tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75008413934625143772024-03-19T01:55:47.028-07:00Ars Prosa(2009 - 2011)S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.comBlogger83125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-91241328407444946492011-10-11T15:40:00.000-07:002014-12-06T22:26:41.209-08:00The Bolaño Reading Challenge(and Other Obsessive Reading Lists)It seems that for the last year I have been unwittingly participating in the 2011 Roberto Bolaño Reading Challenge. Participants in <a href="http://bolanoread.blogspot.com/2010/12/2011-roberto-bolano-reading-challenge.html">the reading challenge</a>, which started in January, have the fairly straightforward goal of reading a bunch of Bolaño's books, in any format or language, throughout the year.<br />
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The participants are also assigned "levels" according to their accomplishments. In my case, for example, since I've read 6 books so far I would be considered a "Poet", which places me above a "Vagabond" (5 books) but below a "Detective" (7 books). There are also levels for rereading books and for reading books published in 2011 (two were published in recent months, two more are expected in November).<br />
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To place matters in perspective, Bolaño is hardly the first writer whose entire oeuvre was placed on my reading list. Kafka, Beckett, Camus, Borges, Pinter, Coetzee, and Nabokov were all there ahead of him. Frisch and Hemingway are also nudging me, "come on," I can hear them say, "you've already read so much of our work, just two or three more books and you'll be able to say you've read it all!" (though I'm not sure I can forgive Hemingway for the terrible triumvirate of <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Have-Not-Ernest-Hemingway/dp/0684818981/ref=pd_sim_b1">To Have and Have Not</a></i>, <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Across-River-Trees-Ernest-Hemingway/dp/0684844648/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1318362205&sr=1-1" style="font-style: italic;">Across the River and Into the Trees</a>, and <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Torrents-Spring-Ernest-Hemingway/dp/B0057DCPEY/ref=pd_sim_b8" style="font-style: italic;">The Torrents of Spring</a>).<br />
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Bolaño is probably not even my most-read writer of the year (well, maybe in terms of word count, but certainly not in number of works read); that distinction goes to Israeli playwright Hanoch Levin (16 plays read this year, along with some prose, poetry, sketches...), which I have been reading a lot of in the last couple of weeks as I was finishing up my own play (my first!).<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bolaño books I haven't read</td></tr>
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<i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Savage-Detectives-Novel-Roberto-Bolano/dp/0312427484/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1318364412&sr=8-1">The Savage Detectives</a></i> was my first encounter with Bolaño, it was a real discovery and remains my favorite. I've enjoyed all the others as well, some more (<i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Distant-Star-Roberto-Bolano/dp/0811215865/ref=pd_sim_b5">Distant Star</a></i>), some less (<i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Monsieur-Pain-Roberto-Bola%C3%B1o/dp/0811217140/ref=pd_sim_b52">Monsieur Pain</a></i>), but I have to admit that in spite of all the breathless praise that's been piled upon him for the last few years, I don't consider him to be a literary genius, nor an heir to Borges. The excesses, surreal touches, and unflinching portraits of darkness, along with his outsider status, his intimate knowledge and profound love of literature, and his mashing together of literary and popular culture all work together to create the image of the romantic vagabond author. Thus, it's quite tempting to declare him the first international literary genius of the 21st century, a literary Che Guevara, perhaps, simultaneously an underdog and a bestseller as only a mostly posthumously published writer can be.<br />
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Of all the writers I've placed on my "must read everything" list I think Bolaño is most like Philip K. Dick. With both writers there is a certain familiarity among all the works, perhaps because both worked on the outskirts of certain genres (Sci-Fi for Dick, Hard-Boiled detective fiction with literary namedropping for Bolaño) never quite conforming to them but always aware of their rules. With Dick, after reading a slew of books in 2001-2002 a certain exhaustion set in, and now I only read about a book or two a year. I can almost feel it happening with Bolaño too, though <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/2666-Novel-Roberto-Bola%C3%B1o/dp/0312429215/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1318371435&sr=8-1">2666</a></i> is still waiting on my shelf and I'm looking forward to tackling it, I feel like I'm starting to see through him a little - the incessantly unsolved, perhaps unsolvable, mysteries, the repetition in certain character traits, certain moods. But I still enjoy it, and perhaps all I need to do is switch to his poetry or essays for for a while so my faith and passion may be restored<br />
