David Walsh on John Updike

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Novelist John Updike dead at 76: Was he a ‘great novelist’?“:

“The need to bend the truth, avoid certain realities, above all, not look too probingly at America’s social foundations affected his art, deflecting it and blunting it. In the more than 20 novels, there is far too much waste, secondary material, running in place, even showing off. As well, frankly, there is a good deal of mean-spiritedness directed toward those who fall outside of or reject Updike’s limited middle-class American universe.”

Utah Uprising

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Amy Goodman reports:

Tim DeChristopher is an economics student at the University of Utah in Salt Lake City. He had just finished his last final exam before winter break. One of the exam questions was: If the oil and gas companies are the only ones who bid on public lands, are the true costs of oil and gas exploitation reflected in the prices paid?

DeChristopher was inspired. He finished the exam, threw on his red parka and went off to the controversial Bureau of Land Management land auction that the Southern Utah Wilderness Alliance called “the Bush administration’s last great gift to the oil and gas industry.” Instead of joining the protest outside, he registered as a bidder, then bought 22,000 acres of public land. That is, he successfully bid on the public properties, located near the Arches and Canyonlands National Parks and Dinosaur National Monument, and other pristine areas. The price tag: more than $1.7 million.

He told me: “Once I started buying up every parcel, they understood pretty clearly what was going on … they stopped the auction, and some federal agents came in and took me out. I guess there was a lot of chaos, and they didn’t really know how to proceed at that point.”

Patrick Shea, a former BLM director, is representing DeChristopher. Shea told the Deseret News: “What Tim did was in the best tradition of civil disobedience, he did this without causing any physical or material harm. His purpose was to draw attention to the illegitimacy and immorality of the process.”

There is a long tradition of disrupting land development in Utah. In his memoir, “Desert Solitaire,” Edward Abbey, the writer and activist, wrote: “Wilderness. The word itself is music. … We scarcely know what we mean by the term, though the sound of it draws all whose nerves and emotions have not yet been irreparably stunned, deadened, numbed by the caterwauling of commerce, the sweating scramble for profit and domination.”

Abbey’s novel “The Monkey Wrench Gang” inspired a generation of environmental activists to take “direct action,” disrupting “development.” As The Salt Lake Tribune reported on DeChristopher: “He didn’t pour sugar into a bulldozer’s gas tank. He didn’t spike a tree or set a billboard on fire. But wielding only a bidder’s paddle, a University of Utah student just as surely monkey-wrenched a federal oil- and gas-lease sale Friday, ensuring that thousands of acres near two southern Utah national parks won’t be opened to drilling anytime soon.”

Likewise, the late Utah Phillips, folk musician, activist and longtime Utah resident, often invoked the Industrial Workers of the World adage: “Direct action gets the goods.” …

Roundup: Ettinger, Vallen, Wikileaks

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Mark Vallen notes: Arts Stimulus Plan Petition - A petition calling on the new Obama administration to create a stimulus package for the arts was launched on January 20, 2009, by the Foreign Policy In Focus (FPIF) Washington D.C. think tank in alliance with the Split this Rock Poetry Festival.

Shelley Ettinger: “The Crab-Canning Ship is the story of a struggle by shipboard workers horribly exploited by the crabbing and processing industry. Its 1929 publication caused a sensation in Japan, and drew the imperial government’s attention and enmity, driving Kobayashi underground. In 1933 undercover police agents trapped him, captured him, beat and tortured him and, when he refused to squeal on his communist organizer comrades, murdered him. Fast forward to 2008-2009: the book is in the midst of a huge revival in Japan, where its message of class struggle resonates with masses of young workers facing cuts, takebacks, layoffs, rising prices, all the ills of the deepening capitalist economic crisis.”

Ettinger on the Acclaimed Young Writer and lit establishment ideology: “Virtually every time I’ve ever seen the case made that a politically conscious approach to art is illegitimate, and this certainly applies to the case made by Mr. AYW, it relies on three logical (actually political!) bases. None is explicitly stated. Each is assumed to be understood. Each is mind-bogglingly wrong.”

Wikileaks - ”Harry Nicolaides’ Verismilitude“:  On 19 Jan 2008, the Australian author and academic Harry Nicolaides was sentenced by a Thai court to three years prison for Lese Majeste — criticizing the King. The sentence follows Mr. Nocolaides arrest in August 2007, allegedly for this passage in his 2005 novel:

From King Rama to the Crown Prince, the nobility was renowned for their romantic entanglements and intrigues. The Crown Prince had many wives “major and minor” with a coterie of concubines for entertainment. One of his recent wives was exiled with her entire family, including a son they conceived together, for an undisclosed indiscretion. He subsequently remarried with another woman and fathered another child. It was rumored that if the prince fell in love with one of his minor wives and she betrayed him, she and her family would disappear with their name, familial lineage and all vestiges of their existence expunged forever.

