As part of a work-in-process, "reading in the margins: a writing diary," I've been posting short essays on the works of prose writers on my enormously clever substack for a while now, with recent pieces posted over the past couple of months on the work of Canadian writers Anne Carson, Sheila Heti, Stuart Ross, and Christine McNair. Part of the thinking of these pieces was a way to explore prose writers who have affected my own thinking, and my own writing. While I've a small handful of further essays currently in-progress, you can also check out prior pieces in the same series, on the work of Jean McKay, Gail Scott, Joy Williams, Ernest Hemingway, Bobbie Louise Hawkins and Kristjana Gunnars. Where might it go next? It is one of but a handful of threads I've been exploring through substack, which I've been attempting to treat like a kind of weekly column: "the genealogy book," a non-fiction book-length genealogical project exploring some of these newly-discovered biological threads, counterpointed with the genealogical threads I was raised into; "the green notebook," a kind of day-book of writing and thinking; "little arguments: stories," a sequence of short short stories, possibly as a follow-up to The Uncertainty Principle: stories, (Chaudiere Books, 2014); and an ongoing flurry of short stories, including what might be a follow-up to my new collection, On Beauty: stories (University of Alberta Press, 2024). There are also a couple of other projects/threads in there, but I won't give away everything here (this is where the curious might explore the site to see what might be, across the last two years of my weekly postings). It is free to follow me there, although I'm posting every third or fourth piece for paid-members only.
Showing posts with label Sheila Heti. Show all posts
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Friday, March 21, 2014
The Capilano Review 3.22 / Winter 2014
TB: How Should a Person Be? is very much a
novel that deals with the idea of contemporaneity, making visible your present
place in the world. We can look at the question, How should a person be? in
relation to a number of themes in the book: sex, being a young woman, an
artist, a moral person, but the idea of being contemporary seems to encompass
all of that. The two themes I picked up early on in your prologue are themes of
ugliness and of fame. And again, that made me think of Stein who said
contemporary art always looks ugly at first and then it becomes beautiful over
time. So could you speak about that preoccupation with ugly art in relation to
being contemporary?
SH: I thought a
lot about that quote. I thought it was Picasso but maybe they both said it in
different ways. I know that Picasso said an original work of art is always ugly
at first to its creator. So I guess they were both thinking a lot about that,
and I was thinking a lot about that when I wrote this book: how you have to
sometimes break down your ideas of what beauty is in order to have some air
flowing through your process. If you’re just trying to make something beautiful,
which we all are—beauty is compelling—you’re going to go towards a certain
shape, let’s say, or towards a certain narrative structure. You’re trying to do
something well. But the only way you can do something well, I think, is if at
first you have some model in your mind of what the good is. To do something
that doesn’t move towards this picture that you have in your head of what you
want the work to be, that’s a very difficult thing to do. And you kind of have
to trick yourself, and be vigilant. I mean all editing is always in the
direction of greater clarity, towards communicating in a more precise way that’s
related to beauty. To try to edit, not in the direction of beauty is really
hard. But all of that felt really necessary for me because, I mean it seems
crazy to say that this is true of somebody so young, but I felt that I’d
reached a dead end. When I was working on Ticknor
I was really trying to make something absolutely perfect and I knew that I couldn’t
do that again. I felt it would be dead if I tried to do that again. In truth, How Should a Person Be? isn’t the book
of mine that I like the most. I prefer
Ticknor or even The Middle Stories.
How Should a Person Be? is very much
against my innate aesthetic. It makes me uncomfortable to have put out
something that isn’t, in my mind, beautiful or perfect, even though this book
has had the biggest response. So I think there is something to be said for
making yourself uncomfortable, and for questioning your instinct to please some
internalized aesthetic criteria. Maybe there’s something lifeless about that,
on some level.