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In the end, however, it's never really up to me; there will always be someone like Beckett saying, "Wait a minute, you still haven't read my letters!" or Faulkner teasing, "Only two novels? I've so much more to offer!" or even an indignant Andre Breton giving me harsh looks from the bookstore shelf since I've never read any of his works.S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-47018244347932035282011-09-18T06:48:00.000-07:002011-09-18T06:50:15.087-07:00Israel's Charing CrossFinding English Books in Tel AvivLast weekend my girlfriend and I visited every bookshop on Tel Aviv's Allenby Street for an article she wrote (<a href="http://www.nrg.co.il/online/47/ART2/286/246.html?hp=47&cat=310">in Hebrew</a>) about this small, local version of London's <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charing_Cross_Road">Charing Cross Road</a>. One of my constant gripes about Tel Aviv is that it's very difficult to find decent English books at a decent price, and this little tour served as a great example of this problem.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Steimatzky, lower level</td></tr>
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There are 12 bookstores on this stretch of less than one Kilometer (a little more than half a mile), including three Russian bookstores (two new, one used), one Spanish bookstore, one store that specializes in music and chord books. There's also one independent store, <a href="http://www.lotus-books.co.il/">Lotus Books</a> (Allenby 101), that has a well-curated collection of new and used Hebrew books, and one chain store - <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steimatzky">Steimatzky</a> (Allenby 107) which has a relatively large selection of English books on the lower level. Four more used book kiosks have mostly Hebrew books, with a few English paperbacks, usually in miserable condition.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Halper's Books</td></tr>
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The main store on this street that caters to readers of English is <a href="http://www.abebooks.com/halpers-books-tel-aviv/678705/sf">Halper's Books</a> (Allenby 87), which probably has the biggest selection of used English books in the city. I used to come here quite often when I was an undergrad at Tel Aviv University, but after living in New York City for almost 4 years, I guess my constant trips to the <a href="http://www.strandbooks.com/">Strand</a> have made me a bit spoiled. I try to avoid mass market paperbacks, especially used ones, and hardly ever purchase a book with markings inside. Halper's, unfortunately, has plenty of both. Granted, the really miserable looking books are usually very cheap, but I think every used bookstore should have some minimal standard for the books it sells, and heavily marked, crumbling, or torn books do not only make for a miserable shopping experience, but also reflect badly on the books around them.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lev Hasefer (Heart of the Book), Allenby 97</td></tr>
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The selection offered by Halper's, though broader than most other bookstores in Tel Aviv, is still fairly limited. I don't know whether they imported books at any point in the past, but it's certain that they have not done so in several years. You may find bestsellers from recent years, but don't expect to find any recent literary gems. This is also true of Israel's two bookstore chains - Steimatzky and Tzomet Sfarim (The Books Junction) - both have one or two flagship stores that contain a larger selection of English books (Steimatzky, aside from the Allenby branch, has another store at Dizengoff 109; Tzomet Sfarim has the "Library" branch at the Dizengoff shopping Center and the "Prose" bookstore at Dizengoff 163) but their selection is fairly hit or miss. You can find the "big" books of recent years - the best sellers, the prize winners, and so on - plus a selection of classics, some big name authors, some sci-fi / fantasy, lots of Grisham, Coban, etc. But don't come looking for anything too obscure or specific because you're bound to be disappointed, especially if you're looking for anything translated into English (other than books by Israeli authors).<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">An abandoned building right next to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bialik_House">Bialik House</a><br />
(current museum and former home of Israel's national poet);<br />
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I've been dreaming of opening an independent English bookstore for years, but I realize this would be a significant investment in something that's probably not going to make a lot of money, and as a starving artist of sorts I can't really afford to do that. I envision this store as a sort of public service to fellow anglophile - bibliophiles, a place where they could also attend readings and other cultural events, so if there are any generous book-loving millionaires out there willing to invest, I'm open to all offers (as for a suggested location - see photo above).S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-81017224002131866732011-07-09T07:25:00.000-07:002014-11-13T03:21:40.056-08:00What I've Been Reading (a lot)It's been a while since I posted anything on this blog so I'll try to ease my way back into it by using the crutch of my recent readings. I've been reading about two books a week for the last couple of months, partially because I bought so many books on my recent trip to New York (over 30) that the proportion of unread books in my library started making me feel a little guilty. In addition, my insanely optimistic <a href="http://arsprosa.blogspot.com/2011/01/dream-impossible-dream.html">New Year's resolution to read 100 books this year</a> seemed very far from being fulfilled (see table at right). Still, if I keep up this pace I might be able to get to 80, which is still over the annual average of about 50.<br />
