André Alexis is the author of two novels (Childhood
and Asylum), two
books of short stories (Despair and Other Stories of Ottawa and Beauty and Sadness), a children’s book (Ingrid and the Wolf ) and a number of plays (Lambton Kent, Name in Vain, Fidelity), as well
as A, newly out with BookThug. He was
a contributing book reviewer for the Globe
and Mail, and has worked extensively in radio, having been the
host/writer of CBC Radio One’s "Radio Nomad" and CBC Radio 2’s
"Skylarking."
1 - How did your first book change your life? How does your most recent
work compare to your previous? How does it feel different?
My first book, Despair and Other Stories of Ottawa, was the first repository of
some of the questions that have troubled me (or inspired me) over the years. I
work by wondering not only “what happens next?” (narrative) but “why does
anything happen at all?” (metaphysics). The surprise of seeing some of my
concerns and questions on the page was what inspired the next book, Childhood, which in turn inspired the
book that came after it, and so on. My most recently published book feels like part of an ongoing conversation amongst
me, my psyche and whoever is kind enough to read my work. (It’s either that or my
work is simply an unhealthy monologue that gets more eccentric as it goes on.)
2 - How did you come to fiction first, as opposed to, say, poetry or
non-fiction?
I prefer poetry and
would have been a poet if I’d had the necessary talents: patience and quickness
of mind, above all. (I can’t tell you how much I admire and envy my friend, Roo Borson.) Having failed at poetry, I turned to something that tormented me much
less than writing bad poetry did: fiction. I was born in Trinidad and I had
always loved its stories and legends. Fiction was a way to keep myself in touch
with my origins (its language and stories) while allowing me to meditate on
things that are fundamental to my psyche.
3 - How long does it take to start any particular writing project? Does
your writing initially come quickly, or is it a slow process? Do first drafts
appear looking close to their final shape, or does your work come out of
copious notes?
How long does it take
to start? You mean once I’ve gotten
an idea? It’s variable. When I started out, I probably didn’t think enough
before writing. If I had an idea for a story, I immediately tried to write it
down. Now, I wait a while – sometimes months or years. If the idea hangs
around, I feel confident I can use it. If I’ve waited for the right amount of
time, the writing comes quickly. But my first drafts are generally bad. They’re
usually formally right – proper
beginning, middle, end – and their structures are usually sound (“structure”
meaning the narrative’s way of progressing from incident to incident or thought
to thought) but their language and pace are always much worse than I expect.
Which is why I prefer second, third or even later drafts.
As to notes: I never
use them. If an idea is vivid enough, I don’t need notes and, besides, I like
the element of surprise or discovery that rules a first draft. If the idea
isn’t vivid enough to take me through a novel or short story, it’s not an idea
I should be wasting my time with. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve learned to tell
the difference between ideas that are important (to me) and the ones that are
brain fluff.
4 - Where does a story usually begin for you? Are you an author of
short pieces that end up combining into a larger project, or are you working on
a "book" from the very beginning?
Difficult to talk
about where a story comes from (see question 14): other stories (mine and
others’), other books, films, philosophy, voices, friends, characters … almost
anything can set a story in motion, but I’m usually working on a “book” from the
very beginning. That much is close enough to true.
5 - Are public readings part of or counter to your creative process? Are
you the sort of writer who enjoys doing readings?
Your question is
slightly paradoxical, rob. When we read something, the “creative process” that
has generated what we’re reading is usually over. We’re usually on to something
else. But if I take your question to be “How does something you’ve finished
help you create something new?”, the answer might be something like … public
readings give you a more objective view of your own work and voice. It allows
you to see your own work a little more clearly. That can be deadly, if you
don’t actually like the view up close. But it can also make you reflect on your
own questions and process from an unexpected angle. When that happens, I’m
grateful because I find odd angles inspire more work.
6 - Do you have any theoretical concerns behind your writing? What kinds of
questions are you trying to answer with your work? What do you even think the
current questions are?
There are
“theoretical concerns” behind some of my writing, I guess. Right now, I’m in
the middle of writing the second of five novels that are - explicitly but, I
hope, invisibly – experiments with structure. The five novels (two of which – Pastoral and Fifteen Dogs – I’ve already written) are also playing with genre.
Having been influenced by Harry Mathews and Raymond Queneau (members, both, of
the OULIPO), I’m always wondering about structure. So, certain “theoretical” questions
naturally appeal to me. For instance: what happens if I progress from this
incident to that one along mathematical lines, instead of emotional one?
