Short Story

July 16, 2008

The Ambiguous Ending

Since John Fox asked me to write a guest entry on his blog, the thing that came to mind, was an argument we had the last time I saw him.

Maybe it wasn’t so much an argument as me talking out of my ass about what I perceive to be the hallmark of most great short stories: “The Ambiguous Ending.” John Fox – as he often does - completely misinterpreted what I meant by ambiguous. I don’t mean a vague ending or the half-assed attempt by a stymied author to escape the story without you know actually ending it. I mean in the sense that the story ends with a small human gesture, or a bit of dialogue that can change your entire perception of the story and its characters.

Most of my favorite short story endings have stuck with me to a greater degree than the conclusions of the great classic novels. That might be to my deficit but the structure of a good short story throws the reader into the action fast, and is built to deliver a powerful emotional turn in those last sentences. No time for a drawn out epilogue or extended goodbyes. I recommend a few examples from some of my recent favorites.

“Modern Love” by TC Boyle

“The Magic Barrel” by Bernard Malamud

“The Artificial Nigger” by Flannery O’Connor

“93990” by George Saunders

July 02, 2008

Anything Special About Short Stories?

Since this is a short story blog, I thought I’d write a bit about literary theories of the short story. I should confess that I am not the BookFox, and probably not even worthy of the title BookWeasel. Right there I was going for an animal slightly less smart (and slightly more smarmy) than a fox, and I just wanted to clearly express that intention. My name is Brent, and last year around this time I wrote a review of Miranda July’s No One Belongs Here More Than You.

BookFox already reviewed the story collection that caught my eye on my last visit to Border’s (Nam Le’s The Boat), so I decided that a brief foray into literary theory might be appropriate, since I’m starting an MA in literature in August. I realize that even the words “literary theory” might put off the writers and aesthetes that read this blog, but I promise I won’t use any long German or French words, and I’ll probably end up with more questions than answers.

My interest in short story theory is mostly selfish. As a writer of short fiction, and no long fiction, I have found myself asking, “is something wrong with me? Why can’t I just write a novel like any normal self-obsessing introvert?” At the root of this insecurity is the idea that short stories are really just poorly developed novels. While I think this is a highly inaccurate picture of short fiction, I also wonder if it is a pervasive (if perhaps subconscious) view held by many readers. But then I think about writers that were clearly more interested in short fiction, like John Cheever, Flannery O’Connor, and Raymond Carver, and my suspicions of the uniqueness of the short story as a form are again aroused.

The essential question that comes up in short story theory is one of definition: “is there a quality of short stories that distinguishes them from novels and other pieces of literature?” At first, especially given the broad swath of short stories available, I’m inclined to agree with a critic like Norman Friedman, who rejects anything other than length as a determining characteristic. What makes a short story is that it is shorter than other forms of fiction. It’s simple, practical, and nearly airtight. And, it seems to fit Poe’s definition of a short story as “something that can be read in one sitting.” Still, it’s not sexy enough to explain why so many brilliant writers devoted their lives to the form.

Charles May, on the other hand, has suggested that the short story is primarily concerned with “fleeting moments of mythical perception” that transcend everyday experience—or, as Friedman has labeled them—epiphanies. This definition seems to resonate with something I have experienced in reading, writing, and teaching short stories. Many of my favorite short stories center on characters who reach a moment of enlightenment, maturation, or restoration. Many times these moments feel mythical because of their epic importance and their attempt to explain the unexplainable. It's the moment when you, as a reader, know something big just happened, but you don't really know what it means. Or maybe you do later, after some serious space from the story. I'm thinking of stories like Carver's "Cathedral," or O'Connor's "A Good Man is Hard to Find." Stories where the character says or does something significant yet strange.

I also entertain a burgeoning opinion that short stories are branching from a tree of fairy tales, myths, fables, and other forms of brief, traditionally oral storytelling. In America, the popularizers of the short story were Poe and Hawthorne, both of whom called their stories “tales,” and explored the line between the natural and the supernatural. In short, their writing allowed room for mythical experiences. Consider Goodman Brown’s vision in “Young Goodman Brown,” or the beating of the heart in “The Tell-Tale Heart.” Are these supernaturally real events or naturally explainable phenomena? Because of these origins, I wonder if short stories are more open to supernatural events or “mythical moments.” I’ve always thought, for example, that magical realism is vastly easier to pull off (and usually more successful) in short story form than it is in novel form. The reader of short stories might accept these sorts of magical leaps, almost in the same way that a hearer of an oral story expects exaggeration for effect. But what do you think? Is there anything that distinguishes short stories other than length, or does the word short pretty much cover everything?

June 23, 2008

Short Story Collections on EW's Radar

Entertainment Weekly lists the top 100 books published between 1983 and 2008. It's idiosyncratic (as any list of this type must be), waffling between pop culture and high-brow, but at least it manages a couple of short story collections:

  • Selected Stories, Alice Munro
  • Interpreter of Maladies, Jhumpa Lahiri
  • Krik? Krak! Edwidge Danticat
  • Pastoralia, George Saunders
  • Cathedral, Raymond Carver
  • Jesus’ Son, Denis Johnson
  • Close Range, Annie Proulx

Of course, if you're Richard Ford, you're wondering why Rock Springs (1988) got beat out by Close Range and Krik? Krak!.

Also, I wondered: why 1983? Well, only two books on the list barely made the cutoff point--LaBrava by Elmore Leonard and Cathedral by Raymond Carver--and I think Carver might have been the larger influence.

Speaking of Annie Proulx, if you are a fan of her Wyoming Stories, her next installment is out in September: Fine Just the Way It Is.

And score one for the women: four collections to three!

June 17, 2008

Million Writers Award: Top Online Stories

storySouth has announced its shortlist of online short stories for the Million Writers Award. It's a very egalitarian selection, with no journal represented twice, and you can read all the stories to vote for your favorite.

