Every so often I post interviews with talented thinkers, authors and practitioners in which I ask them about their ideas of value to the legal profession. Today I am extremely pleased to bring you an interview of Dr. George Gopen. I have had the privilege of hiring Dr. Gopen to present several legal writing seminars in the past and have been delighted to see attendees' enthusiasm and and satisfaction. Because I know of no one else with a greater ability to teach lawyers, even those already good writers, to be better writers, I invited my old friend to answer some questions about this process he teaches so well.
idealawg: Thanks very much for being here at idealawg, George. I think the story of how you became a legal writing consultant would as interesting to many readers as it is to me so let's start there.
Gopen: I became a legal writing consultant by a series of accidents and instinctive career decisions. I was an English major as an undergraduate. Not knowing what to do with myself thereafter, I followed my father’s advice and went to law school – assuming, as he insisted, that my mental training there would stand me in good stead no matter what I wound up doing as a professional. I loved the first year, but was unimpressed by my summer clerkship and not thrilled by the second year’s courses, which did not teach me anything new about the thinking process.
Noticing that Harvard had, at the time, a joint J.D.-M.A. program, in which any law student could opt to do a Masters in any Harvard department, I opted to do one in English. (Both the English Department and the Law School were so outraged that I would abuse the program by indulging in such frivolous pursuits, Harvard cancelled the program the next year.) I discovered I really wanted to be an English professor and convinced the English Department (by no means an easy task) that I should be allowed to stay fro the Ph.D. I therefore did the two degrees simultaneously – 2 years law, 3 years both, and three years English. Somewhere in the fifth year, my mother began to tell people, “Most mothers pray their sons get into Harvard; me, I’m praying mine gets out.”
I was lucky enough to get a position in an English department, a feat accomplished by only 5 of the 47 who started the Ph.D. with me. I secured a 3-years-and-out job at the University of Utah. Accident #1: Upon my arrival, the new Director of Writing Programs, John Mueller, noticed my two degrees and asked me to create a course in “Advanced Composition for Pre-Law Students.” I could find no such course being taught anywhere in the United States. I wrote 86 law schools, asking what writing programs they had – (the year was 1975) – and what their college offered on the undergraduate level. 80 wrote back, with various strains of frustration or despair over the writing skills of their students.
I invited the people who wrote the four best responses to Salt Lake City for four days to conference on what such an undergraduate course might encompass. From that. I structured a course, taught it twice, published an article on the course ("A Course in Composition for Pre-Law Students." Journal of Legal Education, 29 (1978), 222-231.); an article on what I had discovered about law school writing programs (then in their infancy) ("A Question of Cash and Credit: Writing Programs at Law Schools." Journal of Contemporary Law, 3 (1977), 191-200.); and secured a contract with West Publishing for a textbook (Writing from a Legal Perspective).
When I returned to the job market in 1977-78, I found (much to my surprise) that I had credentialized myself as a Composition specialist. (I was actually a Rhetorician, but did not discover that until 1984.) In a job market still disastrous, where one or two job interviews was considered something of a triumph, I led the country (I believe) with 15.
Although there was suddenly a pressing need for composition instruction on the college level, there was not yet a “field” of Composition Studies; and no one else in the country had two Harvard graduate degrees and publications in Composition. Despite my new-found reputation, I knew next to nothing about teaching the English language. Neither, however, did many other people – if anyone.
I accepted a position as Director of Writing Programs at Loyola University of Chicago. When I got there, my first jobs were to find out (1) what was generally known about teaching the writing of English, and (2) how to do something better than that.
Accident #2: I moved into a nice condominium in Rogers Park, recently converted from its 50-year-old status as an apartment building. Only one other unit had been sold, to Dan Weinberg, the owner of a rare book shop that specialized in Abraham Lincoln. Dan and I became good friends immediately, since I was a rare book collector and both of us had sung in madrigal groups. Two months later, at his family’s Thanksgiving dinner table, Dan grew tired of listening to his-cousin-the-lawyer complain how badly the young people in his firm handled the English language. To bring an end to that strain of conversation, Dan suggested his cousin contact me. “He’s got a law degree and a Ph.D. in English from Harvard, and he directs the Writing Program at Loyola. If anyone knows how to do something about it, it’s him.”
And so I was offered my first consulting job. They handed me the single worst writer in the firm – a lovely but unconfident young man – and told me to spend as much time as I needed, every other Saturday, to bring him up to speed as a writer. I had no idea what to do, other than the few things I had developed in the Utah writing course. I worked with this energetic young man for several months and actually helped him make some progress. I do not recall how I managed to accomplish this. I worked for the firm for a total of 18 months. When, with a few successes under my belt, I suggested they raise my pay from $60 an hour to $65, they fired me.
The year was then 1980. I had been discovering all sorts of things – small, disconnected things – about the language. I was making progress. Several people that year suggested to me that I should get together with Professor Joe Williams of the University of Chicago. They suggested (1) that he and I sounded like we would agree on many things concerning the language and (2) that my ego was strong enough to deal with his.
Joe and I both attended CCCC (the writing professors’ conference) that year, which gave me the opportunity to meet and talk with him. We took to each other immediately and decided to form a small consulting firm. Eventually, Clearlines arose, consisting of Joe, Gregory Colomb, Frank Kinahan, and me. Joel Henning and Associates took us on and found for us employment with some of the most prominent law firms and corporations, and we were on our way. Our programs were usually four full days; each client would see each of us once.
Accident #3: In 1987 we were hired by a client, the #2 legal publishing firm, that refused to accept a writing consultant who did not have a J.D. For the first (and only) time, Clearlines sent just one person, me, to do the whole job. And what a job it was: 300 lawyers, all performing not as lawyers but as editors, in groups of 25, once a week for a full day. I commuted to New York every Thursday from the beginning of September into July, doing all four sessions of our program over and over. This gave me an overview I had previously lacked. We had accomplished a great deal as a group; but my doing this job, I finally discovered what it was we had accomplished. (I will talk about that in a minute.)