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John Nichols, a New York City transplant to New Mexico whose exuberant novels, notably \u201cThe Milagro Beanfield War,\u201d transformed him from an urban gringo into a local idol, died on Monday at his home in Taos. He was 83.<\/p>\n
The cause was heart failure, said his daughter, Tania Harris.<\/p>\n
Imbued with a heady pedigree and a peripatetic upbringing, Mr. Nichols evolved instinctively from a cosmopolitan New Yorker and world traveler to a Western writer of the purple sage.<\/p>\n
He was best known for \u201cThe Milagro Beanfield War\u201d (1974), a 445-page political allegory that tells the story of farmers in the fictional town of Milagro Valley who are denied the right to irrigate their farms because water is being diverted to a huge development.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe Milagro Beanfield War\u201d became a crowd pleaser on college campuses, was venerated in his adopted state, and for a while was considered among the most widely read novels about Latinos. In 1988 it was adapted into a film, directed by Robert Redford and starring Rub\u00e9n Blades, Christopher Walken and Melanie Griffith.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
\u201cA lot of his work might be characterized as a long slow-motion valentine to the mountains, mesas, high desert, sky and especially people of New Mexico,\u201d said Stephen Hull, director of University of New Mexico Press, which published Mr. Nichols\u2019s memoir \u201cI Got Mine: Confessions of a Midlist Writer\u201d last year.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was a comic writer who used tropes of absurdism and excess to depict essential injustices,\u201d Mr. Hull said in an email. \u201cHe was deeply affected by a period of time he spent in Guatemala in \u201864-\u201965, and by the poverty, authenticity, even nobility of his neighbors in northern New Mexico.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mr. Nichols put it this way in \u201cI Got Mine\u201d: \u201cNew Mexico\u2019s sense of humor, its history and cultures, as well as its poverty and inequalities affected each sentence I crafted. The novel\u2019s attitude and style had been with me since childhood.\u201d<\/p>\n
His other books included two novels set in or around Taos, \u201cThe Magic Journey\u201d (1978) and \u201cThe Nirvana Blues\u201d (1981), which with \u201cThe Milagro Beanfield War\u201d comprised a trilogy. His daughter said he had been editing an anthology of letters, essays and manuscripts at his death.<\/p>\n
Despite its success, the critical response to \u201cThe Milagro Beanfield War\u201d was mixed. Writing in The New York Times Book Review<\/a>, Frederick Busch acknowledged Mr. Nichols\u2019s wit but pronounced the book an example of \u201cliterary colonialism.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n In 1981, Russell Martin wrote in The New York Times Magazine<\/a>: \u201cAt its best, Nichols\u2019s humor \u2014 his parodies of lifestyles and his affectionate treatments of frowzy rural pursuits \u2014 is artfully crafted. He can even pull off an engaging spoof of that pristine, panoramic imagery that sometimes regrettably seems to be a kind of rosy Western rule of thumb.\u201d<\/p>\n Mr. Martin cited this excerpt from \u201cThe Nirvana Blues\u201d: \u201cStars hovered like awed fireflies above the nervous little city. Honky-tonk music from dozens of funky bars danced among the valley\u2019s myriad security lamps forever frozen at the foot of the mysterious mesa. \u2026 The brightly lit lime-green bubble over Tennis Heaven\u2019s indoor courts glowed silkily. Into the enchanted night faintly echoed a rhythmic thwock! caused by rackets leisurely pummeling high-altitude balls inside that rippling diaphanous gem.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n John Treadwell Nichols was born on July 23, 1940, in Berkeley, Calif. His mother, Monique Robert, was born in France and raised there and in Spain. His father, David, was the son of John Treadwell Nichols, a curator at the American Museum of Natural History. His paternal grandmother, Cornelia Floyd, was descended from William Floyd, a signer of the Declaration of Independence. His cousin William F. Weld was the governor of Massachusetts from 1991 to 1997.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n John\u2019s mother died when he was about 2, and he moved frequently as his father remarried and divorced. He attended the Loomis Chaffee School in Windsor, Conn., and graduated from Hamilton College in Clinton, N.Y., with a Bachelor of Arts degree in 1962.<\/p>\n \u201cI wanted to be either a novelist, a cartoonist (like Chester Gould<\/a> who drew Dick Tracy), or a rock \u2019n\u2019 roller (like Little Richard),\u201d he wrote in his 2022 memoir.<\/p>\n Declared physically unfit for military service because of injuries he had sustained playing ice hockey, he moved to Barcelona to live with his grandmother. While there, when he was 23, he wrote \u201cThe Sterile Cuckoo,\u201d<\/a> a quirky romance that takes place in the private Northeastern college milieu he knew well. Promoted as a novel about \u201cfirst love, first sex\u201d that featured \u201ca kooky heroine,\u201d it was adapted into a film in 1969 starring Liza Minnelli and directed by Alan J. Pakula<\/a>.<\/p>\n After he returned to New York, Mr. Nichols drafted five novels simultaneously in a fifth-floor $42.50-a-month walk-up in what is now SoHo. He supported himself by unloading trucks and playing guitar at coffeehouses.<\/p>\n After selling \u201cThe Sterile Cuckoo\u201d for $500 and marrying Ruth Wetherell Harding in 1965, he traveled around Latin America. In 1966 he published another novel, \u201cThe Wizard of Loneliness,\u201d which was later also made into a movie.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n Mr. Nichols was married and divorced three times. In addition to his daughter and a son, Luke, both from his first marriage, he is survived by a brother, Tim, and three granddaughters.<\/p>\n In 1969 he moved to Taos, where he learned Spanish and wrote at night. He went on to turn out about a dozen novels, as well as collections of essays, books on nature and a chronicle of his parents\u2019 early life. He never used a computer.<\/p>\n In a 1979 memoir, \u201cIf Mountains Die,\u201d he lamented the seismic culture clash that was being waged in Taos, which he described as \u201ca Hippie-Chicano war.\u201d<\/p>\n Still, he said, for all his urbane upbringing, he felt comfortable in Taos, an ethnic enclave and bohemian magnet in the high desert.<\/p>\n \u201cFor some reason, the East had overwhelmed me,\u201d he wrote. \u201cBut in New Mexico, my relationships soon cut through class lines and occupations.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n