bible. First, I learned the importance of proofreading. In 1631 in England, there was a famous edition Bible where they made a small typo. They left out one word in the seventh commandment. Happened to be an important word. The word was “Not.” So the commandment read “Thou SHALT commit adultery.”

You can imagine that the next day, all these English guys were going up to their neighbors’ wives and pointing at the passage. So, what do you think? It’s not my idea. It’s God’s. Art thou down to fornicate?

It was called the Wicked Bible, and its editor was sent to prison. So proofreading is no joke people.

The Bible has some other interesting writing advice. King Solomon says in Ecclesiastes 12:12 (the New Living Translation). “Be careful, for writing books is endless, and much study wears you out.” I love this, because it is the first recorded instance of a writer complaining about his deadline. So I am proud to continue this biblical tradition from wise King Solomon.

In addition to the Bible project, I wrote another book about the year I spent reading the Encyclopedia Britannica from A to Z. This came about because when I was a kid, my dad loved learning and reading. He thought he’d try read the ultimate book, the encyclopedia. He didn’t quite finish. He made it to the letter B. Around Bolivia. So I thought maybe I should finish the project and remove that black mark from our family history.

And I also learned a lot about writing from the Encyclopedia. It is packed with inspiring writer stories.

Just to give you one example: I read about an 18th Century poet named William Cowper. And William’s friend challenged him to write an epic poem about the most boring topic in the world: a sofa. A couch. So he did. And it was a huge hit. So my takeaway was, if you can write with enough passion and style, you can make any topic interesting. Even sofas.

It wasn’t all blue skies in the encyclopedia, though. I also learned a lot of disturbing facts about writers. You might have noticed, we are not the most well adjusted lot. For instance, Edgar Allen Poe. When he was 27, he got married…to his 13-year-old first cousin. Which I find as creepy as both the pit and the pendulum. He beat Jerry Lee Lewis by 100 years.

My most recent book is about my quest to be as healthy as possible. And in that book, I learned that writing a book about health is not healthy. In fact, writing any book is not healthy. For one thing, we’re seated most of the day. And sitting, as you might have read, is alarmingly bad for you.

There are articles in health magazines that say, “If you are reading this sitting down, you will die by the end of this sentence.” But hyperbole aside, it’s true. Sitting for extended periods of time is not healthy. It’s terrible for your heart and your metabolism.

So while writing the book, I started to get up every half an hour and walk around. And then I took it further and joined the treadmill desk movement. I got a treadmill and put my laptop on it, and wrote the book while walking. Took me about 1200 miles. The equivalent of New York to Little Rock Arkansas.   I still use the treadmill desk. I love it. Keeps me alert.

There’s a growing club of other treadmill desk writers. I’m a friend of Rebecca Skloot, who wrote The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks. And Rebecca and I have competitions to see who can take more steps in a day. And she is kicking my ass. 20,000 steps a day. She herself may well be immortal.

Now, treadmills aside, this is a bizarre time in the history of writing.

Creatively, I think it’s the most exciting time. We’ve got tons of outlets. Anyone can be a publisher. There are heaps of innovative ways to connect with readers. You can experiment with visuals and sounds. So, creatively, it’s very exciting.

Financially, not so exciting. It’s getting harder and harder to make a living at this. As you might have noticed.

But I’m hopeful that if we are bold and experimental, there will still be a bright future for writers. I thought I’d give you a couple brief tips about writing that I’ve learned from my experiments, with the hope that they will be helpful to you as well.

First, is the idea of being bold in your networking. Bold but smart. Last night, I came up with the phrase “Strategic Chutzpah.”

There was an example of this I learned in the encyclopedia. The poet Langston Hughes, when he was young, was a busboy at a hotel in Washington DC. And the famous poet Vaclav Havel came to stay at the hotel. And when Langston Hughes served him breakfast, he slipped some poems to Havel alongside the waffles. Actually don’t know if it was waffles, but everyone loves waffles, so I’m guessing. In any case, Langston Hugh’s bold move paid off. It’s how he was discovered.

I’m no Vaclav Havel, but something similar happened to me. I was writing my book about the Bible, and I got this email from a freshman at Brown. It was a sharp, well-researched, well-written email, and he said he wanted to be a writer. Which I thought was a questionable decision, but so be it.

This student said he was coming to New York over the summer, and would like to volunteer to be my assistant in his off hours from his job as a barista. Now, remember, I was following all the rules of the Bible. And interestingly, the Bible, in the Old Testament, does condone Hebrew slavery. Thankfully, slavery itself is illegal in the tri-state area. But I thought, what’s the closest legal thing to getting a slave? Getting an intern. Sort of a similar idea. Working for free.

So I said to this college student, okay, you can be my assistant, as long as you let me call you my slave. He said, all right.

And he came to work for me, and he was wonderful. He was a great researcher. He made Ezekiel bread, which is the type of bread they ate in biblical times.

At the end of the summer, I took him on a research trip to Jerry Falwell’s Church in Lynchburg, Virginia. And he was fascinated. On the way back, he said to me: “I have an idea. What if I transferred from Brown, the most liberal college in America, to Jerry Falwell’s college, the most conservative? Liberty University. And then I could write a book about it.” The idea would be his semester abroad in Evangelical-land.

I said, you know what? That’s a petty interesting idea. And I connected him with my agent, and he wrote great proposal. He sold the book, it came out a couple of years ago, and it’s really good. It’s balanced and nuanced, not a hatchet job. It shows both the good and the bad of this lifestyle.

His name is Kevin Roose, the book is The Unlikely Disciple. And now Kevin’s a superstar writer at New York magazine. So now I tell all interns. If you come work for me for free, and bake bread for me, you are guaranteed to get a book deal.

Point is, I wish I’d been as smart as Kevin when I was young. He didn’t just blanket the market with a bunch of form letters. He didn’t even go through alumni relations. He researched and targeted. And it worked. Strategic chutzpha.

