Sunday, September 19, 2010

the submissions mission

here's a quote from a publication's "what we look for in submissions" page: 
Stories that begin with descriptions are the worst offenders. I receive dozens of these. Descriptions of pastoral scenes or bustling streets in exotic foreign lands or the weather, or even a description of Joe waking up in the morning, don’t tell me who’s involved and what’s at stake (unless Joe is on fire). They don’t tell me why I should care about whatever this eventually turns out to be about.
I am also squeamish about stories that begin with a piece of dialog (I don’t know who’s talking, or why), and stories that begin with background information. A teacher of mine called this type of opening “throat-clearing”. Skip the intro. Just get on with it! 



A few of my prejudices - I don’t want to see any more stories where the P-O-V character has Alzheimer’s. I don’t want to see stories that depend on dreams; I don’t trust dreams in fiction. I cringe when I begin reading another story about “mama”. I have a bias against stories in which the main characters are children or animals. I am bored by stories in which the characters suffer from some indefinable, generalized angst or ennui. I have a bias against stories which are mostly internal monologue or exposition; I want to see the characters “in scene”.
I must also admit a prejudice against experimental fiction, or meta-fiction. My experience has been that most writers who claim to be writing such fiction are doing so because they cannot write a traditional story. But I try to keep an open mind.
reading this information completely turned me off to submitting a story to them. not only because of the restrictions/biases/pet peeves/seemingly minor annoyances that this editor felt necessary to communicate to writers, but also because it reminded me how jaded editors can be. 

i realize that the amount of terrible writing these people receive has made them intolerant to reading anything less than what they consider "good" writing. well, too bad. maybe they shouldn't be literary magazine editors. 

more importantly, reading this has discouraged me. maybe it's because it is sunday and i'm a little mopey i have to go into work early tomorrow, but this was a major bummer for me to read. previous to reading this, i submitted a story i recently revised to a number of publications. now i am feeling doubtful about my work. as if writers need another line item on their list of anxieties. now i should be wary of editors with a prejudice against experimental fiction. fantastic!

what is it about the submissions process that upends my confidence and turns my usual proud self esteem into a pile of jelly? i know that successful writers need nerves of steel to make it in the business, but what is it about some (certainly not all) editors and publishers that make it a point to test those nerves? if an editor doesn't like a story, simply send out the rejection form and move on. i feel that the only restrictions a publication should list as an official guideline is the preferred manuscript/submission format and the theme/genre of the publication. everything else is purely preferential. it's one thing to state a manifesto, it's another thing to ridicule style. 

i once had a teacher who taught writing through a list of rules. no dreams, no memories, no telephone conversations, no misplaced modifiers, no talking animals, no first person POV, and so on. here's my thing: short stories have a very basic set of rules to adhere to. everything else is fair game. if it works, it works. if it doesn't work, it doesn't work. making lists of specific things to avoid in a short story is pointless and self-gratifying BS. 

and so, one rant spawned another. i promise it will be the last. although, i do feel better now.

Friday, September 17, 2010

currently reading...

amy hempel's "reasons to live"

it didn't take me long to finish the author's first collection of short stories. most of the stories are only a few pages long--one in this collection is a mere page and a half. hempel is known for her lightning-quick prose and sentences so fecund with wit and raw emotion that an entire paragraph is a story in itself.

that said, i'm not sure i liked it. in fact, the first story i read kind of annoyed me. i wanted to read "in the cemetary where al jolson is buried" first because of its legendary status as the story that made her gordon lish's darling when she was a student at columbia. it's also the first fiction story she ever wrote (maybe that's why it annoys me, hah).

of course, the beginning is amazing:

"'tell me things i won't mind forgetting,' she said. 'make it useless stuff or skip it.' 
I began. I told her insects fly through the rain, missing every drop, never getting wet. I told her no one in America owned a tape recorder before Bing Crosby did. I told her the shape of the moon is like a banana-- you see it looking full, you're seeing it end-on." 

it's clear that hempel is an extremely effective writer in that she knows exactly what she wants to communicate and she knows exactly how to communicate it. everything else is unnecessary bullshit. all this time i thought raymond carver was bare bones. i believe it was truman capote who said he believes in the scissors more than the pencil. perhaps that is hempel's credo. it's clear that she wants to push the boundaries of what a short story is and what the form is capable of, which i can appreciate.  hempel creates compelling characters in stories such as "nashville gone to ashes" and "tonight is a favor to holly" but the stories end before i can establish a connection to them. i found it a bit anticlimactic.

that said, i believe she's an amazing writer. you'd find more talent in her index finger than ten fiction bookshelves in barnes and noble. it's obvious that the publishing world loves lady hempel, that her vision of the short story is nothing short of literary genius. a quick google search and you'll find nothing but laudatory articles and interviews celebrating her. not to mention at nearly 60 years old, she's a babe. if the interviewer is male, you can almost see the blush rising in his cheeks as he conducts the interview. more power to her.

but the fact that her very first attempt at fiction was so groundbreaking and well-received makes me think that her technique comes out so perfectly organic in her writing. she can pop out a couple pages and it's all the rage in the next harper's. it kind of usurps this indelible image in my head of writers toiling away in dark rooms, writing and tossing out material, then revising and writing some more. she says in her interview with powell's after a question about what kind of writing she would consider a weakness:
"I don't know that I'm not good at as much as I'm not interested in the big picture in any given story. I like the moment the thing changes. I like the aftermath of the big event more than I like to portray the event itself."
i don't really understand that logic, but her choice in not writing longer fiction is interesting. not that i think short fiction is easy in the least, but i get the sense that short fiction comes rather naturally to her. this talent has afforded her a career as a professional writer and educator at some of the best writing programs in the country. but i wonder what would happen if she took a stab at writing something longer than a novella. something out of her comfort zone. it seems like she has carved out this niche in short fiction and is one of the most successful modern writers because of it. she knows what she is good at. she has her formula and doesn't monkey with it. is that any different from the mass market romance and mystery authors who find their formula and write the same story over and over again? aren't writers of literary fiction supposed to challenge themselves as artists?

