How a book changed my life
That time David met Tom Clancy, insurance salesman.
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Can a book change your life?
Yes, absolutely. Ask a random sampling of people and many will tell you about a particular book1 that they read at a specific time in their lives that had a profound impact on their future.
After you listen to enough of these anecdotes, you realize that the book doesn’t necessarily have to be Great Literature to have this life-changing effect. It’s usually more about the story resonating with the individual at a very specific moment in their life. That touchstone moment stays with them forever.
As human beings, we are wired for story. It’s how we make sense of our lives and how we relate to one another. Something truly magical happens when a story key slides into a locked brain and opens up the future.
For David, this book was The Hunt for Red October by Tom Clancy. A chance meeting with Mr. Clancy—well before he became famous—led to a career in submarines and eventually to a life as a writer.
This week, we hop into the Way-back Machine. On June 18, 2019, one day before the release of Rules of Engagement, our first book with St. Martin’s Press, David published the following piece on the website The Criminal Element. The original title was How Tom Clancy Changed My Life.
Enjoy.
In the summer of 1984, I entered the U.S. Naval Academy as a plebe, or fourth-class midshipman. In October of that same year, Tom Clancy published his first novel, The Hunt for Red October. A few months later, our paths crossed.
The meeting was the opposite of memorable. In fact, it was purely mercenary on my part. My English instructor promised extra credit to anyone who attended a book talk by an unknown Naval Institute Press fiction author. (As midshipmen, we knew the NIP as the organization that published Proceedings. This was the first time the Naval Institute Press had published fiction.) I didn’t really need the extra credit, but why pass up the chance to bank some points?
In his life before The Hunt for Red October became uber-popular, Clancy was an insurance salesman and… well, that evening he looked exactly like an insurance salesman. Ill-fitting tweed jacket over a standard white shirt and dark tie, thick glasses—you get the picture.
His talk was equally uninspiring. I remember him fumbling for words in an arena-style lecture hall filled with a few dozen midshipman drowsing after a dinner in King Hall. Most of them, like me, probably attending for the extra credit. He told us he had never served in the Navy, but he had written a novel about a defecting Russian submarine captain and the US sub trying to track down the wayward Russkie. I remember thinking at the time that he was an unlikely success story. His technothriller—an unfamiliar term at the time—had been rejected by all the major publishing houses until it was picked up by the Naval Institute Press.
I was young. I was skeptical—possibly even scornful—of this civilian writing fiction about my future profession.
I was also wrong. I should have listened more closely to Mr. Clancy.
It’s tough to put into words just how The Hunt for Red October took the U.S. Navy—especially the submarine force—by storm. The mid-1980s was the height of the Cold War with the former Soviet Union, and Clancy’s tale of two submarines fed into the mystique of the high-stakes, undersea, cat-and-mouse game between superpowers.
During summer breaks, midshipmen served in the U.S. Navy Fleet as part of our professional training. I volunteered for a “cruise” on a submarine. (Most first-years were sent to surface ships, but volunteers were taken for submarine duty.) I spent eight weeks at sea on the USS Albuquerque, a Los Angeles-class fast attack submarine out of New London, Connecticut. Today, a photo of that submarine, signed by the captain, hangs on my office wall.
On that extended summer operation, Red October made the rounds through the crew. I remember discussing the book during a slow watch with the grizzled Chief of the Boat. “Couldn’t read it,” he said to me. “Too much like being on watch.” And he was right—it was that realistic.
But me? I read it twice during my first stint at sea. I was hooked.
But the story doesn’t end there. I graduated from the Academy with a commission as an ensign and entered the nuclear power training pipeline. A few years later, I was back in New London, this time for Submarine School, the final stop for officers before they went to the Fleet. The movie adaptation of The Hunt for Red October was released that spring and the base bought out an afternoon showing for the Sub School classes. I can still picture it: an entire movie theater packed shoulder to shoulder with khaki-clad twenty-somethings and their instructors, all cheering for the good guys (which also happened to be us) during the final action scene with the submarine launching out of the water in an emergency blow operation.
By then, I already had orders to report to the USS Baton Rouge, a Los Angeles-class fast attack submarine just like the one in the movie and could not have been happier. My dream was coming true. It felt right that I was seeing my old friend Red October on the eve of becoming a real submariner.
In many ways, Clancy’s writing shaped a generation. In his microcosm of the battle of wits between the Red October and the Dallas, he captured the essence of the increasingly tense Cold War, putting the conflict in stark terms. The Russians and their system of government were evil, the United States military were the heroes. The Soviets were ten feet tall with more ships, more troops and more bombs than us. We were the underdogs and the only way to beat them was to be faster, smarter, and more agile than our enemy. Clancy’s stories drove that message home to a public looking for a way to process that tense period in our nation’s history.
In the years since that meeting with Mr. Clancy, I’ve seen countless clips of him speaking with great eloquence. But my mind always drifts back to that first meeting, when he fumbled for words and I let youthful arrogance cloud my thinking.
The Hunt for Red October had a profound influence on my life. After graduation, I went on to serve in the nuclear submarine force. In the mid-90s, after the Cold War was proclaimed dead, I left the Navy to pursue a career in high-tech. After a few decades, I changed careers again. Today, I write technothrillers—just like Tom Clancy.
Such is the power of story.
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Yes, this applies to movies or other works of art, but we write books, so we’re going to talk books, OK?
The first book I read for pleasure was red storm riding, I was hhooked!
Red all his books I never served in the military but served at home as a criminal Magustrate (see Duke LaCrosse case)
My son was class of 2016 at the academy and now serves as a submariner. I guess it rubbed off on him.
Still love to read technology thrillers, especially about possible WW III. Love your books
Red October came out after I was already an STS, my recruiting books were Adm. Beach's trio Run Silent Run Deep, Dust on the Sea, and Cold is the Sea. What got me to writing though was my frustration at writers getting it wrong. I write SF, and Urban Fantasy. I started with UF because in every single UF, the writer has the government either as the Big Bad Evil, or completely clueless as to what's going on. After 41 years working for the government, none of it rang true. I also did 10 years (overlapping) as a cop, so that was part of the mix too.
Yes, there are bad, evil, and mostly lazy folks in the government. There are also good, hard working, and honest folks in the government. And the one thing the government SUCKS at is keeping secrets.
So I asked myself "What would the government do if all the legends of things that go bump in the night were true? How would the civil rights movement deal with that? How about the military?" Thus was born the John Fisher Chronicles.