Of course, there’s a fine line between strategic chutzpah and stalking. Kevin never crossed that line. But I just throw that out as a caveat.

Second, I recommend being bold with your schedule. Show your schedule who is boss. For a long time, I was at the mercy of my schedule. I would have no time in the day, because there was always a quasi-emergency that needed my attention right at that minute. Always emails, always calls.

And I was finding I had no time in the day to come up with ideas. But ideas are the lifeblood of our business now. Now more than ever we have to be entrepreneurs. We have to come up with our own projects. Because with a very few exceptions, editors aren’t going to assign us articles or books.

So what I do now: I try to allot 15 minutes a day to brainstorming new ideas. Turn off the internet, turn off the cell phone. Put some books or magazines around me, and just spin out ideas. And this has been really fruitful for me.

A lot of ideas come to you randomly, in the shower. But there’s also something to be said for making creativity more regimented. It sounds paradoxical. But it works. Because if you don’t, carve out time, the day will slip away as you deal with minutiae.

I once did an experiment about Unitasking. It was my quest to avoid multitasking. Because although multitasking may seem productive, it actually makes you less productive. It overloads the brain. It dumbs you down. So during this experiment, I put my iPhone in another room and literally tied myself to my desk chair.

You don’t have to go that far. It’s especially hard to tie yourself to a desk when you’re at a treadmill desk.

But I do recommend: Unitask on creativity once every day.

Third, Be bold in helping others.

The New York Times magazine recently ran a cover story saying that helping others is the key to business. It doesn’t hurt you. It helps. This is partly because if you help someone out, they may be in a position to help you out later.

I try to follow this philosophy. I fail often – I run out of time, for one thing – but I try. I have a bit of a reputation for being a blurb whore. First of all, I’m not getting paid. So I’m actually a blurb slut. But I do tend to blurb a lot.

And I got in trouble for this. In fact, the New York Times critic Dwight Garner tweeted a few months ago, “Half the crap galleys I get are blurbed by one human: AJ Jacobs His hashtag was: “#timeforanintervention”

And my agent and publisher did intervene. They called me and told me I had to take a vow of endorsement abstinence. So I have cut down, per their commands. I still do it sometimes, though. Because I think publishing is such a tough business, that why not provide any help I can.

Third, I recommend being bold in experimenting with new forms of media.

I’m still trying to follow this advice myself. It’s hard. I come from the days when you tried to get paid for your writing. So I was very reluctant to embrace twitter and other social media where you do it for free. But I’ve tried to change.

Because I think that twitter can actually help you get you new gigs and ideas if you use it right. You probably all have heard how Adam Mansbach first got the idea to do his bestselling book. He posted a joke on Facebook saying he was exhausted by his kids, and he was going to write a book called “Go the Fuck to Sleep.”

He was kidding. But all his friends said, no you should write that. That would be a great book. And it was. Also, I recently heard Baratunde Thurston talking about his book How to Be Black. And how it got its start as a conversation on Twitter.

So you’re not necessarily giving stuff away for free. You’re planting seeds that may yield actually money in the future.

Another form I’m trying to embrace is video. But I have very mixed feelings about it.

Let me tell you a quick story about the start of my career. For my first book, I sent a proposal to an agent. And he sent it to a publisher.

The agent calls me and says, “The publisher is very interested, they want to make a bid. They just want to see a picture.”

And I say, “A picture? What’s going on?” And my agent says, “Oh, they just want to make sure you don’t have two heads. So you can go on talk shows if you need to.”

So I say, “Okay.” And I go to Wal-Mart and have my photo taken with a fan blowing my hair. And I send the photo to my agent.

He calls back two days later. “I talked to the publisher and….they’re going to pass.”

And I’m like, “What? I’m not even good looking enough to be an AUTHOR?” I’m not trying to be a soap opera star. I’m trying to be an author! I mean, did Herman Melville have to do ab crunches and get get his hair highlighted? What is going on? The whole point of why I became a writer was to avoid other people.

As you can see, it’s still a bit of a sore point. But I won’t name the publisher. Crown. It was Crown Publishing.

But here’s the sad part: The publisher was actually ahead of its time. It’s become increasingly important that authors become presenters of their own work. And I don’t think you have handsome or beautiful, but I do think it’s more important now to be comfortable in front of people and the camera.

Because in the future, we’re going to have to make our money from different sources. And some of those might be live events. Appearances. We might have to be more like musicians, and make our salary partly from performing.

It’s not a trend I necessarily approve of. But it’s the reality of the marketplace. I’m nowhere near as skilled at this than other writers.

Some of you might have heard of John Green, the young adult author. He has produced a series of brilliant videos with his brother. And his online cult is in the millions. I encourage you to check those out.

If you’re not a natural like John Green, the trick is Fake it Till you Make it. You have to pretend you love being on camera. This is one of the big lessons from my Bible book. How much our behavior affects your attitude.

The founder of Habitat for Humanity – a man named Millard Fuller — had a great phrase: “It’s easier to act your way into a new way of thinking than to think your way into a new way of acting.” I think it’s so true. During the Bible book, I wanted to be more compassionate. So I forced myself to go visit a friend in the hospital. I tricked my mind. And I became a little more compassionate.

This applies to business as well. If you’re not feeling optimistic, just ask yourself what an optimistic person would do, and do that.

My final area of boldness: I try to encourage people to be bold with the truth. Especially about themselves.

Present your flaws. One of the best ways to bond with a reader is to open up about your flaws and render yourself vulnerable. The writing teacher Susan Shapiro says that she always tells her students to write about the most humiliating thing in their life. And it’s led to many articles and even book deals.

I prefer to talk about my own flaws. But if you do talk about other people’s flaws, I do have an important tip. Appeal to their vanity.

In my first book about reading the encyclopedia, my brother-in-law is my nemesis. He’s an interesting character. I think he’d be okay with me saying this: He’s a douchebag. He knows it. He’s fine with it.