For the full novel and further information, see: http://wikileaks.org/wiki/Imprisoned_Australian_author_Harry_Nicolaides_censored_novel:_Verismilitude%2C_2005

http://edition.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/asiapcf/01/19/thai.jail/index.html#cnnSTCVideo

The Terminal Glide Path of the Established

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Pointed incoherence is hallmark of Jonathan Franzen’s thoughts about the social novel (fiction that is especially sociopolitically engaged). This telling garble is demonstrated in the 1996 essay Franzen wrote on the social novel – both the original and revised version, “Perchance to Dream” in Harpers and “Why Bother?” in How to Be Alone – and recurs most recently in an interview this January 2009 at 5th Estate where Franzen states with trademark non sequitur:

 

[When] young I actually thought I was the only one with [more-or-less progressive sociopolitical] perceptions. … I think the difference now is that I recognize that there’s a small but non-zero segment of the population that feels and thinks in all of those literary ways….

 

Franzen falsely conflates “literary” with enlightened sociopolitical views. Franzen has shifted from trying to reveal public reality for a broad audience to writing for a much smaller audience that shares his sense of the “literary,” whatever the sociopolitical. More

Stateville Speaks

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Stateville hobble-hopped his mangled body into the lobby searching for coffee or maybe a pitcher of ice water with slices of lime. Coffee today. Stateville slung a golden mug from his ribs and poured a brew. He noticed a line. He loved lines. He hobble hopped over. He liked to join bank lines especially when he had no money to give or take. “They pay well in this joint? Slave you much? Boss you all day long?” Stateville passed through life as perpetual job seeker, traveler, lost soul, wise man, kid eccentric, elderly beggar, philosopher, clown, worker. Today he joined a line for workers behind a woman with purple and orange plaits cascading from large skull, one of several dozen people in line from the neighborhoods. “They want those who can talk is what I hear. Mhhmh. Not just anyone can talk, you ask me. There’s the war, elections, the weather, family, land, God. God is good to talk.”

“‘No gods no masters’ – no ma’am.” Stateville peered over his golden cup. “No god ever offered me a job. No god ever built me a home, offered me bread, gave me a lift, took my hand, led me anywhere but here where I am already. What do I need what don’t exist for? Fairy tales are fine but – is what is – all gods are make believe. Is what is. Far as anyone knows. Now, you got a great story? Fine, do tell. Story is not god. Story is signs and story is what is. But God no.”

“Mhhmh. You won’t get far without God in your life. You got to believe.”

“I believe in democracy not theocracy. ‘No gods’ – I tell it straight – ‘no master’.” More

How to Write a Novel?

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As an undergraduate I attended a writer’s talk, sponsored by an undergraduate writing group, titled How to Write a Novel. I went with a friend who also aspired to write a novel or more. We hoped to learn how that evening. Unfortunately, the author, who went on to direct multiple Creative Writing programs, did not appear to be aware of the announced title of his presentation. Instead of any explanation or analysis or even sheer speculation about how to write a novel, he talked generally about his life and career in relationship to his multiple books – the contextual whens and wheres and whats of his novels, volumes of poetry, and memoirs. No mention of how. Not much mention even of novel.

Over the years, as I attended numerous creative writing classes, listened to many writers talk and earned a degree in fiction writing, it occasionally struck me as surprising and too bad that I never again came across a talk titled How to Write a Novel.

So, how to do it?

First, whether age 16 or 26 or 56 or 86, if you experience life as broadly and deeply as you might well do, you will be able to draw on experience to create the art and the experience that is any story, or novel.

Second, if you educate yourself about people and the world in ways both wide and profound, such knowledge will feed and infuse the experience you bring to a novel.

Third, if you read many novels with great care and eagerness or disdain, and if you learn about their authors and why, when, and how they wrote the works they did, such experience and knowledge will help you to understand what you might do yourself, and how it might take off from what has been previously experienced and known.

Fourth, write.

And this is where many get stuck. If you write toward some inspiration, whether it be some fascination with specific place, or event, or type of person, or some vital moral or beautiful ideal, then you will find movement and motivation for your work. What inspires you? What do you live for? What do you read for? What would you valuing seeing more of in print? What can you contribute toward those ends? What makes your heart leap, your mind quicken, your blood boil? What is your purpose in writing? Write to that. Get the content down that moves and motivates you and your world.

Fifth, understand what you have written, to understand what you might yet write. Periodically, reread carefully, the first sentence, the first paragraph, the first page, and overview the whole thing to see again or for the first time what is going on, and how the story lives or dies, what makes it move or falter, where it might have gone and might yet go.