June 09, 2008

Fiction Issue Cagematch: The New Yorker VS Atlantic Monthly

So I've been reading The New Yorker summer fiction edition and also checking out the authors slated for publication in the Atlantic fiction issue, and am struck by the differences. The New Yorker has an all-star line-up of writers, of which I recognized every one: Vladimir Nabokov, Annie Proulx, Mary Gaitskill. Then also some nonfiction pieces by Edwidge Danticat, George Saunders, Tobias Wolff, and Haruki Murakami. Only three stories, but still, a great issue, also containing one-pager bits filed under "Faith and Belief."

Now, the Atlantic. Despite the fact that their fiction has been demoted from regular monthly inclusion to a newsstand-only fiction issue, I have to admire what they're doing with the issue, coming out July 15. They're not spotlighting the established writers, but offering work from the up-and-comers. Yes, they have Wendell Berry as frontliner, and also Julie Schumacher, but on the whole, many of the authors are "emerging," as they say.

  • Aryn Kyle: Has one novel out, "The God of Animals." University of Montana MFA.
  • Cristina Henriquez: One short story collection out, "Come Together, Fall Apart." Iowa graduate, Virginia Quarterly Review "Fiction's New Luminaries.
  • Mark Fabiano: Has a blog that hasn't been updated for nine months, but which contains an excerpt from the forthcoming Atlantic story. As far as I know, no books out yet.
  • Jess Row: I really enjoyed his collection "The Train to Lo Wu," so much so that I interviewed him on this blog. He was also named by Granta a "Best Young American Novelist."
  • Jessica Murphy: Staff writer at the Atlantic (yes, we will give them a pass on one seemingly nepotistic choice). Also Milton Center fellow, a position at Image, a lit mag which I particularly admire.
  • Carter Benton: ??? Perhaps a graduate of University of Montana MFA program. I've emailed the Atlantic folks to ask more.

So who wins this cagematch? For name recognition, The New Yorker wins out. But I'm more excited to see how the Atlantic has created their issue, and what these relative newcomers have to bring to the table. Bonus: From the advertisement, at least, it seems the Atlantic will have more pages actually devoted to fiction.

June 04, 2008

Interview with Jeanne Leiby, Editor of the Southern Review


Interview with Jeanne Leiby from Sam Armstrong on Vimeo.
I talked with Jeanne Leiby, editor of the Southern Review, about a weak-kneed and shaky-voiced solicitation of Philip Levine, Bret Lott's aesthetic changes to the journal, a special issue about the circus, and cultivating the emerging writers of this generation.

Interviewer: John Matthew Fox
Videographer: Joel Champagne
Video Editor: James Roland

Top Twelve Online Literary Journals

Here are the top twelve online literary journals, at least according to the number of Million Writers Award nominations each journal has received in the last five years.

May 22, 2008

Literary Rejections and Slush Pile Wars

There’s been a flurry of discussion in the blogosphere lately about what an editor should and should not say about submissions. LROD started with some complaints about VQR editor Ted Genoways, then Howard Junker of ZYZZYVA condemns Ted Genoways, and Ted Genoways responds, and Will Entrekin takes issue with the editor of Fence, the editor of Clarkesworld and myself.

The ethical issue in regards to cover letters might simply be about publishing private correspondence: writers submit a private text to the editor, and expect (in an unspoken contract) that it will remain private. Editors, by talking about or excerpting that text, break that contract. However, I believe that when this “private” correspondence is a mass submission to hundreds of journals, and when the letter betrays a complete lack of familiarity with the journal – calling it by the wrong name, or no name at all; misspelling the name of the editor, or writing a former editor, or no editor name at all; submitting an 85 page manuscript to a journal that publishes nothing over 20 pages – that this contract no longer retains its former strength. Also, as long as the editor offers the cover letter anonymously, they are only showing their submitters that the basic, professional courtesy of passing familiarity with the journal needs to be exercised when they submit. I don’t believe that it is abusing or disrespecting normal submitters in any way. 

That would be the end of it except for those who are skittish and fearful. These are the people who are scared that their work will be ridiculed next. So when these people see the comments by the readers at VQR – “this is the worst thing I’ve ever read” – they are worried that the object of scorn is their own work. It seems rather obvious that these individuals are unpublished, because published authors are quite aware that part of the risk of publishing, or even trying to be published, is fraught with the possibility of ridicule. Look at Scott Snyder: he lands a story in VQR, quite a laudable feat, and people post on Literary Rejections on Display quite nasty things, like they couldn’t make it past the first paragraph, that the entire story lacked authenticity, and that the writing was terrible. I imagine this to be the case with every published story and book (if anyone talks about it all). Once you publish, prepare for an onslaught. There will always be someone out there telling you that your work is subliterate. There will always be someone, no matter how high your accomplishments, that will tell you that you couldn’t cobble together a fourth-grade-level sentence. If you think editors wield a heavy critical stick, try the general public. Which is not to excuse everything that an editor says: they too must exercise judgment. But offering anonymous slush pile critiques is nothing compared to what you’d actually receive in book reviews. 

But to come back to what Genoways talked about, trying to reassure submitters – that none of the people mocked by the slush pile reviewers were the complainers. I’m sure he was right. I know, from my experience reading slush piles, the vast majority of pieces are merely mediocre. Mocking only comes about in regards to the 1% that is jaw-dropping terrible. If you really, really worry that you’re in that 1%, then either you have self-esteem issues or you need to work a bit longer on your craft, because you have to be in the top 1% to make it into these journals. To assume that all submissions don’t merit humor is simply to have never actually read a slush pile. However, I know that laughing in the slush pile room among fellow editors is vastly different than publishing those sentiments on the Internet. So is the problem with witnessing the mockery rather than simply knowing that it exists behind closed doors? Because it will always exist behind closed doors: no way to stop that. 

If the people complaining have no fear that their manuscripts are being mocked, and they are only concerned with protecting others less talented than themselves, then that is a different topic. Then it becomes: Is an editor acting professionally by talking about their slush pile? I believe it to be an editorial choice. I have no problem with editors that talk about outlandish submitters, and I have no trouble with editors that don’t talk. I see nothing intrinsically disrespectful about complaining in an abstract, anonymous way about the quality of submissions received. Only the people with thin skins are likely to be put off. The people with thick enough skins to handle it are likely to be the better writers anyway. 