He is the ultimate know-it-all. He went to Harvard, and he was always making fun of me for being ignorant. But when I wrote about him in the book, the first thing I mentioned was that he was good looking and had a full head of hair. And that’s all he focuses on.

So whenever you write about someone, talk about how handsome or beautiful they are, then you can say anything you want.

By the way, during that book, I went on Who Wants to Be a Millionaire. And I got to the $32,000 question. So I called my brother in law, because he was a biology major in college. I thought, finally, he can come in handy. And guess what? He blew it.

It was a bittersweet moment. I humiliated myself on national television. But I brought him down with me. I still ask him for the $32,000 every time I see him.

And finally, I said that the theme of this was Boldness and Experimentation – with limits. And what I mean is, I think we should be bold in our methods. Bold in our topics. Bold with the truth. But we should not be too bold with our conclusions.

Or let me put it another way: We should be bold enough to show that reality is messy and complicated and never one-sided. Because the easy way is to make extreme, one-dimensional statements. That will get you attention and traffic on the internet. If you say, XYZ is the Worst Movie In the History of Americaa, or so-and-so is the most evil Politician in America, you will get clicks.

But life is complicated and subtle. Even my brother-in-law Eric has some wonderful qualities and I like hanging out with him. I believe there’s a hunger for people who can represent that complicated world in an entertaining, insightful — but balanced way.

But again, that’s just my opinion. It’s probably more subtle and complicated than that. Thank you. Keep writing!

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How to be the Healthiest Person Alive

Faithful readers of my blog might have noticed that I haven’t been the most prolific blogger in cyber-history. My last post was three years ago. I hope to do better in the future, and post the next entry before 2015.

In the meantime, here’s a piece I wrote about some of the lessons I learned from trying to be the healthiest person alive.

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Three years ago, I was fat. Not fat all over. I was what they call ’skinny fat’ — a body that resembled a python after swallowing a goat.

My wife had a repertoire. She’d ask me when my baby was due. She’d subtly sing the Winnie the Pooh theme song.

And she’d tell me about this legendary place called ‘the gym.’ If I went there, maybe I wouldn’t get winded playing hide and seek with my kids.

I ignored her. Then came a freak case of tropical pneumonia, a three-day hospital stay, and a now-urgent plea from my wife: “I don’t want to be a widow in my forties.”

Thus kicked off a two-year quest to remake my body, a journey I chronicled in my new book “Drop Dead Healthy.” As with my other books “The Year of Living Biblically” and “The Know-It-All,” I pledged to become the world’s greatest expert in a field I knew nothing about.

My goal? To test out every diet and exercise regimen on planet earth, and figure out which work best. I sweated, I cooked, I learned to pole dance. In the end, I lost weight, lowered my cholesterol and doubled my energy level. I feel better than I ever have. (Though I know that just typing that will mean I’ll come down with rickets tomorrow).

The project ended a few months ago, but I’ve kept dozens of the strategies I found most helpful. Here, a sampling.

Embrace Chewdaism

We are a nation of under-chewers. We are wolfer-downers. Chewing offers two health advantages — it gets us more nutrients, and more important, it slows down our eating. The slower we eat, the less we eat (this is because, annoyingly enough, it takes twenty minutes for the “I’m full” message to travel from the stomach to the brain).

I ran across a passionate pro-mastication community on the Internet. They call their movement “Chewdaism.” They’re a tad overzealous — they recommend 50 to 100 chews per mouthful, which means you spend a day and a half eating a sandwich. But their heart is in the right place. As a reform member of Chewdaism, I chew about 15 times.

Any movement is good movement

Sitting is bad. Really bad. Like eating-a-Paula-Deen-lard-fritter-with-extra-lard bad. If you’re chair-bound for more than 23 hours a week, you can be 64 percent more likely to develop heart disease. Sitting raises blood pressure and blood sugar levels. And it places you at risk for various cancers.

The good news is, any movement is helpful. Even fidgeting. Or as scientists call it, spontaneous physical activity. Fidgeting can burn several hundred calories a day. So if you are going to sit, tap your foot, wiggle in your chair. Or far better, try to get up from your desk every hour and walk around for a couple of minutes.

I went full throttle, and joined the small but growing fans of the Treadmill Desk. I bought a treadmill off Craigslist, balanced some photo albums on the monitor, then put my laptop on top. I write while I walk (slowly, only .7 mph). Far from distracting, strolling all day keeps me focused, awake and productive. My book took me 1,200 miles to write.

Work out fast and hard

There’s more and more evidence that lightning-quick intense workouts might be as good for you –  if not better — than longer, medium-intensity workouts.

These workouts are called High Intensity Interval Training (HIIT), and they’re the Evelyn Wood equivalent for fitness.

Instead of jogging at 60 percent of your ability for 45 minutes, you sprint your legs off for 30 seconds. Then rest for a minute. Then repeat several times. You can get a great workout in fifteen minutes.

Scientists at McMaster University in Canada have shown intense bouts of sweaty exertion raise endurance, lower blood pressure, and improve lung capacity. HIIT changes your body in ways that the slow-and-steady approach doesn’t. It alters the muscle structure and releases enzymes. It improves your metabolism.

When I do cardio, I try to do 20 minutes of sprinting and resting. You do elicit some stares. But it’s worth the saved time.

Track yourself

If you want to be healthy, follow your body’s statistics like a day trader follows the NASDAQ. To put it in bumper sticker form: Crunching numbers is as good as crunching abs.

This is because the more you pay attention to your body’s measurements, the greater the chance you’ll adopt a healthy lifestyle.

The mere act of weighing yourself every day boosts your odds of losing pounds, according to a University of Minnesota study. People given a pedometer walked about a mile more every day, according to a Stanford University study. Keeping a food diary has also been shown to lower overstuffing.

During my project, I self-tracked with a gadget called Fitbit that measures calorie intake and output. It’ll tell you how many calories are expended for an absurd number of activities: while vacuuming (246 calories per hour), cooking Indian bread (211 cph) and vigorous sexual activity (105 cph). Plus I spent quite a few calories punching the buttons on my Fitbit every hour.