My play with genre is
not influenced by the OULIPO, though. (If anything, it’s influenced by reading
Witold Gombrowicz, a great writer for whom I feel a real closeness.) Playing
with genre is a way of returning to zero - “zero” being a point of almost
complete ignorance. It’s a way of asking myself fundamental questions. For
instance, what’s the difference between a detective story, say, and a romance?
For the writer, I mean. Is the difference writerly (style, diction, form, etc)
or psychological? What does “genre” mean, exactly? My hope, in fooling around
this way, is that I’ll be able to understand my discipline (fiction) more
deeply. In a way, knowing “fiction” and knowing the world have become two sides
of the same coin, for me. (Which is probably why I have so much sympathy –
love, really - for philosophers, their methods, frustrations and inadvertent
comedy. It’s just great – to me, anyway - that Descartes felt compelled to put
the soul in the pineal gland or that in one of Plato’s dialogues “man” is
described as a “featherless bipeds” or that Heraclitus buried himself in cow
dung in order to cure his own case of dropsy. I know that last one is
apocryphal, but I like to think it’s true. )
7 – What do you see the current role of the writer being in larger culture?
Does s/he even have one? What do you think the role of the writer should be?
This is too difficult
a question, rob. It would take too long to answer and I’d hate myself
afterwards, whatever answer I gave.
8 - Do you find the process of working with an outside editor difficult or
essential (or both)?
It depends on the
editor. For me, it’s been both difficult and
a pleasure, in different instances. The process is essential, though, in that –
as with public readings – it allows you another angle on your work and that, as
I mentioned, is helpful in carrying the work forward.
9 - What is the best piece of advice you've heard (not necessarily given to
you directly)?
The best advice I’ve
ever had was given – not to me – by Mordecai Richler. In an interview with
Graeme Gibson (I think it was), he talks about being a writer as being,
largely, a matter of persistence. He mentions that when he began his writing
life, a number of his contemporaries wanted to be writers as well. As he got into
his thirties and forties, that number dwindled until, finally, there were only
a handful of “bitter enders” left, the ones who would not stop writing. Those
“bitter enders” are the ones whom, for lack of a better term, you can call
writers. I’ve been writing since I was nineteen. I’m now fifty six. I’ve persisted.
I want to go on. I’d like to die learning more about the thing I love and
respect: literature.
10 - How easy has it been for you to move between genres (short stories to
novels to plays to non-fiction)? What do you see as the appeal?
It’s not easy but I’m
fascinated by genre, by the identities language is able to take on. I don’t do
all of them “well”. (I couldn’t write a film script to save my life.) But
there’s a bit of a contradiction at the heart of the whole “changing genres”
thing. I’ve learned (or I’m learning) to stop caring too much about how well I
write. (It’s damaging to care too much about that.) But as doing a short story
well is different from doing a play well, when you change genres the challenge
is to do each of them at the highest level. That is, “well”. (Otherwise, why
not stick with what you do best?) Going from writing a short story to writing a
libretto means having my idea of what makes a short story a short story and
what makes a libretto a libretto firmly in mind and writing towards an ideal that isn’t quite
expressible except in the work itself. So, writing in different genres makes me
nervous about my abilities, though in order to do it I’ve got to ignore my
performance anxieties.
Seeing things written
out like that makes me wonder if I shouldn’t stick to fiction. But then, the
more I know about other genres, the more I know about fiction. So, there you go
…
11 - What kind of writing routine do you tend to keep, or do you even have
one? How does a typical day (for you) begin?
I wish it were
different but no single routine has stood me in any kind of stead. For some
books, it’s important to get up in the morning, for others it seems proper to do
them at night. This isn’t something I can predict, either. So, naturally, my
writing day can’t be said to begin in any typical
way. If I had my druthers, every day would begin with me having preternaturally
wonderful sex with someone I love and admire. I don’t know how that would
affect my writing, exactly, but slightly exhausted and in a fugue state is how
I write best. So, the whole Balzac “there goes a novel with every orgasm” thing
doesn’t apply in my case.
12 - When your writing gets stalled, where do you turn or return for (for
lack of a better word) inspiration?
If I’m stalled on one
project, I usually turn to another project to help me out. This is where
working in different genres really helps. Writing an essay is sufficiently
different from writing a novel that I won’t think about the novel while doing
the essay and vice versa. I use other projects and different genres to help me
get away from something that’s problematic or stuck.
13 - What fragrance reminds you of home?
There are a number of
answers to this question.