One
of the most compelling interviews I’ve read in some time has to be Thea Bowering’s interview with Toronto writer Sheila Heti, “’a portrait of thinking’:
Sheila Heti and Thea Bowering on the phone,” in the new issue of The Capilano Review (3.22 / Winter 2014)
(an excerpt of which exists on their website). What fascinates about Heti’s
work generally is a sense of innate curiosity, one so wide that one never
entirely knows just what she might end up producing next, and her books (I reviewed her third title, here) end up showcasing a curiosity as well as an incredible
fearlessness—moving in directions that might not immediately make sense, or read
like anything previous she might have produced.
4
It breaks
in your hands/ the long
break comes cleanly/ splays itself/ before you
some same sake is/ no
name at all – the warm up gropes for it/ says
nothing – therein lies
the voice/ of things the itch that turning/ softly
sounded page (Mark
Goldstein, “Poems for Alice from Medium
Point Blues”)
Of
course, the issue also includes a whole slew of poetry, fiction, critical work
and visual art, including pieces by Mark Goldstein, Lisa Robertson, Lyndl Hall,
Cecilia Corrigan, Adam Frank, Deborah Koenker, Paul Nelson and Dorothy Chang,
as well as a short story by Sheila Heti, from her collection, The Middle Stories. The issue also
includes a tribute to the late Vancouver poet Nancy Shaw, “Reading/Writing for
Nancy Shaw,” as friend, Shaw-collaborator and poet Catriona Strang writes:
The late Nancy Shaw,
poet, curator, art critic and scholar, was an integral member of the vibrant
and influential Vancouver poetry and art scenes of the late 1980s and early
1990s. Her books include Affordable Tedium, Scoptocratic, Busted, and Light Sweet Crude. She also wrote bracingly on art, dance, and
popular culture, and undertook fruitful collaborations with musicians,
composers, dancers, and other poets. Her death from cancer in 2007 was a great
loss to the Canadian art community; she is still much missed.
The Vancouver New Music Society’s October 2013
re-mounting of composer Jacqueline Leggatt “Cold Trip,” originally written in
2007 and dedicated to Nancy, was the catalyst for the “Reading for Nancy Shaw,”
which took place at The Apartment Gallery in Vancouver on October 20, 2013.
Louis Cabri, Amy De’Ath, Jeff Derksen, Christine Stewart, and Catriona Strang
read selections from Nancy’s writing and their own, as well as pieces written
for her and in response to her work. Amy’s and Louis’ pieces are published here.
All the readings were interspersed with Jacqueline Leggatt’s audio recordings
of Nancy reading her own work—a rare chance to hear Nancy’s voice again.
From
her own response to Light Sweet Crude,
the second section of Amy De’Ath’s “Security Cloak” reads:
A kaleidoscope is a
prudent safety hazard
As much as I as much as
I can get.
I have pissed, and what
I’ve become is tendered.
Effectively constructed
myself.
On a period, blazing
ruins.
Nothing extraordinary
Nothing empirically justified
Still the affect-bleached, impossible co-star-
I resign from my
shelter
absolutely sovereign
very much civil and
betrayed I
never saw I never saw
it coming.
Otherwise,
Toronto writer, designer and publisher Mark Goldstein includes a powerful short
essay on the dissolution of book-as-object through digitalization, and the true
realization of just what is being lost, as he discusses the gift economy of the
chapbook, the Toronto Antiquarian Book Fair and the works of the late Glenn Goluska. Set at the end of the issue in the “see to see—“ section, with works by Clint Burnham, Sonnet L’Abbé,
Oana Avasilichioaei, Rebecca Brewer & Tiziana La Melia and Julian Weideman,
the opening piece by Tracy Stefanucci, “Making space for artist publishing,”
provides a context for the small grouping of essays, writing about Vancouver’s Project Space: “Situated at an intersection of disciplines—namely the visual arts,
literary arts and/or graphic design—publication presents a unique space of
inquiry that is often complemented by interdisciplinary practice, collaboration,
or co-production. With an interest in this particular context, Project Space
explores publication as an artistic medium.” There is something magnificent
about how this issue brings together a myriad of ideas, disciplines and
approaches, all of which provide their own challenges. The best thing any
reader (and writer) needs to keep asking themselves: how do we approach text
(and writing), and what might we be missing? From the interview with Heti to
the essays included at the very end. Goldstein’s piece includes:
Goluska was a designer and typographer of the highest
order (he died in 2011), and in his hands A
Change-ringing of the Mind became the perfect marriage of text and texture.