But a much easier fix is the pedometer. I guarantee, a pedometer and a goal of 10,000 steps a day will revolutionize your life. It’ll make you less sedentary and less stressed out. The other day I scoured the house for half an hour looking for my son’s lost stuffed elephant. Normally, this would be a horrific experience. But I chalked up 514 steps, and felt like I’d accomplished something.

Respect your future self

The Nobel prizewinning economist Thomas Schelling has a great theory called egonomics. He proposes that we essentially have two selves, and those two selves are often at odds. There’s the present self, that wants that Frosted Apple Strudel Pop-Tart. And the future self, that regrets eating that Frosted Apple Strudel Pop-Tart.

The key to making healthy decisions is to respect your future self. Honor him or her. Treat him or her like you would treat a friend or a loved one. A Stanford study showed that those who saw a photo of their future self made smarter financial decisions.

It can also be applied to health.  I downloaded an iPhone app called HourFace that digitally ages people’s faces. I put my author’s photo through HourFace, and, well, the results were alarming. My face sagged and became splotchy — I looked like I had some sort of biblical skin disease.

I’ve printed the result out and taped it to my wall. And  you know? It works. When I’m wavering about whether to lace up my running sneakers or not, I’ll catch sight of Old AJ. Respect your elder, as disturbing-looking as he may be. This workout is for him.

Use peer pressure

Peer pressure has a negative connotation. But it can be harnessed for good, especially in our social media age. During my project, I would tweet or Facebook my health victories — e.g. “I ran two miles today” — and get encouragement from friends. Or I would confess my health sins — e.g. “I had a large Mister Softee with rainbow sprinkles” — and get mocked relentlessly.

Practice Contextual Exercise

A lot of us go to the gym for an hour (if we’re good) then sit on our butts for the remaining 15 hours of the day. Unfortunately, that’s almost as bad as not going to the gym at all.

Which is why I’ve been on a crusade to incorporate exercise into every nook and cranny of my life. I make the world my gym. I opt for stairs instead of elevators. At airports, I avoid the siren call of the People Mover and actually move my own person. Heroic, I know!

I started to run errands. Literally. Run to the drugstore, buy a tube of toothpaste, then run home. When I talk to my young kids, I squat down so I’m at their eye level, then I pop back up. I’m doing 50 squats a day without going to the gym. I call it guerilla exercise. A friend calls it ‘contextual exercise.’

Treat yourself like a lab rat

Humans have free will. We also have enormously fat butts. Especially in America, where 2/3rds of the population is officially obese.

So for the sake of your waistline, imagine yourself not as a free agent, but as a lab rat that responds to certain stimuli in a predictable way. This is the idea behind “Nudge,” the influential book by Cass Sunstein and Richard Thaler.

You should arrange your cage to maximize healthy choices. For starters, eat off of small plates. Since we have an irrational urge to finish everything on our plate, the smaller the plate, the smaller the portion, the lower the caloric intake. At restaurants, I often put part of my entrée on the salad plate so I don’t fall for the clean plate club fallacy.

Or try eating in front of a mirror. Studies show that watching yourself makes you more conscious of what you’re stuffing in your face, and decreases your calorie intake. I do it, and find it’s delightful company.

Or place healthy options at eye level in your fridge and cabinets. I’ve got an addiction to dried mango, which masquerades as healthy, but is really just a sugar-delivery vehicle. I now store it at the top of the cabinet. And I triple bag it.

Don’t sit on the toilet

Turns out I had been going to the bathroom incorrectly for 40 years. To explain: Human bodies were built to squat in the fields, not sit on a toilet. If you squat while moving your bowels, you’ll a) do it a lot faster and b) help prevent hemorrhoids, which affect 70 percent of people at some point in their lives.

Initially, I thought this was New Age crazy talk, but there are actually several studies to back this up, including one by an Israeli scientist who compared subjects who defecated on a high toilet with those who squatted over a plastic container. The squatters averaged 51 seconds per movement. The sitters, 130 seconds. And the squatters also rated the experience as easier.

You can even buy an apparatus on the Internet called “Nature’s Platform.” It fits over your toilet and turns your flush American Standard into a third-world hole in the ground.

My wife didn’t think the Nature’s Platform went with our décor, so it’s been discarded. But an easy compromise: Put your feet on a stool while doing your business.

Pipe down

My Lord, it’s a loud world. Just spend an hour listening. The chirping text messages, the droning airplanes, the flatulent trucks, the howling Glen Beck, the chiming Macbooks, the crunching of orange food-like snacks.

Thing is, noise is not a minor nuisance — it’s one of the great under-appreciated health hazards of our time, damaging not just our hearing, but our heart

A University of British Columbia review found that those with noisy jobs suffered two to three times the heart problems. Likewise, it’s bad for your brain. Studies show noise impedes learning, memory and concentration.

I try to live a quieter life. My weapons: Bose noise-cancelling headphones (which are, admittedly, ridiculously expensive — about $300), and SureFire Sonic Ear defenders (hardcore but comfy earplugs developed for the military and law enforcement, about $7 on the internet)

Eat more soups, purees, apples and cayenne pepper

All are natural appetite suppressants. A Penn State study showed that those who ate an apple 15 minutes before lunch consumed 187 fewer calories than those who had applesauce. A Virginia Tech study found that drinking two eight-ounce glasses of water before a meal helped obese people lose weight. Spicy foods might also help us lose weight, partly by curbing our urge for sugary, salty and fatty foods. A Perdue University study showed cayenne pepper lowered the appetite. And purees. The sneaky Jessica Seinfeldesque trick of putting cauliflower puree in kids’ foods? It also works for adults. A study in the American Journal of Clinical Nutrition found that those given puree-filled casseroles ate 200 to 350 fewer calories per meal.