But that’s cover letters. Let’s consider the manuscripts themselves. I would avoid publishing or talking about the actual text of submitted story or stories. There are many bad writers out there, and it does little good to condemn them. Even in a workshop setting, I believe it necessary to praise the author for something, even if the story on the whole needs vast improvement. But I don’t know an editor that has made slush pile manuscripts available – Ted Genoways shared the comments of his slush pile readers, which I believe are fairly typical of slush pile readings (if you’ve ever read a slush pile, you would likely say similar things). On the back cover of ZYZZYVA, Howard Junker often offers excerpts from cover letters, which are funny or naïve. But I’m not aware of editors that actually share bad manuscripts, and I hope that it stays that way. 

Let me say it: I admire the vast percentage of people who submit to the Southern California Review. To anyone who doesn’t screw up our basic identity, I offer a fair and careful consideration of their manuscript. I admire people who submit for the eighth time to our journal, because even if we don’t accept that eighth one, I admire their tenacity. I love that rush from finding a brilliant manuscript. I love the whole process because I am engaged in this same process, the same postage-and-manila-envelope scheme, collecting the same stack of rejection slips. So fight on, and know that if you have even the slightest bit of respect for the literary journal, the literary journal will extend that respect right back to you.

May 17, 2008

The iTunes of Short Stories

One Story's blog, Save the Short Story, alerted me to newest short story podcasting site, Sniplits. The idea behind the name, I believe, is that while listening to audio books in the car doesn't allow you enough continuity to enter the dream-like experience of the novel, a snippet of literature -- such as a short story -- is the perfect length for a trip to Whole Foods or LA Fitness. The site is searchable by genre (Horror, Humor, or Literary/Mainstream -- wait, why are those last two together?) and by time (five to thirty-five minutes).

Unfortunately, at least for downloaders, it is a pay site, but as One Story mentioned, that just makes this the iTunes of short stories. Also, I hope some of the fees, which are 48 cents for stories under five minutes and 88 cents for stories longer than that, make it back to the author. If you're adverse to buying on the first visit, they do offer one free short story a week. Currently, the site only offers about a hundred short stories, but since it's only in beta mode, I'm guessing that number will be increasing exponentially in the near future.

May 15, 2008

Slush Pile Dispatches

So a long time ago, back when a different journal was being published at USC, someone accepted a poem for the literary journal from a prisoner. Just some incarcerated guy that mailed in a typewritten poem. While it seems a kind of noble and liberating idea (giving some locked-up men a voice!), it actually was a bad, bad idea. Why? Because in the last five years, it appears word has spread that some journal at USC accepts prisoner's creative writing, and the Southern California Review has been inundated. You'd hope -- and as an editor, I'd hope -- that there would be some glimmer of talent in the prisoner slush pile, as we've come to call it, but alas, almost all of the cover letters are subliterate, not to mention the prose itself.

The saddest part is that the Senior Editor tells us we can never again accept a prisoner submission. Not as a matter of aesthetic judgment, but of safety. Apparently once a slush-pile-digger wrote back a kind rejection to a prisoner and signed his name, and the prisoner somehow found his email and began harassing him over email, as well as sending letters on a weekly basis. Apparently some of the letters not only questioned the editor's sense of judgment, but threatened him. If this was an urban legend, I'd now tell you that after the prisoner was released, he used the phone book to look up the editor's home address and began stalking him with subliterate notes posted to his front door and placed in his bed, but thankfully this is not the space for urban legends. This is a place for cold hard facts. So I give to you an excerpt of our latest prisoner cover letter:

"Publisher. [We're not a publisher] I am informing you of a book that I have written called 'Pagan's Wrath' and another book called 'Iron City' that I've also written but I have to edit and type up. My book Pagan's Wrath' is complete. I have edited it to the best of my ability and have it fully typed, it is a Viking era novel of 326 pages that deal with the Vikings journeying to america and how they lived and died among the indigenous peoples." [Really? Viking-era, tell me more!] "I am currently putting together four other books. The 'Convict Chronicles'. 'Fugitive One, living outside the law.' 'Tales of Time. And a book of 'Songs and Poetry.' [Publisher Question: Are the songs and poetry about convicts and fugitives? Because that would be sweet.] I've typed up 71 pages of Iron City, forty pages of Fugitive One, living outside the law. Twenty five pages of Tales of Time, and 66 songs for songbook. [My co-editor predicted one will become a bestseller and he'll school all us MFAers.] "Typing is a slow process because ribbons are not always readily available, like right now I only have one ribbon left and its more than half spent so I'm mostly just writing now." [Have to admire the perseverance] "On a personal note, I am currently incarcerated, but this is only a temporary dilemma that will be rectified by 2010." [You think this is a stock line?]

May 13, 2008

Nam Le: "The Boat"

So Nam Le's short story collection "The Boat" comes out today, and after reading it over the past month, it seems he's going to give Chris Adrian competition for best debut of 2008 (yes, I know Adrian's published before, but "A Better Angel" is his first collection). Le's got geographical range, that's for sure, both personally -- born in Vietnam, grew up in Australia, studied in the U.S. -- and in his fiction, which takes place in Iowa, Japan, Iran, Columbia, Vietnam. Aside from geography, there's also a wide range of genre. The first story, "Love and Honor and Pity and Pride and Compassion and Sacrifice," is a self-referential story with a character named Nam Le trying to write a story at Iowa, and deals with the nature and responsibilities of storytelling, while "Cartagena," involving child-assassins and grenades, takes on the mantle of an action tale, and the third story, "Meeting Elise," transitions into more of a domestic tale of an estranged father's relationship with his musical prodigy daughter.

The only place where the collection falters a bit is in the center, in the near-novella "Halflead Bay." The pace slows down in this story as Le addresses the domestic realm, of small-time exchanges against bullies and a teenage love interest, and this pales against the more ambitious stories surrounding it. But the collection as a whole has this big-hearted, adventurous spirit that isn't afraid to foray into territory with geopolitical repercussions.

There's a New York Times dinner-interview with him, and Luna Park also has a interview, more Q & A style.