The translation is sublime, with Goluska’s artistry and total vision apparent
throughout. A work such as this could not survive the digital realm—the pleasure
of the letterforms, their special arrangements on the page, the touch of the
papers themselves, the subtle echoing of word-stuff would be lost in such
transference. A Change-ringing of the Mind best exemplifies the necessity of the small press, one where the
difficulty of creation and dissemination is met with vitality.
Unfortunately, both the work’s beauty and scarcity has
pushed it into the rarified air of the antiquarian bookseller. This divide
between reader and collector keeps works such as these in private libraries,
out of reach of those laboring writers who need them most. It is obvious that A Change-ringing of the Mind was meant
to be read and yet, with a $100.00 asking price (a bargain compared to other
items at the fair), it is beyond reach
Yes, a digital version would provide the content of the
work but the total power of the book would be lost. The bitter irony here is
that Goluska’s superb translation has now been rendered mute.
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Ongoing notes: late May, 2013
While digging through boxes to prepare further
archive for the University of Calgary, I found this note from the late Jane Rule, with the best line about John Newlove: "He bit me at a party a
century ago, but I remember him fondly for other reasons." She and I
judged a first book competition for the Saskatchewan Writers Guild in 1999, the
timing of which meant I was touring, and ended up calling her from various bars
all over Alberta. She was horrified on my behalf at the thought of anyone
touring, and nearly didn't believe me when I told her it was even my idea.
In other
news, we’re gearing up for the spring edition of the ottawa small press book fair, and the pre-fair reading the night before, happening June 14 and 15,
2013. And don’t forget WESTfest the weekend before, where I’m even performing on the main stage (if you can believe it), as a tenth anniversary WESTfest
special. Is there anything else I need to mention?
Zurich, Switzerland: As part of
her participation in the 2013 dusie kollektiv [see the above/ground press publications by myself and Kaia Sand here, for same] as part of this year’s AWP, Kansas poet Megan Kaminski [see her Tuesday poem here; see her 12 or 20 question here]
produced This Place (dusie, 2013).
The poems in this small chapbook (with one of the loveliest covers I’ve seen on
a chapbook in quite some time, done and designed by Lauren Schimming) works an exploration of geographies, both physical and sensual, writing poems such as
“Arrival (warm and damp),” “This Place,” “Driving” and the extended travel-poem
“Classified.”
The cloud forest
Cloud coats
us—shoulders hands
and arms at
higher altitude
trees do not
grow tall
no
trunk-creak in the evening
nor afternoon
shadows across field
lava-lined riverbed in the valley
ohias
flowering red from lichen-dripped
branches
calling bird-song closer
The poems in
this small collection are constructed around physicality, managing abstract and
concrete foundations in each, held down enough so as not to free-float away.
This place
This place not belonging not mine not
any place
belonging the longing place the land
belonging me
to it to longing and green and
green fields
calling green and not naming not
knowing not
names nor place nor origin asking at
market given
names and dates and given market
which like butterscotch
given market to place
given to
memory displaced to morning sky blue
skied given
to blue and placement above and
cloud given
to shadow over place sheltering place
place
sheltering misplaced memory of belonging
and not not naming this place not given to place
to shelter to
memory to sky to butterscotch to blue
Montreal QC: Where have all the student
journals disappeared to? It’s been, admittedly, a number of years since I picked
up a copy of Scrivener creative review,
produced through the Department of English Students’ Association and the Arts
Undergraduate Society at McGill University. Originally founded in 1980, the new
issue of Scrivener, issue number
thirty-eight, features an intriguing interview with Toronto writer Sheila Heti.
