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Jude: Level 1 My new novel. It starts with the award-winning, BBC broadcast prologue, "The Orphan and the Mob", and continues with Jude's quest for True Love in Tipperary, Galway, the Aran Islands, and Dublin... Love, death, arson, philosophy, and sex. Starring Jude, an orphan who looks the spit of Leonardo DiCaprio. Except for having two penises. Which makes True Love... complicated.
My first novel, of which I am very fond. The adventures of teenage twin sisters Juno & Juliet, in their first year away from home. Life, love and literature, in Galway and Tipperary.
Monday, September 17, 2007 at 09:04PM I wrote a piece in today's Guardian about the increasingly pervy relationship between the short story and the novel. Feel free to read it, comment on it, ignore it, as you wish.
Why was I writing about the short story, you ask, given that I know bugger all about it?
Because on Saturday, September 22nd, at 4.30pm, I'm reading at the Small Wonder festival with James Lasdun, last year's winner of the National Short Story Prize.
Allow me to plug it shamelessly, because it is run by good people, and the Guardian forgot to print the festival dates or website address at the bottom of my article... Small Wonder is the only festival devoted entirely to short stories, and it runs from 19-23 September, at Charleston near Firle, East Sussex (in England, which is part of Europe...)
Their website with all the info is *here*.
Lots of interesting writers will be there: Monica Ali, Lucy Ellmann, Esther Freud, Etgar Keret, James Lasdun, Yiyun Li, Jon Snow, Colm Tóibín, Fay Weldon...
My hot tip for Small Wonder (apart from me and James Lasdun) is Lucy Ellmann and Etgar Keret, 7.30pm on Thursday. Should kick literary ass.
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Reader Comments (12)
It makes me think in particular of Greg Egan, an Australian science fiction author I'd imagine you're familiar with. To my mind he's written some of the best short-form SF of all time, getting the "fun with fascinating ideas" impulse of the genre's youth working with the less innocent, downright harder science of our time. It's highly entertaining because it's intensely about ideas, and I can consume one of his short story collections whole.
Yet his novels I find pretty much unfinishable. It makes you wonder why. Even though they are full of great ideas, I don't find myself pulled in. It seems that there are specific skills required to make the long form work, probably involving more regular human drama stuff that he's simply not so interested in writing about. Characterization is, I would guess, the biggie.
And perhaps the more ideas you have, the stronger the containing frame needs to be. Your example of the Arabian Nights seems just right. I don't really remember any one of those stories, but the framing story is unforgettable. The plot: Girl must be brilliant forever or or else she dies. The characters: A beautiful, resourceful and creative woman. A vastly powerful, utterly brutal man - who really just wants a bedtime story. That's good shit.
And it has no ending. The entirely self-enclosed long forms, the novel or the feature-length film, are really more the product of technological logistics than of the inherent nature of storytelling.
Hmm. I could get totally carried away here. I just spent ten hours on an overnight train coming back from Krakow so I'm a little hyper. I guess what I'm saying is that not just the short story but the novel is endangered, as technology allows us to expect fiction on demand. The future is probably in open-ended forms that evolve out of soap opera. We see the start of it in potentially unending novel series such as Discworld or Maturin. Favorite flavors on tap.
The species I'd be more worried about in the long term is not a form of a certain length, but the whole idea of works of fiction created by a single person. Can't you just see Harry Potter turning into a franchise granted to chosen fanfic writers?
Franfic?
http://crookedtimber.org/2007/09/14/the-droodification-of-tv/
Some interesting stuff on the evolution of television, and on open-ended versus closed stories...
You're right about the endangered species being the single-authored closed story. Even out here on the thin, weird, literary edge of the cultural galaxy, I can feel the pressure to move into television and film, two areas which for different reasons don't give writers the total control and freedom a novelist has. But they do, potentially, give the writer an immense audience and a wardrobe full of cash.
It doesn't help that my favourite cultural experiences lately are televisual rather than literary. (And I don't even have a television.) I'd far rather watch a Green Wing box set on my laptop than read this year's Booker shortlist...
No, that doesn't really get across how I feel about the modern, psychologically plausible, realist novel. That makes it sound like it might be close. Let me rephrase. I'd rather laboriously learn to fart the Swiss national anthem than read this year's Booker shortlist. (Except for Nicola Barker's Darkmans, which sounds like it could be good. But holy shit, it's long.)
In fact, now that I think about it, what the fuck am I doing writing novels? Most of them are shite, and nobody reads them. If you write a good one, nobody notices.
I quit.
Ariel.
I write in order to communicate with people like you, people I've never met, people I can't even be sure exist while I'm writing. From a writer's point of view, books are long messages in bottles thrown into the ocean. If the message does get through, it's read in silence far away. The writer doesn't usually ever hear anything back and can get depressed and assume the messages aren't arriving, or being understood, or appreciated. So your response is exactly what I needed to hear. Thank you...
I'd been wondering for years if the Hebrew translation of Juno & Juliet was any good. (I'm afraid can't read Hebrew at all. I can just about recognise that the newspaper some guys are reading, in a drawing I own, is Haaretz.) I guess if it moved you so strongly, the translation must be good. I'm really pleased about that.
Where did you come across the book? I'd assumed it was long out of print in Israel. I don't think there were ever that many copies of it printed. I do like the cover though, the drawing of the girls with their backpacks. It gets a little of the essence of the book: what it feels like to be young, setting off into the world, the unguessable future. How huge the emotions are.
Yes it's mighty to have made both Guardians...
Oh and by the way, very nice analogy. I guess I'm the lucky guy who got the bottle. (I won't spam anymore here, I promise)
I agree with what you're saying, too. I tried to put a lot of that into Juno & Juliet, the sense you get, when young, that you've so many thoughts and so much emotion in you that it's painful and it can't get out through the means you have available. The emotions are so heavy, and the words are so frail.