Novels have a lot of stuff in them, a lot of common and some uncommon facts of life, a lot of experience, a lot of feeling of one kind or another for people, for character and characters, for places and social relations, for groupings and cultural situations, for events and times, full of atmosphere and exploration, of explanation both explicit and implied, a lot of showing and telling about who did what to whom under which circumstances and why. Novels tell a large story either to some vital purpose or out of some needful birth of expression, or both.

So consider, reconsider, and decide as best you can what are you doing and why are you doing it and how well is it going, and whether or not that can be seen by a wide readership in the first sentence or two, in the first paragraph, in the first page? Does a story unfold throughout? Does it catch readers up and sweep them through? If not, why not? Address the weaknesses. Sometimes that means starting over. Or coming back to the work later.

You may find yourself repeatedly coming back to the question, Why do I write? Or who do I write for? Only you can answer such questions, though as with so much of life it can only be answered in consideration of and often in discussion with others, because whether or not you think you write for anyone, you always write among others. It’s a shared world. At its best, novel writing is not for the uncurious, nor for the fearful. Some novelists take nonfiction forms as their models for writing, such as biographies, autobiographies, travelogues, histories, journals and logs, interviews, letter exchanges…also diaries, in which case it might seem that such novelists are only interested in writing about themselves. Not so. The most interesting and valuable diaries are those written by writers, however private, who have a deep interest in the surrounding large world and the people within it. Sometimes that large world has been thrust upon them, and they turn to diary to help make sense of it, to cope. That they write for themselves does not mean they write strictly about themselves but greatly about the world and the people in it.

Sixth, once you have some sense of what you are doing in a story, or what you have accomplished in a short section, then how do you continue? How does one write at length? Significant length presumes a significant experience, often in liveliness, power, and accumulated meaning.

Take a look with a keen eye at the first section or so that you write. First, is it engaging, lively in many ways, in any way? Second, is it powerful at all? If so, great. If not, why not, and what can you do about it? Does it hold together well? Does it fly apart to any purpose. What holds together, what meaningfully coheres, has been accomplished, at least for the time being. What flies apart, what leads and lifts off in various directions, provides grounds for further exploration.

To write at length, the work does well to be more or less powerful and compelling. Lively or somehow engaging. And the story needs to be that again and again, only different and moreso, that is, in growing new relation to what came before. That’s how one writes at length. Every novel grows from the page or pages that come before it, though sometimes in very tangential ways. For a novel to become a novel, to grow from a short section, the short section must be accomplished as noted, and then the novel must change. Something must be different. Something must be added or subtracted, multiplied or divided – whether in character, place, event, or other focus. The imagination keeps going by incorporating these significant differences, expanding from the original section or abandoning it – transcending by continuous creation – sometimes substituting the original section with a new beginning that might lead to a greater or more fitting and effective end. (Not that new beginnings and endings can save a novel that fails to live throughout.) A lot changes in a novel. We tend to think of novels as a thing, a great tale, all of piece, but novels are a series of changes, brought together with some overall co-ordination or intent in the telling. Novels are verbs. Novels are in the verbs, in new actions, new thoughts, and new impulses that both illuminate and transcend old actions and modes of being.

Have we covered it, How to Write a Novel? In one way, at least.  “Once upon a time…” “Once upon a land…” “Once upon a person…” “Once upon an occasion…” “Once upon a moment…” Something valuable occured worth illuminating, approaching, exploring.

Novels tell of the time a creator wishes to explore – when and where and with whom and what began, and how it all came to its engaging and compelling end. Write toward what compels, with purpose and passion.

When Rampaging Dinosaurs Ruled the Earth

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The collective wisdom of the peoples collective was something to behold. They took seriously the task, one among many, of writing a work of epic imaginative literature to reveal the world of the past many centuries in light of the extraordinary events of today. They broke into groups, one of which embarked on a global epic from the United Estates and North America, and if feasible the Americas and all the world.

 

By consensus the creators decided to mix allegory with reality and possibility. In other words, they intended to convey the real world, along with revealing exaggerations, augmented by further possibilities.

 

They sought an allegorical and transparent name for that most powerful country in which many of the creators lived, the United Estates of America. Many possibilities occurred. The United Estates of Plutopia. The Corporate Estates of America. The Corporate Estates of Plutopia. Serfland. The Empire. Neoserfland. The United Corporate Estates of Neoserflandia. Conqueredlandia. The Occupied Country. The Smashmouth Republic. Thug Nation. The Totalitarian Tyrannical Traitors of Transylvania. The Conquered Estates of America. The Peoples’ Oblivion. The United Executives of America. The United Executors of America. America Incorporated….