Conducted by fiction editors Julie Mannell and Gavin Thomson, the interview
focuses on Heti’s third novel, How Should a Person Be (2010) [see my review of such here; see another recent interviewwith Heti on same here]:
JM: I also found the critique very gendered. In the article I’m working on for The Huffington Post I sort of draw parallels between
some of the criticism you received along with the criticism Lena Dunham received,
along with the criticism that even people like Roseanne [Barr] have received:
If men talk about art, there’s a seriousness to it, but when women talk about
it, it’s flighty and it’s frivolous and it seems as though almost no women has
the right to speak about art or even art for women.
SH: Yeah, or herself, and that somehow talking about
being a woman is not talking about being a human, but talking about being a man
is talking about being a human.
JM: [The criticism of] Virginia Woolf is startling
similar to the criticism that you’ve received, and at the crux of the
criticism, Q.D. Leavis was trying to say that, because she wasn’t a mother,
Virginia Woolf could not articulate the experience of being a woman or being a
human being properly.
SH: Well, I don’t think there’s anything frivolous to
talk about if you’re writing a book. Like I was just reading Jane Austen and
she’s considered one of the greatest English writers and it’s all about gossip
and who that men in going to choose and if you think life is frivolous, then,
you know.
The interview
is illuminating, slightly scattered, and endearing in part for its honest
questioning, as the two interviews attempt to understand Heti’s perspective on
life and writing. There were some interesting pieces of fiction and fantastic
artworks by Stefanie Kuzmiski, Mary McCulloch and Amy Goh, but another highlight
of the issue was the poem, “from News of Andrea,” a somewhat uneven collaborative
sequence with intriguing lines by Eliot D’Silva and Nausicaa Renner. Despite the
unevenness, the poem intrigues.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
‘The Next Big Thing’ meme-interview with rob mclennan: the blog tour that ran itself
December 5-8, 2012
[photo taken in Paris, France in October 2012 by Christine McNair]
Pearl Pirie tagged me in
this series of interviews [see her interview here], originally pointing out an
interview by Christine Fischer Guy, who writes:
There are a few
others I’ve read as well, including Darryl Joel Berger, Ariel Gordon, Tanis Rideout, Laurie D. Graham, Alex Leslie, Jennifer LoveGrove, Gillian Wallace, Sandra Nicholls, Gary Barwin and Lauren B. Davis.
Here are my answers to these questions:
- What is the working title of your book?
The working
title for my current work-in-progress collection of short stories is “On
Beauty.” I admit, it’s a title I’m not married to. It was long ago previously
called “The Wedding Present,” after a short story that might still be dropped
from the whole. For the time being, I’m worrying less about the title of the
collection than the stories themselves.
- Where did the idea come from for the book?
A singular
story dates from February 2010 (a story that, depending on my mood, I regularly
consider cutting from the collection entirely), but otherwise, the collection
had its initial impulse during a trip we made to Toronto for Christmas/Boxing
Week, 2011. We were spending a couple of days with my now-wife’s mother, and
ended up spending part of December 27th [see my post on such here] on
Bloor Street West, attempting a few hours of writing. We had wandered through a
since-closed location of Book City and picked up a number of things, including a
collection of essays by Milan Kundera, an issue of Believer, an issue of Geist,
some back issues of Granta and McSweeney’s. I read the most amazing
short story by Miranda July, “Majesty,” which immediately generated the beginning
sketches of a short story, “Fourteen things you don’t know about Arturus
Booth.”
I eventually
had to find her collection of short stories, No one belongs here more than you (Scribner, 2007).