clearly, this is a tangent and i come off naive. that's fair. what do i know? with my drawerful of unpublished short stories and a book that needs serious editing, i really shouldn't be talking. most of what draws people to a certain author or type of fiction is so nebulous, it's not even worth going into. all i'm saying is that this reader would love to read an amy hempel novel someday. this reader thinks she should take a crack at it.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

i almost forgot...


the kitchn blogged about this sandwich that i've been living off of for the past month. never mind the epic demise of all of my tomato plants this year. there are plenty of local tomatoes on sale at the farmer's market and i have been stocking up. behold, the tomato mozzarella sandwich: 

i'll make tomato and mayo sandwiches, caprese salads, salsa, tomato and cucumber salads...fresh tomatoes have been in pretty much every meal of late. and a good bloody mary...oh my.

things i like this week that have nothing to do with writing

for example, this article from apartment therapy on decorating with scraps of wallpaper. observe:

i'll live here someday
my friend and i have a notorious love of scrap pieces of kitschy wallpaper and fabric. i have box loads that i vow to use when i move into my lovely turn of the century house located in a cute suburb of a semi large city. observe: 

i'll live here someday.














but there was a small interview with illustrator and lovely carson ellis in huffington post today that made my day. i always liked the decemberists album covers, but it wasn't until i was at their concert  a couple years ago and i saw the wall-sized tapestry she illustrated. i was suspended in artistic immediacy because of both the music and the gigantic tapestry of an intricately detailed japanese landscape behind them (it was the crane wife tour). she's also created striking book art for some YA books. in the interview, she talked about the collaboration of children's books featuring her drawings and husband colin meloy's writing. i have a soft spot for strange YA books, including libba bray's "a great and terrible beauty" and all of joan aiken's books. i can't wait to read their story.

nevermind the animals
lastly, i ordered some vintage boots that finally went on sale and they came in the mail yesterday. already broken in and perfect for fall!  

Saturday, August 21, 2010

novacaine for the soul



in a campaign to settle all my medical issues before i lose my employer's insurance, i just recovered from the second of three dentist's visits where they will eventually fill all eight of my cavities.  EIGHT. this was discovered a few weeks ago at a visit to a new dentist, and was a total surprise. i've been going to the dentist regularly for years without a cavity, and now that i'm about to become a penniless writer without health insurance, the powers that be decide to smite me with decaying teeth. it's a blow to my wallet as well as my pride. i know that i'm no marilyn, but i know i have great teeth. 


see below:
look at them pearly whites. 

heck, i even brush my dog's teeth. see below:
look at them pearly whites.
 
on another note, i found a new market! side B magazine is accepting submissions until november 13th, i believe.    since i've gotten no positive responses from the last batch of stories i sent out, i'm on the search for new homes for my stories. i took a break from sending out submissions, but now i'm back at it. laissez les bons temps rouler!





Thursday, August 19, 2010

currently reading...


by janette turner hospital. i worked in a roadhouse very close to where the opal mining fields are in australia. this is this kind of reading i wish i had when i worked in those outback bars, when i was bored out of my mind serving XXXX to drunk retired miners at 10 in the morning. also, she's head faculty at USC and is an aussie. if this book is any good, i'm going to set out to meet her and buy a shout.

t-minus one week until...



application season begins. DOOM.
i'm applying to 12 (maybe 13) schools and the amount of material to prepare is immense. i know i've got a leg up with my portfolio, recommenders, transcripts and GRE scores (those places willing to accept scores older than 5 years). those places that won't accept my score are the reasons i've invested in the princeton review crash course book. i figure i've taken it twice, so i should be a pro. wrong. this test is the devil, satan, lucifer, beelzebub, and whatever name there is for the darkest, most evil forces known in this universe.

so here's my list so far:

colorado-boulder
oregon
vanderbilt
miami
u of s. carolina
virginia tech
VCU
ODU
portland state
LSU
either USC or texas-austin. maybe both.

things will be getting real here soon. i have a reading at the boot in norfolk, va on sept 23rd and the conference where i'll pitch my book to an editor. criminy.

as far as my portfolio goes, i have one story workshopped and ready to go, one story almost done and one story/possible novelette that i'm currently editing. i have a couple story ideas which i plan on hashing out in september by committing to a word count and sticking to it.

mur lafferty's podcast "i should be writing" offers a ton of amazing advice for writer who needs to just let go and write. i've been listening to her and downloaded her podio book "heaven" and really liked it. recommend recommend it. although, my biggest problem with her "rules" is number 2: "you are allowed to suck." i refuse to suck if i can help it. i will not stand sucking. maybe you write something just to write it, just for the sake of writing. that's absolutely fine. but you have to make it better. soon. before someone else sees that it sucks. right? right. the sucking should be minimal.

that said, there's a program i'm thinking of trying out. write or die promises that it will make you write, or suffer the consequences. while this belligerent view of writing isn't exactly my style (i prefer to walk around my house in my robe until ideas hit me), it's not something i will rule out. i'll give a couple days of wandering around in my hideous red robe until i decide write or die is something i should try out.