May 12, 2008

Three Short Story Links

Although I missed the initial salvo of reports about the short story panel at PEN World Voices Festival, it's worth checking out this summary from Stingy Kids, (and also Chekhov's Mistress) to find out:
- the pro-short-story state of Korea and how that's changing to encourage novels instead
- how an unrecognized Annie Proulx rose from the audience to deliver a monologue
- Editor of the Paris Review, Radhika Jones, receives 1200 short story submissions a month (and publishes one at most? You do the math)
- Israeli writer Etgar Keret on how short stories should be vomit-y rather than neat and clean

Two out of the three top recommendations by the NBCC in its Good Reads are short story collections, and while Jhumpa Lahiri has been getting tons of press, I think "Dangerous Laughter" by Steven Millhauser should be getting more attention.

Literary Rejections On Display has pics of rejection letters (ah, schadenfreude! Or does a handwritten letter from the New Yorker actually provoke envy?) Also, in regards to the Virginia Quarterly Review editor Ten Genoways challenging preconceived notions at LROD, Rhian Ellis over at Ward Six has read all six VQR stories and has found a common thread. This is what I love about the blogosphere: when a conversation spills out into adjacent blogs and the comment section goes crazy and everyone just starts talking (and arguing). There's something beautiful about that.

May 06, 2008

Frank O'Connor Short Story Award

The 2008 Frank O'Connor International Short Story Award, the heftiest cash prize in the literary world for the short form (35,000 euros), has announced its longlist. Thirty-nine authors from around the globe are nominated. Only one Canadian was up (no, it wasn't Alice Munro) as opposed to fourteen British writers (!). But the nice thing about this award is that they actually make good on the their promise/goal of highlighting up-and-coming authors. On the American side of things, I'm glad to see Benjamin Percy nominated for "Refresh, Refresh," although both Jhumpa Lahiri's "Unaccustomed Earth" and Jim Shepard's "Like You'd Understand, Anyway" are obvious picks. (Tobias Wolff wasn't eligible because "Our Story Begins" collected previously published stories).

I'm also glad to see Nam Le nominated under the Australian category for "The Boat," which is his first book and which comes out this month. Roddy Doyle is up for Ireland, but his latest collection, "The Deportees and Other Stories," is underwhelming. Anne Enright, who won the Man Booker Prize for her novel "The Gathering," is also up under the Irish section, but since I haven't read her collection, "Taking Pictures," I can't pass judgment. If you remember, last year the prize went to Miranda July for "No One Belongs Here More Than You," and the shortlist was quirky, bypassing Alice Munro and favoring writers like the Israeli Edgar Keret. So it seems likely that an up-and-comer has a good chance with this prize.

April 24, 2008

Stephen Corey on Genre Numbers

Stephen Corey, editor of the Georgia Review, wrote a piece for the May/June Poets & Writers. Here's an excerpt in which he quantifies the shifts he's seen with nonfiction, poetry, and short stories:

Well, more people are sending out and publishing what they now call (forgive us, Father Montaigne) "creative nonfiction." In the mid-1980s we received perhaps two to three hundred essays annually, but now that count has increased at least four-fold . . . The number of poems circulating seems to have held fairly steady, while the number of short stories, on the increase for a long time, has diminished in the past few years. I think the publishing industry has worked overtime of late to eradicate the short story form, and I think some of the writing programs may have been helping too. Story cycles, linked stories, novels-in-stories - all these au courant designations are attempted endarounds in the pro-novel, anti-short story game of book marketing. The pressures on our potential new Flannery O'Connors and Ernest Hemingways to "get past" their story writing and into novels as quickly as possible may be opening a sad and profound gap in our literature.

April 17, 2008

Cynthia Ozick: Dictation

Cynthia Ozick has a new collection of short stories -- or at least a novella accompanied by three stories, so a quartet of stories would be more accurate. "Dictation" came out in mid-March, but we've not seen the type of coverage I'd expect, except for the faithful Complete Review and some coverage given by Bookforum. Also, a recent review by The Washington Post has an accompanying (very brief!) "slideshow" that shows despite Ozick's recent 80th birthday, she seems to still have vitality.

Most of the reviews so far have been complementary, but I was disappointed when I was in a Borders and asked, just out of curiosity, if they had the new Ozick. "Ozick with a S or with a Z?" the clerk asked me. Ugh. I guess I should have been happy that the clerk knew how to spell Cynthia. And then I was informed Borders wasn't going to be carrying that title. What? Because she's old? Because it's a collection of short stories? Or because you're going out of business and therefore only want to sell tawdry mass-markets with high volume and sizable profit margins? Case in point: this is why we should support independent bookstores.

April 11, 2008

The Podcasts Are Marching On Again, Hurrah; Hurrah

Over at Pinky's Paperhaus there's a post about a new development with the Short Story Review -- they're going to start podcasting short stories in September of 2008, and are already reading submissions. It's a new journal, with only two issues out, but now fifty-two stories a year will be podcasted, selected from the jaws of the slush pile, so go ahead and send in your work. The only downside is that initially, podcasts will only be retained for two months, which I think is a shame in this age of digital, and am positive they could create the space and bandwidth to retain them indefinitely if they just talk to an experienced podcaster.

This is the second literary podcast I'm aware of, other than Boundoff, which is listed in the right sidebar under The Short Story. Both have limits of 3000 and 2500 words, respectively, a word count range that takes ten minutes or more to read, but I could easily see a market emerging for even longer podcasted short stories. After all, books on audio have been doing quite well. I'm guessing we'll be seeing even more literary journals take this podcasting route, as it doesn't have the stigma of publishing fiction online, yet is hip and cool (as the kids are saying these days) and is much cheaper than print.

Bonus Note: I love the common sense but nonetheless necessary disclaimer at the bottom of the Short Story's writers' guidelines: "Short Story does not accept personal essays, poetry or literary criticisms." Just for all the submitters who never happen to read the title of the journal. From all the random submissions we receive at Southern California Review, I wouldn't be surprised to find that number rather high.