 

As it happened, consensus eluded the creators. So they decided to move on to name a Ruler – an effort that quickly evolved into naming imaginary figures the world over. Jack DeHatchette. Most Honorable Thugbomb. Sir Velvet Apocalypto. Jefe “Machine Gun” Reyes. Jettens Strykkkar. Rawbe D. Bhlyndde. Chic Crushtherealm. Raajaatopcaste. Chensaw Nooseng. Raja Gunemdown.

 

Nugo Changez. More

“Can You Handle Tha Truth” by Alexander Billet

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ZNet Commentary:

To say that Tha Truth is eager is something of an understatement. The Philly MC is downright fanatical–a term this writer uses in its most positive sense. War, racism, sexism, the prison industrial complex and police brutality are all explicit targets on his most recent release, Tha People’s Music. He peppers the album with speeches from Howard Zinn, Angela Davis and Cynthia McKinney.

His song titles are blunt and straightforward: “We’re All Immigrants,” “The Injustice System,” “Military Recruiters Lie,” etc., etc. Metaphors, poetic devices are completely absent here; his lyrics include sections like this one: More

Ecotopia by Ernest Callenbach

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“Writer of 1970s ‘Ecotopia’ Makes a Comeback in the Green Era” by Anita Weier:

In the 1975 cult environmental novel “Ecotopia,” Washington, Oregon and Northern California secede from the United States in the midst of a global financial crisis. Author Ernest Callenbach creates a sustainable society where recycling is required, food wastes are turned into organic fertilizer, and most energy comes from solar, sea, wind and geothermal power.

Liberatory Literature

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It is useful to understand “liberatory” in two basic ways for literature. In the past the term in lit has been used mainly in regard to “women’s lib” of the ’60s, ’70s as far as I’m aware – I don’t recall that the lit critics of the ’30s and so on use it, though it nearly gets into the title of one of VF Calverton’s books, and maybe it is used in passing somewhere or another. More or less progressive critics of that time used words more like “revolutionary” and “proletarian” and “Marxist” or “materialist”. One broad basic sense of liberatory is in reference to about any sort of freeing or advancing or progressing phenomena of literature, especially in regard to normative issues (morals and ethics…politics and culture) and less so (secondarily or as derivative) aesthetically. So, for example, the multicultural expansion of recent decades is liberatory in this sense even when it occurs in basically a liberal and conservative or other status quo framework. In this sense, “liberatory” is a synonym for “progressive” (or “enlightened” – as in of the Enlightenment – or moving toward “ideal”) however limited or bound that progress may be. Elements of liberalism and conservatism contain some liberatory aspects also (especially in having some roots in the Enlightenment or other relation to it). All this understands liberatory in a very broad sense of the term.

 

The primary and most crucial sense in which we might understand liberatory is to distinguish progressive or revolutionary literature from status quo work that blocks or slows progress (let alone revolution) actively or passively, inadvertently or knowingly. Again, the term refers in this use mainly to normative respects of literature as revealed in a story’s substance, effects, functions, and consequences. Revolutionary lit, or to be more clear, liberatory revolutionary lit is the strongest sense in which the term might be used – again referring essentially to normative revolution, whether or not the aesthetics are also much revolutionized or advanced. More

Establishment Ideology – Suffocating and Oppressive

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The Complicit Culture

In literature, as in politics, and plenty of life, there can be a big difference between liberal and left. Literature is not somehow mystically ideology free. Don Quixote, as with many other classics, was written as propaganda. A lot of progressive views are to the left of the basic liberal views of periodicals like The Nation, n+1, The Guardian, London Review of Books, the New Yorker, etc. Substantial left views should be heard in national publications, especially since left views, as I understand them, and as polls reveal, are largely popular views. Instead, many left views are severely drowned out “even” in liberal media, as great media watch organizations like FAIR and Media Lens demonstrate. (Of course in my view conservative and reactionary views are typically as bad as or worse than liberal views.)

Obviously there are some ideological differences between basically liberal publications. There are significant differences between, say, The Nation and the New York Times, and so on. Alexander Cockburn, for example, is a left columnist for the predominantly liberal Nation magazine (though his column space was halved a few years back). The New York Times has no corresponding left columnist, though Paul Krugman occasionally comes close. The Nation is basically a liberal publication with some left tendencies, and its commentary on literature reflects its predominantly liberal emphasis, with many left views blocked out and discredited. The New Yorker, though predominantly liberal, lies to the right of the Nation. Though liberalism and its variants evince some genuine qualities, they also possess predominant and atrocious deficiencies, crucial to reveal. More

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