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<b>Some Short Novels</b><br />
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Nabokov's <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mary-ebook/dp/B004KABDTS?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank">Mary</a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=B004KABDTS" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /></i>, his first novel, very reminiscent of his early short stories, takes place in the Russian émigré community in Berlin and features a selection of mostly pathetic characters and situations, but not much of a plot. James M. Cain's <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Double-Indemnity-James-M-Cain/dp/0679723226?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" style="font-style: italic;" target="_blank">Double Indemnity</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-color: initial !important; border-width: initial !important;"><i><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0679723226" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /></i></span> is as well written and tightly plotted as his earlier novel <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Postman-Always-Rings-Twice-Publisher/dp/B004UNYQ8U?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank"><i>The Postman Always Rings Twice</i></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=B004UNYQ8U" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" />, though the characters seemed to me a little less alive and palpable, perhaps lacking that bit of existential angst which made Frank Chambers such a compelling character.<br />
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Mario Bellatin's <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Beauty-Salon-Mario-Bellatin/dp/0872864731?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank">Beauty Salon</a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0872864731" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /></i> is an interesting take on the "mysterious plague" genre (from Camus's <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Plague-Albert-Camus/dp/0679720219?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank"><i>The Plague</i></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0679720219" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /> to every zombie fiction ever) focusing on a gay hairdresser who turns his beauty salon into a home for the dying. The plain language used to describe everything from the narrator's fish collection to his transvestite outings and the strange plague sweeping over the land (a metaphor for AIDS?) works remarkably well to ground the whole narrative in some sort of reality and, short as the work is, it makes a lasting impression. At the other end of the "mythical events interfering in humdrum reality" spectrum is David Garnett's <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lady-into-Fox-Collins-Library/dp/1932416056?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank"><i>Lady into Fox</i></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=1932416056" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" />, where a British gentleman tries to deal, practically and calmly, with the fact that his dear wife had suddenly turned into a fox. Though this was a pleasant enough read, I kept waiting for something a little more interesting to occur, but aside from the initial transformation the whole narrative progressed quite sedately and sensibly towards its somewhat pat conclusion.<br />
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<b>And Some Longer Novels</b></div>
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Steve Erickson's <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Tours-Black-Clock-Steve-Erickson/dp/074326570X?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" style="font-style: italic;" target="_blank">Tours of the Black Clock</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-color: initial !important; border-width: initial !important;"><i><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=074326570X" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /></i></span>, #98 on Larry McCaffrey's list of the Twentieth Century's 100 greatest works of fiction, is an odd and sprawling narrative mixing alternative history, erotic fantasy, hard-boiled literary clichés, and melodrama, with a consistent but unconvincing underlying romantic/fantastic sensibility. There are at least three separate narratives here, all of them going on for far too long and connecting to each other very clumsily in terms of the overall narrative.<br />
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Francine Prose's <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Blue-Angel-Novel-Francine-Prose/dp/0060882034?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank"><i>Blue Angel</i></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0060882034" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /> presents itself (or its author and blurbs present it) as a biting satire of Creative Writing workshops, teachers, and attendees, but after a promising set up the story very quickly dissolves into a typical narrative of an older professor enamored with a mysterious young student who turns out to be, quite predictably, his undoing. The setting is a typical small New England college, the characters are pedestrian (the formerly successful writer turned professor, the supportive wife, the alienated daughter, the "not-as-innocent-as-she-seems" student, the man hating Über-feminist female literature professor, the gay deconstructionist who loathes books and writers, the moronic students and their terrible writing... believe me, I could go on), the writing is thankfully straightforward, which makes this a relatively quick read, though the dénouement is cringingly predictable. Throughout the novel seems more concerned with the challenges of teaching in the era of political correctness (though published in 2001 it feels very mid 90's, post Lewinsky scandal) than the actual personalities and motivations of the characters that inhabit it.<br />