April 10, 2008

Mark This One In Your Calendars

Over at Papercuts, Dwight Garner reveals that last night Jhumpa Lahiri soared into the number one spot on the New York Times Bestseller list with her collection of short stories, "Unaccustomed Earth." When's the last time a short story collection was #1? Glad you asked, because I was willing to guess virtually never, but then I checked this site, that lists all the #1 slots on the list since 1942. The last one was in 2002, with Stephen King's "Everything's Eventual" a collection of fourteen horror stories. Beyond that, in 1994 was James Finn Garner's "Politically Correct Bedtime Stories" (!?). Beyond that, I can't find any.

But those two other short story collections have obvious niches -- Stephen King perennially appears on the bestseller lists because he taps into the horror genre market, and James Finn Garner has taken already familiar fairy tales and rewritten them with politically correct themes (Little Red Riding Hood chastises the Wolf for his misogynistic language). So Jhumpa Lahiri is actually forging new ground, by not only putting a literary title at the number one spot, but a literary collection of short stories.

Unfortunately, I think it says a lot more about Lahiri's commercial appeal than it says about the potential marketability of the short story form, but the side effects are still nice -- events like this always give agents hope that maybe, just maybe, your short story collection will actually sell.

Of course, back in February, I quoted Steve Almond at AWP, who predicted this, at least in part: "There’s one profitable short-story collection published a year, and Jhumpa Lahiri already wrote it."

April 09, 2008

Short Roundup

Dan over at Emerging Writers Network points out a new trend among literary journals, such as Fence and American Short Fiction, to "pay what you can" for a subscription to their journal. A smart move, I believe. Journals need some kind of marketing to jumpstart their subscription base.

How literary journal rejections that take over a year at least let you imagine that you made it past the first five readers (only to be squashed by the sixth).

A low-residency MFA program that went terribly, terribly, wrong.

An interview with Benjamin Percy, whose two short story collections ("Refresh, Refresh," and "The Language of Elk") have made waves.

April 07, 2008

New Short Story Collections

Just wanted to update the short story collections that should be on your horizon. In addition to the many I listed back in January, there are a couple of heavy-hitters coming out in Fall. First, Annie Proulx has a collection of more Wyoming stories coming out from Scriber in September: "Fine Just the Way It Is." Second, and I don't know how I missed seeing this before, but Will Self has a collection forthcoming in October called "The Undivided Self: Selected Stories", but from the title of "selected" it seems just to be a compilation, without any new work. And the self-referential undivided self thing kind of reinforces that, too.

Lastly, there's the collection "A Better Angel" by Chris Adrian coming out in August, about which I've already spread the word, but for which my excitement can hardly be contained. (Here is the title story in "The New Yorker.")

Pastry Chef = Short Story Writer

Junot Diaz, who just won the Pulitzer Prize for "The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao", commenting on life as a celebrity of the short story form:

"Being a hot young short-story writer is like being a hot young up-and-coming pastry chef." Who really knows or cares in the real world?"
(Interviewed in Newsweek)

April 03, 2008

Wnted: Abbr Shrt Stories 4 $

So first we had smoke fiction, which is a short story as long as it takes to smoke a cigarette, and then flash fiction, which can be a lot quicker, and then six-word stories, which is about as short as you can get. But now there's Txt Lit - not measured in words, but in characters. There's a monthly competition for the best story, with a limit of 160 characters, the maximum length of a text message. Although there's been news about this type of thing going on in Japan, this competition is UK- based. There's not been much noise about Txt Lit in the U.S., but after the commercial success in other countries, and the amount of time I see my students spend staring at their cell phones, I wonder if it's only a matter of time. Here's how the competition organizers define it:

Txt Lit is a new literary genre of creative writing using a mobile phone texting system, or SMS (Short Message System). We like to call stories written within these parameters Micro Stories.
Here's an example of one of the stories, which, strangely enough, isn't written using texting abbreviations, though I expected it to be (to maximize the 160 characters, of course):
Smash, grab. The hooded thief ran towards the busy high street where he would melt into the crowd. In his haste he didn’t look before crossing. Hit, run.
Sometimes I'm unsure whether the website that hosts the competition is using abbreviation as a mask to hide their inability to spell. For instance, on the website, check out the following words: "informaiton" "makng" "spechtre". At first I thought I caught a misspelling, and then wondered if it was some kind of text-messaging abbreviation. But apparently it shouldn't be, because in the official contest rules, they say:
We love the English language and believe that it is so rich and dynamic that micro stories need never be written in the abbreviated language associated with mobile phones. Therefore, stories which contain phrases such as "wud b gr8 2CU B4 satrdy" (Would be great to see you before Saturday) will stand little chance of winning, unless its use is integral to the story.

I actually think that this rule is a shame. The medium should dictate the spelling, and by limiting yourself to the form of text-messaging (160 characters), you should also limit yourself to the type of spelling (idiosyncratic abbreviations). I respect the English language as much as anyone, but when you start counting in spaces and commas and letters instead of words, and you're requiring submission in a medium that thrives on shortening words, you've already established a platform that justifies abbreviations.

Lastly, charging one pound per entry is a bit of a sham, especially when the prize is only fifty pounds. Due to the ease of submission, it's safe to say that the contest organizers stand to make quite a bit of money off of writers. It's probably necessary to charge something, just to prevent the number of entries from approaching the onslaught of spam, but at least the prize money should be upped.

March 31, 2008

I'm Back Online, with a Review and Memoir

I'm back up and running now, thanks to a Verizon line for which I'm probably paying too much. But some updates on writing of mine that recently came out:

Check out the Spring 2008 Rain Taxi Review of Books, in which I have a review of "Dangerous Laughter" by Steven Millhauser. Sorry, my review's only in the print edition, not online, but still visit the website to check out the online reviews of the short story collection "How Best To Avoid Dying" by Owen Egerton and the anthology "The Apocalypse Reader." Both of which seem quite morbid, come to think of it.

I also have a piece just released in The Subway Chronicles, about a particularly frightening ride on the F train in the months after 9/11.

UPDATE: The Subway Chronicles site appears to be having some technical difficulties. I'll let you know when they're resolved.

2nd UPDATE: They're up and running, and the link works.

March 19, 2008

Roundup

Bookslut interviews the editor of One Story.