Finally, don’t become overly obsessed with health

I interviewed a Colorado-based doctor named Steve Bratman who invented a new eating disorder. He calls it “orthorexia,” the unhealthy obsession with healthy food. If you stress out about getting just the right locally-grown, organic quinoa at every meal, your life will be out of balance, he argues. If you can’t eat out with your friends at a restaurant once in awhile, that’s not healthy. Having a close group of friends is crucial to our longevity. So be a health nut, but a reasonable nut.

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My former biblical slave

If you read THE YEAR OF LIVING BIBLICALLY, you might remember my biblical slave — Kevin Roose. In the intervening couple of years, Kevin has been released from bondage and has written a remarkable book that comes out this week.

To back up: During my year, I was looking for a way to address slavery, because parts of the Bible seem to condone the practice. The closest thing to a legal slave in the Tri-State area? An intern. It fulfills the ‘unpaid labor’ part of the definition, at least. So I hired Kevin – then an 18-year-old freshman at Brown University – as my intern/slave for a summer. He did research. He sold my possessions on eBay for me. He baked me a delicious loaf of Ezekiel bread (see p. 305)

Kevin also came with me on a research trip to Jerry Falwell’s church in Lynchburg, Virginia. I remember he was fascinated. When we got back to New York, Kevin had an idea: What if he transferred from Brown University to Jerry Falwell’s Liberty University for a semester, and wrote about the experience. He’d go from America’s most secular, liberal, loosey-goosey college to the most religious, conservative, strict college. He’d be a stranger in a strange land. Kevin – a lifelong Blue State secular man – would get a taste of the other side.

I thought it was a great idea and introduced him to a literary agent. And guess what? He did it. He wrote the book, and it comes out from Grand Central Publishing this week.

It’s called THE UNLIKELY DISCIPLE. And I’m excited to report it’s really really good. He didn’t take the easy road, which would be to mock those across the cultural divide. Instead, he went into this venture with curiosity and compassion and an open mind.

Kevin doesn’t agree with a lot (okay, most) of Falwell’s theology and politics. He doesn’t let the late pastor off easy for his views on homosexuality. But at the same time, he treats the Liberty folks fairly and seriously. And he even finds life-changing wisdom in aspects of the Liberty worldview.

He followed the ultra-strict rules: No cursing, no drinking, no R-rated movies. He took classes in creationism. He dated a Liberty girl (he kissed her on the cheek, which is the equivalent of third base, and is a three-reprimand offense). He went with a group to proselytize to the drunken college sinners at Spring Break in Daytona. He wrote for the Liberty newspaper and did the last interview with Jerry Falwell before Falwell died. He prayed. He sang in the choir.

Granted, I’m a little biased, but I’m not the only one who likes the book. Christian leaders Rob Bell and Brian McLaren both gave the book glowing blurbs. As did Publishers Weekly. And Liberty itself thought the portrayal was fair, and Kevin will be doing an event down there in a few weeks.

By the way, did I mention he was 19 when he did all this? He’s 21 now. Makes me sick. I am covetous of his age.

Here’s an excerpt from Salon:
http://www.salon.com/mwt/excerpt/2009/03/18/unlikely_disciple/index.html

And here’s a link to Amazon:
http://www.amazon.com/Unlikely-Disciple-Semester-Americas-University/dp/044617842X/

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The Economy, My Family and the Paperback

If you read my first book, THE KNOW-IT-ALL, you might remember my nemesis Eric. He’s my Harvard-educated brother-in-law who never fails to mock my relative lack of knowledge. (If you recall, I had one glorious moment of retribution when he was my lifeline on “Who Wants to be a Millionaire,” and he missed the question – despite the fact that it was about biology and he happened to have been a bio major at Harvard. So I may have humiliated myself on national TV, but at least I brought him down with me).

In any case, though he still drives me crazy by saying things like “humans are a fascinating species”, I’ve got to admit that he’s really smart.

He’s now got a PhD in behavioral economics and teaches at Columbia. And he just did a discussion on bloggingheads.tv about the economic crisis with another smart man, Gary Marcus, author of the book KLUGE. It’s one of the best and clearest explanations I’ve seen for this mess we find ourselves in.

In other family news, my father also got some nice press. My dad was the inspiration for The Know-It-All. He’s the one who started to read the Encyclopedia Britannica when I was a kid, but only made it up to the letter B, around boomerang or Borneo. So I wanted to finish what he started and remove that black mark from our family history. My dad recently did an interview with Superlawyers magazine about his love of intellectual challenges – and about one of the family’s proudest accomplishments: His world record for the greatest number of footnotes in a law review article. (4,824)

Also, thank you to the readers who have bought THE YEAR OF LIVING BIBLICALLY in paperback. It’s currently on The New York Times bestseller list, tied with Obama’s book Change We Can Believe In. On the other hand, the Sarah Palin biography is kicking my butt.

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Paperbacks, Pay-Per-View and Moral Philosophy

“The Year of Living Biblically” just came out in paperback this week (it’s got lots of exciting bonus material! Including book club guide! And a recipe! Makes a great gift!)
As I was saying, my book came out in paperback this week, and I was out on a mini-book tour.

I spent a lot of time at airport Starbucks. I particularly recommend the Louisville outlet — very friendly staff. I also rented “Don’t Mess With the Zohan” on the hotel Pay Per View (which was, to paraphrase A.O. Scott, the best movie I’ve ever seen about an Israeli secret agent who wants to be a hairdresser). Since the movie probably lowered my IQ a half-dozen points, I tried to nourish my brain a bit in the form of a TED.com video.

I love these videos — they’re a collection of 18-minute speeches from scientists, authors, religious leaders, artists and the occasional wackjob in which they talk about their work. This past week I watched one of the best — a speech by Jonathan Haidt. Haidt is a professor of psychology at the University of Virginia and his speech is about why good, well-intentioned people come to have radically different morals.