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You don't need me to tell you that James Dickey's <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Deliverance-James-Dickey/dp/038531387X?ie=UTF8&tag=widgetsamazon-20&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank"><i>Deliverance</i></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=widgetsamazon-20&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=038531387X" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /> is worth reading. Though at times it feels like Dickey is pushing the dramatic tension a bit too much, and I'd be hard pressed to find proof of its true literary merit, it's a gripping read nonetheless.</div>
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This field is still relatively new to me and I'm still trying to figure out what's worth reading and what my personal preferences are. As for superhero comics it seems I'm far less tolerant of collected comics than one-shot narratives. the storylines in Doom Patrol's <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Doom-Patrol-Book-Painting-Paris/dp/1401203426?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank"><i>The Painting that Ate Paris</i></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=1401203426" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" />, for example, were brought up and resolved far too quickly and easily for my taste, which is a shame since there were some pretty interesting ideas there (e.g. the villain who only has super-powers as long as they are unimagined by others, or the brotherhood of Dada which seeks to make the world more ludicrous).<br />
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That said, <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Batman-Dark-Knight-Strikes-Again/dp/1563899299?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank">The Dark Knight Strikes Again</a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=1563899299" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /> </i>proved an even bigger disappointment, a mostly uninteresting and incomprehensible sequel to <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Batman-Knight-Returns-Frank-Miller/dp/1563893428?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank"><i>The Dark Knight Returns</i></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=1563893428" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" />. Both of these later Batman stories pale in comparison to Jeph Loeb's <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Batman-Long-Halloween-Jeph-Loeb/dp/1563894696?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank"><i>The Long Halloween</i></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=1563894696" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /> and its sequel <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Batman-Dark-Victory-Jeph-Loeb/dp/1563898683?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" style="font-style: italic;" target="_blank">Dark Victory</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-color: initial !important; border-width: initial !important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-color: initial !important; border-width: initial !important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-color: initial !important; border-width: initial !important;"><i><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=1563898683" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /></i></span>, the first is a well-constructed detective story which draws heavily (and successfully) on <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Godfather-DVD-Collection-Part-III/dp/B00003CXAA?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank"><i>The Godfather</i></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=B00003CXAA" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /> film series and the latter, though heavily dependent on the former and almost imitative of its structure, is nonetheless a good read which, unlike <i>The Dark Knight Strikes Again</i>, does not require intimate knowledge of the DC universe in order to be enjoyed or understood.</span></span></div>
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S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-22093099404454492652011-02-16T00:58:00.000-08:002011-02-16T01:06:35.809-08:00The Great Gatsby - The Video GameYou might have already heard about the new(ish) "hidden object" <a href="http://www.iplay.com/deluxe.aspx?code=119136157&Refid=Gatsby_PR">Great Gatsby video game</a>, but did you know there is also an NES video game? You can play the game, allegedly found at a garage sale, online at <a href="http://greatgatsbygame.com/">GreatGatsbyGame.Com</a>. Most people suspect this is not an authentic NES game but something made up by some Nintendo fans with too much time on their hands (actually, the website's contact page admits it's a fake created by Charlie Hoey and Pete Smith). At any rate, it's an enjoyable time-waster, with appropriately ridiculous touches such as a gold hat as the equivalent of Mario's mushrooms and Dr. Eckleburg's giant laser-shooting spectacles.<br />