Members of the Society of Slow Readers, take heart!

A discussion of another short story turned movie over at Columbia University Press -- Eileen Chang's story "Se, jie," which was turned into the movie "Lust, Caution." (via Conversational Reading)

A new issue of Bookforum is out, including a review of "The Girl on the Fridge," Etgar Keret’s latest collection of short stories, as well as a review of Nam Le's "The Boat." Finally, check out the interview with Jhumpa Lahiri, whose new collection of short stories, "Unaccustomed Earth," comes out in April.

March 13, 2008

Deja Reading

Recently, while reading two short story collections -- Jim Shepard's "Like You'd Understand, Anyways" and Tobias Wolff's "Our Story Begins," -- I got the distinct feeling of deja reading. You know, when you come across something and in the first few paragraphs it seems familiar, as if you've read it in another life. When it really is deja reading, and you actually haven't read it before, that's a very bad sign for a book. It's pretty much a stamp of unoriginality. That, or you have some serious deja vu issues. But these were false deja-reading feelings -- I actually had read these stories a few years back when they were originally published in Harper's, The New Yorker, and elsewhere.

Shepard's story "Trample the Weak, Hurdle the Dead," one of the best short stories ever about football, and Wolff's story "The Deposition," about a lawyer who trails a young girl, both were good on the first read, but on the second one they were so much richer. I think it might be a characteristic peculiar to short stories that they compress so much into a tight space that re-reading is required. Not many novels, barring perhaps classics, reward re-reading with that high of a dividend. If anything, I winced at the hits and laughed at the jokes in "Trample the Weak" even harder than the first time around (there's one joke in which a member of the opposing team says, "You don't tackle very well," so two characters knock him out, and when he regains consciousness, they counter: "You don't stay conscious very well.") Especially with "The Deposition," what I glossed over in the first reading -- a lengthy description of a small dying town, seen through the eyes of a stranger on a stroll -- became a portrait of a place with metaphorical connotations for the rest of the country and for the character.

The best feeling for me, though, isn't deja reading, but jamais reading. Jamais vu is the opposite of deja vu: In deja vu, things seem familiar even though they haven't happened before, while in jamais vu, things seem utterly foreign even though they are extremely familiar. This has happened to me before with my own work: I once wrote a short story, forgot about it for five years, and then happened upon it and re-read it, not even remembering how it ended. It was as if I'd never written or read it. And it was brilliant. The ending surprised and delighted me. There is nothing better than being surprised by a story that you've written -- I mean, I've had plenty of stories that had absolutely sucked when I re-read them a few years later, so it was very nice (and abnormal) to find something that worked.

I've also experienced jamais reading with classics. Once I had the feeling of stumbling over Dostoevsky's "Crime and Punishment" as if I'd never read it before. It was strange -- as if one of my best friends had suddenly transformed into a stranger, the contours of their face unfamiliar, even their name absent from my memory. It was so beautiful to read it as though it were the first time, though. Of course I started to remember as I progressed, but that sense of estrangement felt like an invitation to recapture something so valuable -- a first read. It feels like it's necessary for the writer to cultivate jamais vu, especially poets. To be able to view the familiar with absolute new eyes. I think that's what people read for, and that's what I write for: to discover the new, whether it appears to be familiar or not.   

March 10, 2008

After a Brief Lull, the Festivities Resume

The Tournament of Books is in full swing, including hilarious judges commentary.

The fifth annual Millions Writers Award is taking submissions for the best online short story published.

Jonathan Safran Foer speaks and people consider him arrogant . . . surprise, surprise, surprise. That's how I wanted to find him, when I saw him at Duttons in L.A. two years ago, but the guy is so kind and nice and polite and intelligent I couldn't help but like him.

A new issue of The Quarterly Conversation is up.

Bookslut has an interview with a short story writer who uses "guerilla tactics," including doing readings on Second Life for people dressed as anime cats. No, seriously. And the interview only gets better.

Ken Wohlrob, former editor of Bully Magazine, is a self-publishing dynamo out of Brooklyn, NY. Rather than trying his tireless hand at submission after submission to publisher after publisher, Wohlrob has been using what some might call "guerilla literary tactics" to get his work out: podcasting, iTunes, Kindle, even the computer game Second Life. Thusly, Ken has been able to release his book of stories, The Love Book as a paperback because of his online efforts.

March 02, 2008

Short Story Reviews, Marketing and Tethered Ferocity

Maud Newton has a review of Cate Kennedy's Dark Roots (which I listed in my short story roundup at the beginning of the year) in NYTBR. There's also a review of Dangerous Laughter by Steven Millhauser, a book which I enjoyed immensely and wrote a review that should come out in the next issue of Rain Taxi.

I love this description I just found on Kate's Book Blog defining the short story as "tethered ferocity."

Over at The Literary Outpost, there's a great article by the editor of Other Voices, Gina Frangello, including a section (about halfway down) on the state of short story collections. Check out this excerpt, which discusses the real reason why short story collections aren't flying off the shelves:

Often, when I presented at panels, writers in the audience asked why short fiction had met with such a decline in popularity. After all, many reasoned, if the contemporary attention span has become geared towards sitcoms and videogames, then aren’t short stories the ideal medium for the hip young reader? The answer, I often suspected, had nothing to do with what the contemporary reader would actually read, and much more to do with what marketing departments could successfully tell them to read. While a novel can be easily marketed with a few plot-summarizing taglines (and a memoir even more so, especially if its author is famous and his/her life already well-documented in the tabloids), it is much harder to “sell” a collection of 10 or so diverse stories with no common characters or plots.

This spoke to the larger problem of marketing departments, chain bookstores with pricey displays, and media book clubs increasingly dictating what books the modern reader even knew about, much less felt compelled to read. The corporatizing of publishing, in which shareholders demand bottom line profits, had already marginalized the power of editors’ own aesthetic tastes, and the Barnes & Nobles and Borders revolution had all but ended the days in which independent booksellers made thoughtful recommendations to their loyal patrons. Publishing was all about publicity engines, and short story collections were not compatible with modern marketing.