Why do some become liberal and others conservative? Why didn’t Sarah Palin buy a hybrid snowmobile and join PETA to save the moose from extinction? Haidt uses evolutionary psychology, philosophy, biology and the occasional expletive-filled cartoon to explain how we gain our ethical beliefs. (see below for wikipedia’s summary of the theory, if you don’t have time to watch the video)

Haidt talks about how humans’ fallback position is self-righteousness. The other side is inevitably either idiotic or evil or some combination of the two. But if we’re ever going to bridge this blue/red or black/white or east/west divide, we have to start by understanding the other side’s morality.

I’m a big fan of this idea. One of my main reasons for writing “The Year of Living Biblically” was to live out the maxim, “Walk a mile in someone else’s shoes.” Or sandals, in my case. Having grown up in a secular home and a secular city and a secular workplace, I wanted to see the world from a different perspective.

Some of my favorite emails (aside from the ones asking for tips about how to keep your beard soft and manageable) come from people who say my book helped them understand the perspective of the other side — whether that side is the secular side or the religious side. Those notes make me commit the sin of pride.

If you want some fascinating insights into the importance of shoe substitution, take 18 minutes and listen to Haidt. Here’s’s how the wikipedia summarizes it.

Haidt’s Moral Foundations Theory looks at the way morality varies between cultures and identifies five fundamental moral values shared to a greater or lesser degree by different societies and individuals. These are;

1. Care for others, protecting them from harm
2. Fairness, Justice, treating others equally.
3. Loyalty to your group, family, nation
4. Respect for tradition and legitimate authority.
5. Purity, avoiding disgusting things, foods, actions.

Haidt found that Americans who identified as Conservatives valued all of these equally but those who identified as Liberals valued care and fairness much more highly than loyalty, respect and purity.

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Staying Sane in Iraq: A Soldier’s Story

Hello everyone! I got a remarkable letter last week from a soldier in Iraq named Shaun Feingold. I found his words so inpiring, I asked him if I could post them, and he agreed. So here they are:

At the start of the letter, Shaun says he had read some articles about my books that described me as a humorist. He continues:

“I thought to myself, ‘What exactly is a humorist’ and as far as I can tell, it’s someone who finds the little everyday things in life that make you smile.

I have now been in Iraq for many months and I have found myself to be what I believe is a little bit wiser. One of the things that this wisdom has presented me with is what I think of as little pictures and big pictures. It’s very easy to look at the big picture over here and be pessimistic. I’m away from my wife and family for over a year. Every day when I roll out I might get hit by an IED. It’s hot. It smells. I can’t just relax and drink a beer or a glass of wine. The average American cares more about their $600 tax rebate than the War in Iraq. Just writing that kind of makes me depressed.

That’s why I don’t look at the big picture. Every day, without fail something happens, something small, that makes me smile. And that’s all it takes, that one laugh a day, the little picture, makes it all doable. It’s kind of like ignoring the forest so you can see the flowers.

There was one time when myself, another soldier, and an Iraqi Policeman were manning a small traffic checkpoint. It wasn’t very busy, maybe a car every ten minutes or so. Mostly it was boring and hot. Anyway, a car pulls up and I said to the driver ’salam.’ He looks up at me and says ‘How are you, sir?’ I ask him if he speaks English and he gets this smile on his face and says to me in a chipper British accent, ‘I was on the faculty of Oxford, I bloody well hope I speak English, friend.’

Another time we were patrolling, and of course it was hot. Suddenly in the canal next to us we saw and heard a puppy that we thought was drowning. My company commander, ever the dog lover, unhesitatingly jumped into the waist deep water with all 70lbs of gear on. The puppy was so startled by this that it swam to the other side of the canal and ran away. My commander climbed out of the canal soaking wet with this smile on his face and said, ‘Well, I guess I got him out.’

But my favorite moment was one day when we were doing a patrol through a village. There had recently been some sectarian violence and so all of the villagers were scared or angry, none of the adults were out to greet us like they usually do. Anyway, we’re walking through this village and I looked over this short stone wall into someone’s back yard, and I saw this group of little kids, maybe four or five years old. And they were just being little kids, playing with dolls and toy cars. The violence, the war, the US Army, Sunni, Shia. They didn’t know and didn’t care.

I could go on, about things like how our two pet dogs always sleep in front of our vehicles, so before a combat patrol we have to wake up or drag these lazy dogs out of the way, or how the wives club still manages to circulate rumors about and to us from half way around the world while we’re in a combat zone. Or how I was pulling security outside of a Nahia Council meeting (think: City council), and one of the Iraqi Policemen we were with pulled out his cell phone and started playing that Celine Dion song from “Titanic.” (It was funny at first, but then he played it three times).

Maybe I’m just optimistic, maybe I’m too young, but maybe I’m a humorist myself in a way. Even over here there’s always a reason to smile, that one little picture a day, and it helps break that big, ugly, 15 month long mural into a bunch wallet sized smiles. Sure, there are still a lot of frowns, but I don’t concentrate on those.

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Freedom From Choice

When I was very young — nine or ten — I asked my parents to explain communism. My mom summarized it this way: In the Soviet Union, you don’t have any choices. You can only get vanilla ice cream.

I was horrified. Understandably so. Only vanilla? No Baskin-Robbins’ 31-derful flavors?

For most of my life, I’ve loved freedom of choice. Fetishized it, even. It’s the American way. It’s why I went to a college that had no requirements and where you can go through all four years writing papers about the usage of umlauts in the names of eighties heavy metal bands (Motley Cru, etc).

I still think communism is a terrible system, and I’m still glad that I got to write a paper on umlauts, if not major in the subject.

But one of the more interesting revelations from my year of living biblically: There are advantages to having freedom FROM choice.

You don’t want to give up all choice, of course. An all-vanilla world would be a sad world. But I experienced first-hand the how a life of restricted choice can be satisfying, even paradoxically liberating – especially as our choices multiply like cable channels.

I recently did an interview on newsweek.com in which I talked about how disoriented I was after my year ended. Without all my rules, without the stable architecture of biblical living, I felt unmoored and unanchored. I was overwhelmed by choice.