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</div>S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-91638878351601794102011-01-10T12:47:00.000-08:002011-01-10T12:47:48.538-08:00Minor AnnoyancesSo every quasi-literary person I know seems to be in an uproar over <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2011/01/07/books/07huck.html?_r=1&src=me&ref=books">the attempt to bowdlerize <i>Huck Finn</i></a> by replacing every instance of the word "Nigger" with the word "Slave." I almost feel sorry for the guy for this public and collective flogging he's receiving, though admittedly it's a pretty dumb thing to do. But in fact I think the backlash says far more about the current literary culture than the initial event - SO many people are SO outraged and spend SO much time debating something SO stupid. If it hadn't been brought to such broad public attention, who would have even heard of this person, or seen this version of the book? But by now the public outcry has been so vocal it even reached the Israeli news.<br />
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I haven't heard a single voice defending this edit, even if they do express some understanding of the logic behind it. I'm not surprised everyone's flocking to criticize him, as Jean-Baptiste Clamence says in Albert Camus's <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fall-Albert-Camus/dp/0679720227?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank">The Fall</a><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0679720227" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" />, </i>there's nothing sweeter than attacking someone whose guilt is verified and agreed upon:<br />
<blockquote>The essential thing, after all, is being able to get angry with someone who has no right to talk back.</blockquote><i></i><br />
There was certainly no such uproar when Joseph Conrad's <a href="http://www.amazon.com/nigger-Narcissus-tale-sea/dp/1178094375?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank">1897 novella</a><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=1178094375" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /> was published as <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/N-word-Narcissus-Joseph-Conrad/dp/9076660115?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank">The N-word of the Narcissus</a><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=9076660115" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /></i> in 2009 (and yes, all occurrences of the word inside the book were also changed to N-word). Why? Because no one heard about the publication.<br />
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Personally, I'm more annoyed at Peter Sís, whose dreadful illustrations fill my edition of Borges's <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Imaginary-Beings-Penguin-Classics-Deluxe/dp/0143039938?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank">The Book of Imaginary Beings</a><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0143039938" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" />.</i> Seriously, who exactly decided that the great writer's compendium of fantastic creatures deserved such amateurish and childish illustrations as these:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Leveler</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Just think how much better it would have looked illustrated in the style of Albertus Seba's <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Cabinet-Natural-Curiosities-Complete-1734-1765/dp/3822847941?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank">Cabinet of Natural Curiosities</a><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=3822847941" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /></i> or Albrecht Dürer's woodcuts:</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dürer's Rhinoceros, woodcut, 1515.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Well, I'll be sure to hire a worthy illustrator when I finally have enough entries in <i><a href="http://cycloped.blogspot.com/">Cycloped</a></i> to fill a book (rather than rely on my own weak illustration / photo shopping / pilfering skills).S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-89045196092515749112010-12-09T12:08:00.000-08:002010-12-09T12:08:36.144-08:00NaNoWriMo recapThough a post summing up my NaNoWriMo experience is by now long overdue, I feel like I’ve already stated most of what I had to say on the matter in my last few posts, when it already seemed I was not going to successfully complete the task before me, and was already in an elegiac mood. I can offer the following image to sum up my successes and failures in the only field that actually counts:<br />
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So of course I’m glad I participated, and a little disappointed that I did not get to cross that finish line, but not too much. The main thing now is to find some way to keep writing with the same relish during the scattered days or hours that are available to me. Here’s hoping the (very) gradually cooling weather will find me at home and in front of the computer, writing furiously.S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-60172366515441480132010-11-23T10:59:00.000-08:002010-11-23T10:59:50.695-08:00NaNoWriMo - Day 23 - Just As I've FearedNumber of words translated today: 11,170.<br />
Number of NaNoWriMo novel words written today: 160.<br />