Childhood home = coffee
(slightly burnt) and bacon
Adult home = stale
socks and “unscented” Dove soap
Homes of various
woman I’ve loved = various fragrances (from mint toothpaste to Neil’s Yard
hydrating cream)
14 - David W. McFadden once said that books come from books, but are there
any other forms that influence your work, whether nature, music, science or
visual art?
I’m sure David McFadden said it, too. But this is an idea that goes back long before David.
The Greeks, the Romans, the Jews, Borges … at some point, we all become aware
that “the real” is far from the only or perhaps even the most significant place
from which books come or draw their inspiration. In an interview with Libération, Orhan Pamuk said “I’m often criticized
for my lack of life experience. They say that my books come from other books
and not from the real. Well, so what? First of all I think paradox is the
essence of literature. The power of what’s written comes from reflection. I
have more confidence in my thinking than in my experience. My problem is
finding the time to write not the
material. I’ve got enough in my head to write a thousand books.” And Harry
Mathews said “All books come from other books, especially when they’re drawn
from real life.”
In one of your interviews, Stan Dragland says that “books come from other books” is an
overstatement, a “usefully provocative generalization”. Stan – who is my
favourite Canadian reviewer/critic – is probably right but … as someone who has
definitely been influenced by music and painting, I do find it interesting (or
troubling) that I often take what’s “literary” from these other art forms. A
quick example: my novel, Pastoral,
faithfully adopts the five part structure of Beethoven’s Sixth Symphony. And another
example: thinking about Piero della Francesca, I think about his use of linear
perspective and the perspective of
iconography and, because I think the battle between these ways of looking
produced wonderful art, I’ve tried to find ways to approximate that battle in
my own writing. That’s my long-winded way of saying that I’m inclined to see
the world and other art forms as
writing, as books (or stories) within a bewilderingly long book.
On the other hand, I
write while listening to music. From the second draft on, I listen to it loud. I’ll
listen to the same song for hours. While writing the last chapter of Fifteen Dogs, for instance, I listened
to Frank Ocean’s “Pink Matter” almost exclusively, for days. I find the first
two minutes of that song almost unbearably beautiful and strange. (And André
Benjamin’s guitar solo towards the end is like the sound of a drunken man
almost falling off a pier.) I’m certain the specific emotions that that song
evokes in me generated part of my final chapter. So, I guess you could say
writing (or maybe any type of creation) is – to put it in cybernetic terms - an
open system not a closed one. But it’s an open system that feels for its
governor like a closed one.
15 - What other writers or writings are important for your work, or simply
your life outside of your work?
God how I hate
writers. I can’t stand the thought of them. Wretched, self-absorbed, miserable
wretches. All of them. Without exception. How I wish I could be something else.
Anything else. It’s writers that make me long for death, for a world where
Nabokov and Pasternak mean nothing. Not just them two, either. Harry Mathews,
Witold Gombrowicz, Tolstoy, Beckett, Proust, Jane Austen, Anna Akhmatova, Italo Calvino, Margaret Avison, Alice Munro, Raymond Queneau, Dante, Giacomo Leopardi, Albert Camus, Chateaubriand, Edward St Aubyn, Kazuo Ishiguro,
Yasunari Kawabata, Henry James, Nathaniel Hawthorne, Stanislaw Lem … It’s
because of them that “life outside of my work” is almost meaningless to me. I
blame Kafka for my failed relationships. And Borges practically killed my
parents off himself, the blind bastard!
16 - What would you like to do that you haven't yet done?
Learn Arabic and, if
there’s time, Japanese.
17 - If you could pick any other occupation to attempt, what would it be?
Or, alternately, what do you think you would have ended up doing had you not
been a writer?
When I was eight or
nine, I really wanted to be a lawyer. Later, I wanted to be a priest. Nothing
else has occurred to me since.
18 - What made you write, as opposed to doing something else?
This is too difficult
a question, rob. I can’t answer it with any precision. Place, time,
inclination, opportunity, love of palaver, easy access to my emotions …
something of all that, I’d guess. In any case, I’d make a lousy almost anything
else.
19 - What was the last great book you read? What was the last great film?
Book (fiction): At Last, by Edward St Aubyn
Book (non-fiction): Zibaldone, by Giacomo Leopardi
Film (re-watched): Tokyo Story, directed by Yasujiro Ozu
20 - What are you currently
working on?
The next draft of a novel called Fifteen
Dogs. And the first draft of a play.
[André
Alexis launches A as part of the BookThug event with Sandra Ridley and Michael Blouin at the Ottawa international writers festival on October 26, 2013]
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For the Orhan Pamuk quote (in French) ...
http://www.bleublancturc.com/TurcsconnusFR/Orhan_Pamuk.htm
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