But the ideas
themselves: sometimes I start with an idea for a story, sometimes a short
scene, sometimes only a title. From the anthology Prince of Stories: the Many Worlds of Neil Gaiman (2008), I adapted
the idea of the semi-fictional “A Short Film About John Bolton” (2003) to a
semi-fictional story set in 1968, “A short film about my father.” Another story
in the collection continues one particular thread from my second novel, Missing Persons (2009), because Amanda
Earl, quite literally, asked to know more. I have been attempting another piece
to further another thread from the same novel, but the story hasn’t quite
figured itself out yet.
For this
collection, I am very much interested in the collage aspect of accumulating
short, nearly stand-alone scene-fragments into a coherent, cohesive narrative
of some three pages in length. To articulate the essence of a short story, one
does not necessarily need to spell out all the facts.
- What genre does your book fall under?
Short stories.
Tightly-packed.
- Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition?
Johnny Depp. Or
the kid who was in that terrible John Carter flick.
- What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book?
Short, sharp
and intensely personal; a large book packed into a small space. And yet, this
is entirely incomplete. The work should speak for itself.
- Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency?
I’m not really
interested in self-publishing this collection, and am represented by no
agencies of any sort. So far, my fiction has had but a single trade home, which
appears to be no longer an option.
I look with
envy at works of fiction published by Anansi and Scribner and McSweeney’s and
Douglas & McIntyre (even with their recent financial upheavals).
- How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript?
I am still in
the midst of the first draft, and rework many of the stories daily, slowly
carving, carving, carving. Over the twelve months I’ve been actively working on
this as my main writing project, I’ve got nearly ten finished stories I like,
another half-dozen in progress that I think have good potential, and another
half-dozen I haven’t decided on yet.
- What other books would you compare this story to within your genre?
I’m not sure. I
would attempt to ascribe my fiction alongside works by Sheila Heti, Ken Sparling, Jean McKay, Etgar Keret, Lydia Davis and Sarah Manguso, but that
might all be vanity. It might be wishful thinking on my part.
I’ve composed a
couple of short essays over the past year or so on writing short fiction that
discuss some of my goals and concerns, including this blog post, and this short essay over at The Puritan.
- Who or what inspired you to write this book?
Living, and
writing. Part of what I’ve been enjoying about working in the realm of short
fiction is in watching how various unrelated strands – fragments of real life,
memory, information gleaned from television, newspapers, overheard tales, works
of non-fiction, etcetera – all manage to wrap themselves into a comprehensive
narrative weave. I don’t know where it all comes from, but it somehow make
sense in the three-page stretch of prose.
I seek
inspiration, at times, from other great works. Lately I’ve been reading Italo Calvino’s Invisible Cities and
re-reading Milan Kundera’s The Book of Laughter and Forgetting.
- What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest?
I’m hoping the
combination of the collection’s sharp brevity and articulation of deeply
personal moments are enough to interest anyone.
As per the rules of this series, here
are the five writers I’ve tagged for self-interviews of their own:
Watch for their
interviews. Hopefully they’ll be posting over the next little bit.
(and for the sake of gender-balance: over a period of two weeks, I asked a total of ten female writers and five male writers. This is the list of writers who, for whatever reason, said yes.)
(and for the sake of gender-balance: over a period of two weeks, I asked a total of ten female writers and five male writers. This is the list of writers who, for whatever reason, said yes.)
Message for tagged authors:
Rules of the Next Big Thing
***Use this
format for your post
***Answer the
ten questions about your current WIP (work in progress)
***Tag five
other writers/bloggers and add their links so we can hop over and meet them.
Ten Interview
Questions for the Next Big Thing:
What is your
working title of your book?
Where did the
idea come from for the book?
What genre does
your book fall under?
Which actors
would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition?
What is the
one-sentence synopsis of your book?
Will your book
be self-published or represented by an agency?
How long did it
take you to write the first draft of your manuscript?
What other
books would you compare this story to within your genre?
Who or what
inspired you to write this book?
What else about
your book might pique the reader’s interest?
Include the
link of who tagged you and this explanation for the people you have tagged.
Be sure to line
up your five people in advance.
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