My know-it-all brother-in-law Eric Schoenberg – who teaches behavioral economics at Columbia – likes to lecture me about an experiment at a grocery store by researchers from Columbia and Stanford. They set up two tables offering free tastes – one had six flavors of jam, the other had 24 flavors of jam. Oddly, more people bought jams from the table with six flavors. The conclusion was that the other table was just too much, too many options.

Biblical living takes away a lot of those jam jars. What should I do on Friday night? Stay at home with the family. Should I waste my time reading about Cameron Diaz’s love life? No. Should I give ten percent of my salary to the needy? Yes. Should I tell the truth? Yes.

My dad always talked about how his hero Albert Einstein owned seven identical suits — so that he wouldn’t waste any neuronal activity on choosing what to wear.

In one of the more extreme instances of this, I learned from an Orthodox Jew that there is a rabbinically-approved way of putting on your shoes. You put on your right shoe. Then your left shoe. Then you tie your left shoe. Then you go back and tie your right shoe. It sounded like crazy talk to me when I first heard it. But maybe it’s not all that different from Einstein’s suits.

On the other hand, I learned an equally important lesson from my biblical year: abdicating too much choice is dangerous. You have to choose wisely which rules to obey in the first place.

There’s a term — cafeteria religion — that is supposed to be a disparaging phrase. It describes those who pick and choose instead of following all of a religions edicts or principles. But after my year, I think cafeteria religion is okay. After all, there’s nothing inherently wrong with cafeterias. I’ve had some delicious meals in cafeterias. I’ve also had some turkey tetrazzini that made me dry heave. It’s all about picking the right parts. You want to take a heaping serving of the parts about compassion, mercy and gratefulness — instead of the parts about hatred and intolerance. Inspiring leaders may not know everything about food, but maybe the good ones can guide you to what is fresh. They can be like a helpful lunch lady who…okay, I’ve taken the metaphor way too far.

Oh, a couple of updates on early, pre-publication press happenings (I know boasting isn’t biblical, so please forgive this)
An article in Esquire

A lovely review in People magazine, coming out tomorrow (the appropriately-named Faith Hill on the cover)

Early reviews in the Minneapolis Star-Tribune
and Heeb Magazine

AJ

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The Bible and Polygamy

I spent last year trying to live according to the rules and customs of the Bible. And a few months in, I decided that if I was really going to commit, maybe I should take a shot at polygamy.

It’s a huge theme in the Old Testament. Polygamy was, if not the norm, completely accepted in early biblical times. Jacob had two wives (and two concubines). King David had eight. Solomon holds the record with an impressive seven hundred spouses.

Things, of course, have gone sour for polygamy since then. This morning, I was reading about a particularly dark side of polygamy — namely the (alleged) sleazeball and (accused) megalomaniac Warren Jeffs, the head of a breakaway Mormon sect who is said to have seventy wives. He’s going on trial this week for, as the Times puts it, being “an accomplice to rape in arranging polygamous marriages between under-age girls and older men.”

I never spoke to Mr. Jeffs during my year, but I did do some research on modern-day polygamists to see how it works.

I was surprised to find out there is a small but passionate Jewish pro-polygamy movement. Ashkenazi Judaism officially banned multiple wives in the eleventh century, when the great European rabbi Gershom ben Judah laid down the one-spouse-only law. But you can still find a sprinkling of ultra-orthodox Jews who want to return to the old days. They argue the rabbinical ban was instituted not for moral reasons, but for practical reasons — the Jews didn’t want Christians to be jealous of their cushy domestic setup. Here’s the website where you can order a booklet about it for just $15.

I also spoke to a prominent Christian polygamist. I said multiple spouses is an interesting concept, but how could I convince my current wife, Julie, that she should let me take on a second wife? His suggestion: The preemptive strike. He told me to find a second wife, perform the ceremony, consummate the marriage — THEN tell my first wife. That way it’s a fait accompli. And my first marriage has a better chance of surviving than if I go all wimpy and ask for permission. Hmmm. Sounds about as wise as the time my dad gave my mom a smoke detector as an anniversary gift.

I asked him if the strategy wasn’t a bit sneaky and un-Biblical. His reply “It can end up being more cruel to put a wife through a year, five years, 10 years of worrying that you’re going to take a second wife.”

He then asked if I had a prospective second wife. I told him that our nanny is cute. (My wife agrees. And she’s given me permission to have an affair with her, a la Curb Your Enthusiasm. Of course, Julie gave me the offer only because she knew there was no chance the nanny would ever be interested. It’s like giving me permission to become a linebacker with the Dolphins).

The polygamist thought this was a good idea. It would give me a nice, practical line of reasoning with my first wife — we wouldn’t have to pay the nanny bills anymore.

In the end, I ignored his advice and I did ask my wife for the green light. And in the end, as I suspected, she put the kibosh on it. I was forced to stick with the conventional single spouse.

The weird thing is, in the past few months, Julie has become quite tolerant of polygamy. Just not in my case. She’s addicted to HBO’s Big Love, and says it’s made her see how the arrangement could work for some people. More emotional support. Readily available backup babysitters. And, as Julie just put it to me: “Chloe’s character is good at fixing things so if you marry someone incompetent (no naming names), one of your sister-wives can help you out.”

At the end of my conversation with the polygamist, he became quite agitated. He was talking about persecution of fellow polygamists, and how they are put in jail next to criminals and homosexuals. He pronounced the word ‘homosexual’ with the venom most people reserve for war criminals or Dick Cheney or Crocs.

Apparently, polygamists aren’t so tolerant of other types of sexual behavior.
Perhaps he should take a lesson from my wife, who thinks polygamy should be legalized, as long as all the parties are consenting adults — and who is also completely open-minded about gay sex. Though as with polygamy, probably not within her own marriage.

In other news, a couple of nice previews have appeared for The Year of Living Biblically in The New York Daily News, New York magazine and American Way magazine.