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</tbody></table>Oh well, there's always the weekend. Or next month. Or next year.S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-37126403301552341522010-11-22T11:56:00.000-08:002010-11-22T11:58:57.643-08:00NaNoWriMo - Day 22 - All is lost (?)There's hardly a writer, or any other user of a word processor, this has not happened to. You spend several hours writing something and then, due to some technical malfunction or human error, it's all gone. You try to restore it with every possible means at your disposal - technological, mental, spiritual, necromantic - but it is hopeless, your great burst of writing, its value heightened by its very loss, is gone forever.<br />
<div>This is exactly what happened to me last night - three hours of vigorous writing wiped out by a single moment of distraction. Then I naturally attempted to create exactly what I have written, with only partial success - the scenes are all there, but certain words and images still elude me. And of course, as I kept telling myself, if I was writing longhand or using a typewriter this could not have happened.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div>This whole ordeal naturally led me to think of my numerous literary predecessors. In a certain way, I was my own <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Person_from_Porlock">person from Porlock</a>, irretrievably disrupting the flow of words, just as that unnamed character had disrupted Coleridge's composition of <i>Kubla Khan</i>. A closer and more prosaic story involves the fate of the first volume of Thomas Carlyle's <a href="http://www.amazon.com/French-Revolution-History-Library-Classics/dp/0375760229?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" style="font-style: italic;" target="_blank">The French Revolution</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-color: initial !important; border-width: initial !important;"><i><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0375760229" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /></i></span>, which was accidentally burned by John Stuart Mill's maid, forcing Carlyle to rewrite the whole thing from scratch.</div><div>Finally, of course, the attempt to rewrite the exact same words another has written before brings to mind the Borges story <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pierre_Menard,_Author_of_the_Quixote">Pierre Menard, Author of the Quixote</a> (you may argue with me whether or not the person who wrote the first version of those lost thousand words is the same person as the one who wrote the second version; you will certainly grant me that the latter is somewhat more bitter, if none wiser).</div><div><br />
</div><div>So naturally yesterday's NaNoWriMo session did not amount to as much as it could have, and then today I was called back to a big translation project which will probably keep me very busy for the next few days or weeks, so it seems I won't reach the 50,000 word goal but, as I mentioned in my previous posts, I think this undertaking has already done a lot for this particular project and for my writing in general.</div>S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-29223728753464384592010-11-21T02:14:00.000-08:002010-11-21T02:14:37.661-08:00NaNoWriMo - Day 21 - Pinter on WritingSome words on writing from Harold Pinter's speech upon being awarded the German Shakespeare Prize (1970):<br />
<blockquote>The language used, the opinions given, the approvals and objections engendered by one's work happen in a sense outside one's actual experience of it, since the core of that experience consists in writing the stuff. I have a particular relationship with the words I put down on paper and the characters which emerge from them which no one else can share with me...</blockquote><blockquote>I believe myself that when a writer looks at the blank of the word he has not yet written, or when actors and directors arrive at a given moment on stage, there is only one proper thing that can take place at that moment, and that that thing, that gesture, that word on the page, must alone be found, and once found, scrupulously protected...</blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWqzy02msTRvVgALBki4lJN5M2Uk1eWxeJjThryODjvxhL6SFLF_iIcqQi6fln3qVIxZot9HSicFVOMLlSyaxvbpxgCyyWmgvCCGgEw_MSCQaPsjHHnKUHmamevZlNzoenIsH2hfKj8eOA/s1600/pinter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWqzy02msTRvVgALBki4lJN5M2Uk1eWxeJjThryODjvxhL6SFLF_iIcqQi6fln3qVIxZot9HSicFVOMLlSyaxvbpxgCyyWmgvCCGgEw_MSCQaPsjHHnKUHmamevZlNzoenIsH2hfKj8eOA/s320/pinter.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><blockquote>...You create the word and in a certain way the word, in finding its own life, stares you out, is obdurate, and more often than not defeats you. You create the characters and they prove to be very tough. They observe you, their writer, warily...</blockquote><blockquote>I am aware, sometimes, of an insistence in my mind. Images, characters, insisting upon being written. You can pour a drink, make a telephone call or run round the park, and sometimes succeed in suffocating them. You know they're going to make your life hell. But at other times they're unavoidable and you're compelled to try to do them some kind of justice. And while it may be hell, it's certainly for me the best kind of hell to be in.</blockquote>S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-2210120193211933842010-11-20T08:59:00.000-08:002010-11-20T08:59:47.660-08:00NaNoWriMo - Day 20 - The Present and the FutureAs far as I'm concerned NaNoWriMo has already achieved its purpose, I'm engaged with my novel on a daily basis, I've made significant progress, and I've already written a lot more than I would have written in this time if I was not participating in it. I'm still going to try to reach that 50,000 word goal, but given my current rate of about 1,500 words a day (which is actually pretty great when compared to previous successful writing streaks) and the gap between where I currently am and where I should have been by now (a pretty steady 10,000 words for the last week or so), chances are that's not going to happen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">J. M. Coetzee writing</td></tr>