February 28, 2008

Jim Shepard Wins Short Story Prize

Jim Shepard won the Short Story Prize last night for his collection "Like You'd Understand, Anyway." First prize was $20,000, and both runners-up took home $5,000. I just finished the book and understand (Yes, I do understand, really) why it won. It has a zest for exploration and a penchant for far-flung corners of the earth (Chernobyl, Hadrian's Wall, space), while balancing these journeys with the ballast of traumatizing relationships. Tessa Hadley, also nominated for the prize for "Sunstroke and Other Stories," wrote quiet stories, heavily psychological, many close to home. I haven't yet read Vincent Lam's collection "Bloodletting & Miraculous Cures," but just from Hadley versus Shepard, I've noticed that prizes in general usually tilt toward the political, heavy-drama, big-themed stories rather than toward more existential narratives, and I think this prize continues to fit into that trend. Which is not to say that Shepard shouldn't have won it - it's an incredible collection.

I've been considering lately what it takes to unite a collection. The way Shepard's collection was marketed was on the basis of its absolute diversity -- the blurb from Kirkus on the jacket reads: "So varied in tone, theme, voice, and setting are these stories that they might've been written by a hydra." When I first read that, before I read the book (which breaks all of my rules about never reading the jacket before reading --doesn't it always spoil the perception of the story?), I thought it exactly counter to most advice about constructing a short story collection. Everyone says to construct it very tightly, theme it as closely as possible, even use some of the same characters in multiple stories. Like two collections I just read: Laila Lalami's "Hope and Other Dangerous Pursuits," a collection of stories all about immigration from Morocco, and James Joyce's "Dubliners," which announces its theme in its title.

But once I read the book, I realized that "Like You'd Understand, Anyway" was united just as strongly as many others. Even established writers can't get away with a slapdash arrangement. Shepard's stories are almost always historical and often heavily researched, since they're set in exotic locales or eras. They also involve disasters -- political revolution in France seen through the eyes of an executioner, a massive earthquake and tidal wave in Alaska. Also, there are several expeditions gone wrong, such as a search for the Yeti and a trip into the center of Australia. Although a few stories don't fit into the overall theme, such as "Trample the Dead, Hurdle the Weak," a story about high school football, and "Courtesy for Beginners," which is about summer camp, they evidence the same brio for life, only close to home, rather than in a foreign land.

One last note: While reading "Like You'd Understand, Anyway," I enjoyed two occasions where friends asked me what I was reading. I responded with the title, in a derisive tone. But before they could be really offended, I showed them the cover, laughing.

February 21, 2008

Back on the Short Story Train

The only time I'll probably link to Entertainment Weekly -- but this article on McSweeneyism is great for exposing the jealousy and idiocy of McSweeney bashers.

Over at The Millions, it's short story week, and so far they have one post on Deborah Eisenberg -- as regular readers know, one of my favorite short story artists -- and I totally sympathize with Garth's desire to slow down and savor the last bits of her oeuvre, because I didn't want to run out either. Also, there's another post recommending some collections, of which I can second the nods toward Kelly Link and A.M. Holmes.

Over at the Emerging Writers Network, Dan Wickett has a list of notable literary journals he ran across at AWP.

February 17, 2008

Writing advice from 1908, Writing Slowly, and Terrible Query Letters

Writing advice given in 1908 to short story writers. And good points made about how they were getting 3 to 5 cents a word back in the day when 3 to 5 cents could buy, say, about 100 times more than it could today.

Advice on Short Story Publishers:

But I wasn't ready to give up. An agent once told me never to publish a short story collection unless with a university press, because the next time a book of mine was presented to a New York publisher, they'd check sales numbers and shake their heads.
I think publishers are fully aware of the median and modes and average short story collection sales, and thus they're only looking at whether your collection falls under or goes over that, not whether it has sold as many as a mid-list novel. Nobody expects your short story collection to have soaring sales, they're mostly investing in you as an author, and a short story collection is a kind of platform from which to launch a novel. Plus, there's always the off-off chance that the collection will turn into a bestseller like "For the Relief of Unbearable Urges" or that Adam Hastler collection "You Are Not a Stranger Here," which was nominated as a Today Show book club selection. In fact, if your first book does do badly, it's better to have it be a short story collection than a novel, because so many publishers are willing to take chances on first novels.

I've just found Bound Off, a short story podcast that comes out monthly, and added it to my sidebar under short stories. Now you'll have something to listen to on commutes.

Scott Esposito over at Conversation Reading has a great post about prodigious writers, including the rate at which Haruki Murakami writes short stories (he pounds out one in a week). I'd add a writer than I've studied under, T.C. Boyle, seems to churn out novels/short story collections at the rate of once a year, and occasionally brings out two books a year. I've occasionally been disheartened by such tales of speed, since my imagination works and works well although perhaps not quickly. And sometimes it's not a conceptual problem, just the organization and refinement of the words on the page that takes the longest. But in contrast to elevating those who write prolifically, I think we should also honor those who write slowly. I'm not talking about people with only one book in them, but writers who write very slowly for their entire lives. The first writer that comes to mind is Deborah Eisenberg, who took eight years to write the eight short stories in her latest collection, "Twilight of the Superheroes." Granted, they are long short stories, but I suppose it's a good reason not to beat up on myself because I can't keep up the story-a-week rate of Murakami.

Why you should never pay for an MFA. Also, along the same MFA track, The Swivet notes that cover letters by MFA graduates are notoriously bad, and asks whether there are practical courses in the programs. Answer: Many don't have any sort of ropes-of-the-field course, but they should. My own program, the MPW program at USC, does have a literary marketplace course and frequent seminars on topics of finding agents, writing queries, and scoring a publisher, but that's because it is more oriented towards careers than most MFA programs. Personally, I hate writing query letters, but it's just one trick of the trade that every writer has to hone in order to survive in the piranha pool of writers. (Also, for writers out there, the literary agent has statistics on query letter survival rates: Read 96, asked to see more of 5. It's a piranha eat piranha world [we’re way past dogs])

(via Pinky's Paperhaus)

February 14, 2008

For Valentine's Day: Love Never Dies

In honor of Valentine's Day, I'll mention The Christian Science Monitor has a review of a love anthology edited by Jeffrey Eugenides, the proceeds of which help out the Chicago 826 writing center of Dave Eggers. The title? My Mistress's Sparrow Is Dead. No comment on that.