I did a guest-blog gig at my friend Penelope Trunk’s great blog, The Brazen Careerist

Plus, I’m part of this program called Amazon Vine, where they send advance copies of the book to a handful of respected Amazon reviewers. I’ve been loving the reviews. I was especially touched by the reviewer who wished my sons happy birthday on August 24. Thank you! I’m glad I fessed up in the book to reading my own Amazon reviews so that they knew I’d see it.

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I don’t know what to title this post

I was up in Maine with the family Labor Day weekend. Mini-golf was played. Lobsters were eaten (though not by me). Maine accents were attempted unsuccessfully.

On the ride back, I read an interesting article in Newsweek about a book called “Super Crunchers.” The idea is that statistical analysis — data mining — is replacing gut decisions in every aspect of life. It’s sort of the anti-”Blink.” Baseball scouts are being phased out by sophisticated spread sheets. Doctors’ intuitions are yielding to evidence-based medicine.

My favorite part, though, was that the author chose his book title by statistical analysis. He tested two titles using Google ads. The first was “The End of Intuition.” The second was “Super Crunchers.” More people clicked on “Super Crunchers,” so that’s what you see at the bookstore.

Not a bad idea. Maybe I should start doing it.

I never changed the title of my upcoming book The Year of Living Biblically. That’s what it was called from Day One. I’m a fan of the simple, self-explanatory title, and this one just seemed to fit. No need to get too cute.

“The Know-It-All,” on the other hand, went through a raft of titles. First, I called it
“From A-ak to Zyweic: One Man’s Journey Through the Encyclopedia.”
Rolls off the tongue, huh?
Then there was
“Thomas Jefferson Had Clean Feet (and other things I learned from reading the entire encyclopedia).”
Or
“John Adams Was a Lush (and other things I learned…)”
The “Know-It-All” was in a list of about 20 other titles I brainstormed one afternoon; my editor thought it was provocative.

If I were to test it on Google today, I’d run “The Know-It-All” against “The Walking Encyclopedia.” I’d love to see how it fared. I also wish Melville had Google ads to test “Moby Dick.” I can’t imagine that was the most commercial of titles, regardless of whether the slang word was in vogue then. (Speaking of names, I have to say that the name Google is brilliant. It’s just fun to say, like baby talk. But it also has a faint patina of intellectualism, since “googol,” as you may know, is the number 1 followed by 100 zeroes).

I did some Googling to see if I could find some good discarded book titles from history, but came up empty. (Anyone know any good ones?) I did stumble onto this clever article about the original titles of movies.

American Pie was originally called “Teenage Sex Comedy That Can Be Made for Under $10 Million.”

And Pretty Woman was originally called “3000,” which was what Julia Roberts’ prostitute character supposedly charged for one night.

By the way, it’s late Tuesday night/early Wednesday morning. Which means I’m a day late with my self-imposed deadline of posting at least once a week. But I blame it on ancient technology. I finally replaced my four-year-old PowerBook today.

The thing was in critical condition. Every morning, it crashed 20 to 30 times as soon as I clicked it on. I had to keep rebooting it. I felt like I was trying to start a 1972 Plymouth Valiant in January. Also, it was a laptop, but I couldn’t move it or it’d crash. The disc drive was broken. So was the space bar (I had to press it three times to get a space). Many of the original Bibles didn’t have spaces between the words, so I guess I could have typed in a Bible. But usually, space bars are a good thing.

Anyone have a sadder computer than that? I’ll send you a free copy of my upcoming book if you do (and if you’re the first to tell me).

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The great awakening of my blog

About a year ago, I came up with a cool new idea.

I noticed that every blogger worth his/her salt posts once a week, twice a week, maybe even every day. So I wondered, how to separate myself from the pack? How can I cut through the clutter?

My brilliant strategy was this: Write a blog post ONCE A YEAR.

That way, I’ll be unique. I can claim the title of the least frequent blogger in America. Mine will be a delightfully leisurely alternative in this fast-paced cyberworld. It would increase my allure and mystery.

And another added bonus: If you leave up a single blog post for 12 months, you really begin to accumulate comments. I mean, look at that. Twenty one comments. That makes me look really popular (as long as you don’t scrutinize the date of the post). Twenty one! I’m like the Huffington Post here.

Okay, maybe my slow blogging wasn’t quite that premeditated. Maybe it’s just that my life overwhelmed me.

I’ve now decided the once-a-year-thing wasn’t the best idea. Especially since, well, I have a book coming out in two months and I want to remind people to check it out of the library or buy it. Preferably buy it. Or check it out then buy it. So for the foreseeable future, I’ll be blogging at least once a week, probably twice.

So what have I done during the last year when I was studiously not-blogging?

–I wrote an Esquire article about playing Cyrano to my babysitter. It’s called My Life as a Hot Woman.

–I wrote another article called I Think You’re Fat about a movement known as Radical Honesty, where you’re supposed to say whatever is on your mind. It’s as terrifying as it sounds.

–I appeared on Oprah with my crazy Biblical beard (which at the time wasn’t too Moses-like yet).

–I started to use more exclamation points and even the occasional emoticon.

–I was fruitful and multiplied.

–I wondered, along with millions of others, whether there was something wrong with my TV because The Sopranos suddenly went black in the middle of the final episode.

–I finished my book The Year of Living Biblically. I know that pride is a sin, so I won’t say that I’m proud of the book. But I will say, the year I spent living biblically was an amazing one. Life-changing, even. And I hope I was able to convey the wonder, the surprises and, well, the strangeness, of my journey in my book.

–I decided to try networking socially by joining myspace and facebook. Though I resisted joining something called doostang. A man has to have his standards.

Also, I’m going to start a Bible Question of the Week feature on the blog. So if you have a question about the Bible, please email it to me. It can be anything even vaguely related to the Bible. It doesn’t have to be a profound theological question. It could be something like: “Why does the number 40 pop up in the Bible all the time? (40 days of rain, 40 years of wandering, etc.)”
I’ll do my best to answer. And if I can’t, I’ll outsource it to one of the Bible experts I met during my year. So feel free to email them to me at aj@ajjacobs.com

Thank thou
AJ

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