</tbody></table>I assume I'll be taking a break at the end of the month and turn to reading (I've hardly read anything other than short stories and articles since the month began; Coetzee's <i>Summertime </i>is at the top of my list) for at least a couple of weeks, then return to the material and hopefully complete a first readable draft (as opposed to the pre-first, or zero draft I'm currently composing) within a few weeks. Then it's revise revise and revise until I can't stand to look at it anymore.S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-18771379211617534582010-11-19T11:16:00.000-08:002018-01-21T23:38:46.427-08:00NaNoWriMo - Day 19 - E. M. ForsterA few words from E.M. Forster about basing characters on people you know:<br />
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We all like to pretend we don’t use real people, but one does actually. I used some of my family... In no book have I got down more than the people I like, the person I think I am, and the people who irritate me. This puts me among the large body of authors who are not really novelists and have to get on as best they can with these three categories. We have not the power of observing the variety of life and describing it dispassionately. There are a few who have done this. Tolstoy was one, wasn’t he?</blockquote>
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...A useful trick is to look back upon such a person with half-closed eyes, fully describing certain characteristics. I am left with about two-thirds of a human being and can get to work. A likeness isn’t aimed at, and couldn’t be obtained, because a man’s only himself amid the particular circumstances of his life and not amid other circumstances... When all goes well, the original material soon disappears, and a character who belongs to the book and nowhere else emerges.S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-47546062914505346412010-11-18T04:22:00.000-08:002012-11-07T03:50:36.549-08:00NaNoWriMo - Day 18 - Over, Under and AroundSo turns out I was wrong. I didn't work on chapter 2 yesterday, since at some point I decided I would have to do some more research and take some more notes before I understand exactly what I want it to include and/or achieve. I did, however, make a lot of progress on chapter 3. The point, I guess, is that I have to choose my battles, and while writing will probably always be a struggle (for me, at least), sometimes when I find myself constantly avoiding a certain chapter or scene I have to recognize that it's because I'm not ready to write them just yet (this is not always easy to tell apart from my natural tendency towards procrastination).<br />
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This sort of thing has happened before, with my first novel, and often delayed me for weeks or months, due to the linear and cumulative structure of that work, which did not allow me to skip ahead and work on a different part. The novel I'm currently working on is a bit looser and "jazzier" (a term borrowed from John Gardner's <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Art-Fiction-Notes-Craft-Writers/dp/0679734031?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank">The Art of Fiction</a><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0679734031" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /></i>) so I am able to move about the various sections a little more freely.<br />
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P.S. If I wasn't doing NaNoWriMo this month I probably would have written something about Ben Greenman's article in <i>The Daily Beast</i>: <a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/blogs-and-stories/2010-11-16/original-ideas-ben-greenman-on-how-were-losing-them/?cid=topic:mainpromo6">Hey, That's My Line</a>, and perhaps somehow applied it to my writing. Maybe I'll get to it in December.S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-16042264723524550132010-11-17T12:39:00.000-08:002010-11-17T12:39:13.749-08:00NaNoWriMo - Day 17I think part of the problem in recent days had been the fact that I've been going back and forth, writing whatever scene I felt like and not really bothering to bring the whole thing together yet. while this was a good tactic to reach the almost 20,000 words I already have, I think now I should turn to putting all of these things in order and filling out the missing scenes in a more methodical manner.<br />
I think chapter 1 is pretty much the way it's going to stay until I move towards reviewing the complete draft, today it's time to tackle chapter 2.<br />
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</tbody></table><blockquote>“I did not believe political directives could be successfully applied to creative writing . . . not to poetry or fiction, which to be valid had to express as truthfully as possible the individual emotions and reactions of the writer.” - Langston Hughes</blockquote>S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-25434472716850621502010-11-16T06:46:00.000-08:002010-11-16T18:39:30.492-08:00NaNoWriMo - Day 16 - An Experiment with TimeWhere does the time go?<br />