As a huge fan of Jose Saramago, the Nobel-prize-winning Portugese writer, I just have to point you all to a review of the English translation of Death at Intervals, a book that I first blogged about in February of 2007 here, when comparing his novels Blindness and Seeing. Except back then the going English title (the literal translation) was The Intermittence of Death -- decidedly more awkward.

February 03, 2008

The Short Roundup

One-of-a-kind stories inserted into bottles.

Speaking of stories in unique formats, check out this story by Gregory Norminton told in footnotes.

As mentioned on Critical Mass, when the nominees for Oscars were announced, nothing was mentioned about the original source of the films. Nothing about "The Bear Came Over the Mountain" by Alice Munro which was made into Away From Her, Oil! by Upton Sinclair made into There Will Be Blood, and No Country for Old Men by Cormac McCarthy, made into the movie of the same name. The omission is a rather depressing indicator of how little esteem Hollywood has for writers.

Is McSweeneys challenging Granta for the role of literary soothsayer? (via The Literary Saloon)

Carolyn Kellogg, writing about AWP, mentions that during a 75 minute presentation by Joyce Carol Oates, Oates was able to "revise a short story, write a piece for Bookforum, give notes on two Princeton students’ manuscripts and finish a novella." Ha!

More feedback about AWP, with a memorable quote from Steve Almond: “There’s one profitable short-story collection published a year, and Jhumpa Lahiri already wrote it.” Funny, tongue-in-cheek, but a barb of pessimism, too.

A semi-funny and mostly wise post on how to pick the right short story contest.

One of Miranda July's short stories from Me and You and Everyone We Know is being made into a film.

Sony's ebook store just started "stocking" short stories. Hope the Kindle is a bit faster on the uptake.

January 28, 2008

Salmonella, Sex, and Short Stories

And the best title for a short story collection since the Read This! nomination of Skinny Dipping in the Lake of the Dead goes to . . . . Salmonella Men on Planet Porno. Yes, that's right. Tsutsui Yasutaka, a Japanese author, published this in 2005, and it came out here in April, 2007. What's surprising, though, is that the Literary Saloon has info about action figures based on the stories. Seriously: action figures. Short story writers here in the U.S. could only dream of such marketing techniques. Or of having enough of a following to entice a company to purchase action figure rights. Bet the agent would never see that coming. Back when I took a Literary Marketplace class, we even discussed selling the rights to theme park rides, but never action figures. But perhaps it only works if you have words like "Porno" in the title. (Let this be a lesson for all the short-story writers out there trying to publish their first collection - references to bacteria and sex will make your book fly off the shelves).

Here's a quick definition of the book:

Defying the commonly held perceptions of time and space, and escaping any easy classifications, Yasutaka Tsutsui’s stories centre on the folly of human desire. Most of his characters suffer awful fates as a result of their own foolishness, which usually takes the form of greed, lust or vanity. With influences as diverse as Darwin, Freud and the Marx Brothers, his writing displays a mixture of pathos, slapstick and psychological insight, shot through with bolts of Kafkaesque inventiveness.

January 27, 2008

Short Review of Reviews

Bookforum reviews Donald Barthelme's new collection of short stories, Flying to America: 45 More Stories. But only three of the stories are brand new.

Over at A Work In Progress, there's a post about John Cheever's short stories and their adaptations into theater pieces.

The Village Voice reviews Wanda Coleman's new collection, Jazz and Twelve O'Clock Tales. They also have a review of a collection I just read, Elizabeth Crane's You Must Be This Happy To Enter (it's in the sidebar).

Lastly, the Globe and Mail has a review of In the Mist, by Devon Code.

In the first story of Devon Code's debut collection, 10 pages unspool an hour of real time, offering a fully realized portrait of a mid-life drunk seeing, and denying, that he has destroyed his family. Herb, with bottle, comes home to a silent house and a goodbye note on the fridge. We see home as he does, our eyes his, settling on familiar things drained of meaning: the plastic daisy fridge magnet, orange ceramic flour and sugar crocks, the calendar with a note on today's date: "scrub the floor."

January 24, 2008

Make Your Own Short Story Anthology

Apparently there is a website that will allow you to pick a number of short stories that will be bound in a one-of-a-kind anthology. Hence the name of the site, Anthologybuilder.com. This is so beautiful - imagine the gifting potential! Instead of burning a friend a mix tape, you select and buy them a mix tape of fiction. Ever since tapes, music has become such an interactive genre that allows you to mix and match and play DJ, but books are stodgily anti-interactive. You read, you can offer it to someone else, but in lieu of a book club or rabid reader friends, there is little to nothing to do except decide what books sit next to what other books on the bookshelf. This could also be a shot in the arm for the ailing genre of short stories, (ailing at least to Steven King). Just pick your favorite short stories according to theme. Best stories about children. Best stories about sex. Best stories by authors you've never heard of. Best stories that involve banana jokes. You get the idea.

Galleycat, which pointed me to the site, talks about the money side of it - how authors will get paid for their work, and mentions that so far, most of the stories available are Sci-Fi and fantasy, but I hope that the door swings wide open to include a ton of other short stories. Also, I wonder if people's anthologies could be visible to others, and if people could buy those collections, and perhaps the original compiler of the anthology would be reimbursed in some small way? Because really, we're talking about literary DJs here, and spinning the right mix of tales is no small feat, one deserving of some kind of remuneration. Anyway, I hope the idea takes off and they start to offer a much, much wider selection of stories.

January 22, 2008

Rejections, Raymond Carver, and Kelly Link

Over at The Millions, there is a great post on what to do with your rejection slips. There is a suggestion about a dress. There is also one about a tux. And there is the famous reminder that Steven King impales his on a nail. Me, I just keep them in a big stack, but I've been considering creating some kind of visual art with them. I was thinking about a gallery space where I could use them as wallpaper, and then hang a huge ball, an earth ball, from the ceiling, which would also be pasted with them. But b