Ian Frazier
American literary nonfiction found a distinctive voice in the latter half of the twentieth century, as writers began blending personal narrative with deep historical research to explore overlooked corners of the country. Ian Frazier, born in Cleveland in 1951, came to embody that impulse as a writer, journalist, and humorist whose work ranged across humor, reportage, and serious history.
Frazier was educated at Western Reserve Academy and later at Harvard University, after which he built a career that moved between comic writing and substantial nonfiction. In 1989 he published Great Plains, a work of nonfiction history that brought sustained attention to the landscapes, peoples, and past of one of North America's least-celebrated regions. The book drew on both rigorous research and a first-person sensibility, sitting at an unusual intersection of genres — part travel writing, part historical account, part personal meditation. That kind of range, hard to categorize and harder to pull off, characterized his approach to the work.
The recognition Frazier received reflects the breadth of what he does. He earned a Guggenheim Fellowship, one of the more competitive honors available to American writers, which supported independent creative work. He also received the Sidney Award, given to recognize outstanding works of journalism. Taken together, those two honors — one rooted in literary achievement, the other in journalism — capture the dual identity he's carried throughout his career as someone equally at home in both worlds.
Quotes by Ian Frazier

Human connection is the way things work. It’s like a patronage system. You know somebody, and he knows somebody, and he knows somebody, and he knows the district governor, and it’s okay.

There’s an idea of the Plains as the middle of nowhere, something to be contemptuous of. But it’s really a heroic place.

I don’t want to collect Indian art, though pots and beadwork and blankets made by Indians remain the most beautiful art objects in the American West, in my opinion.

I don’t want to participate in traditional Indian religious ceremonies – dance in a sun dance or pray in a sweat lodge or go on a vision quest with the help of a medicine man. The power of these ceremonies has an appeal, but I’m content with what little religion I already have.