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I'm almost 10,000 words behind where I should be so today I'm going to try something new - never-ending pressure. Once I'm done with all my errands and translation work, I'm going to keep meticulous track of my writing, reporting back to this blog every hour or so to see how I've advanced and/or wasted my time doing other stuff.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicXPhcBiSLbwymTgrLGwMvNODkEM8y7MEaoFOJWS_yStw210gmwhzUl_lkEfKwPzGWX22bEhXSf6La9e9DLjgFud_1iyFTqxEnbo77H6j7K1OEHB5F5YVlu6tPcZzyaHwoosM-QZ_N8b3E/s1600/crumbkafka2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicXPhcBiSLbwymTgrLGwMvNODkEM8y7MEaoFOJWS_yStw210gmwhzUl_lkEfKwPzGWX22bEhXSf6La9e9DLjgFud_1iyFTqxEnbo77H6j7K1OEHB5F5YVlu6tPcZzyaHwoosM-QZ_N8b3E/s1600/crumbkafka2.jpg" /></a></div><ol><li>Starting point long delayed, due to translation work and other distractions. Nevertheless, about an hour into actual writing I'm up 400 words. I think I'll move to my friendly neighborhood coffee house soon.</li>
<li>Coffee House tactic seems to be working, up 700 more words. I think I'll order another whiskey.</li>
<li>500 more words at coffee house, though I feel I'm running out of steam, perhaps time for a change of scenery. </li>
<li>Calling it a night (at 4:38 AM) after 1,700 words. At least I surpassed the 1667 word minimum. Seems this constant pressure thing isn't any more effective than regular pressure, or perhaps it should be applied on less distracted days. Tomorrow looks pretty free. Wish me luck.</li>
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</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I also feel like the novel will be much longer than 50,000 words (which would be a novella anyway, remember <a href="http://arsprosa.blogspot.com/2010/05/wordcount-from-novelettes-to-meganovels.html">this post</a>?) perhaps even longer than my previous novel (73,000 words), and it's making me think up of tactics for the future. Though reaching the 50K word count seems seems to be the right goal now, I think that at some point I'll have to stop, look back on the whole thing with a far more critical eye, and examine my notes to see how much the project has mutated since its first inception, and whether that's good or bad. For now, however, it's full speed ahead.</div>S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-12910610494948809642010-11-14T04:18:00.000-08:002010-11-14T04:18:01.981-08:00NaNoWriMo - Day 14 - "Write fast and get through it"You might consider him an unlikely source for writerly wisdom and inspiration, but Hunter S. Thompson knew how to twist and turn words (and reality) to suit his own needs, and how to crank out the pages.<br />
<blockquote>My theory for years has been to write fast and get through it. I usually write five pages a night and leave them out for my assistant to type in the morning.</blockquote><i>[asked about writers who claim they can't write under the influence of drugs or alcohol]</i><br />
<blockquote>They lie. Or maybe you've been interviewing a very narrow spectrum of writers. It's like saying, “Almost without exception women we've interviewed over the years swear that they never indulge in sodomy”—without saying that you did all your interviews in a nunnery. Did you interview Coleridge? Did you interview Poe? Or Scott Fitzgerald? Or Mark Twain? Or Fred Exley? Did Faulkner tell you that what he was drinking all the time was really iced tea, not whiskey? Please. Who the fuck do you think wrote the Book of Revelation? A bunch of stone-sober clerics?</blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiULMB-mrQ81GjLjNSTrVyJOz3Ii_pIU93H4__h2IzGx0oPDI1Q2zO1ZcnEC8sc2lArpBxcpinuQTJxCGvDS46Pat_EbqeetDwpuNREAsLHUbRQotpNyLEX-LXpn9sskeGlacPVeTJYRjMl/s1600/hst_big_sur.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiULMB-mrQ81GjLjNSTrVyJOz3Ii_pIU93H4__h2IzGx0oPDI1Q2zO1ZcnEC8sc2lArpBxcpinuQTJxCGvDS46Pat_EbqeetDwpuNREAsLHUbRQotpNyLEX-LXpn9sskeGlacPVeTJYRjMl/s320/hst_big_sur.jpg" width="301" /></a></div><i>[asked about opening lines of <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fear-Loathing-Las-Vegas-American/dp/0679785892?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank">Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas</a><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0679785892" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" />]</i><br />
<blockquote>[...] something else was written first, chronologically, but when I wrote that . . . well, there are moments . . . a lot of them happen when nothing else is going right . . . when you're being evicted from the hotel a day early in New York or you've just lost your girlfriend in Scottsdale. I know when I'm hitting it. I know when I'm on. I can usually tell because the copy's clean. [...] I never sit down and put on my white shirt and bow-tie and black business coat and think, Well, now's the time to write. I will simply get into it. [...] I'd say on a normal day I get up at noon or one. You have to feel sort of overwhelmed, I think, to start.</blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><blockquote> You've got to be able to have pages in the morning. I measure my life in pages. If I have pages at dawn, it's been a good night. There is no art until it's on paper, there is no art until it's sold. If I were a trust-fund baby, if I had any income from anything else . . . even fucking disability from a war or a pension . . . I have nothing like that, never did. So, of course, you have to get paid for your work. I envy people who don't have to . . .</blockquote>S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-43416017980806817762010-11-13T07:44:00.000-08:002010-11-13T07:44:19.991-08:00NaNoWriMo - Day 13 - Outlining<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This is what progress looks like:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHpTs5d28-oUbgo6k3AGXXELy5ixXjysM5T9aotQlkpQRBSZgWHbIEgRFwAOCYr-Yk7NikpSTkHRmiGHvhSXgrn7LtejbPaB7yicfVOX9WNoVjvoUoTjQhaN4K5-5PdwTo8G9GN93jMrnU/s1600/IMG_1709.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHpTs5d28-oUbgo6k3AGXXELy5ixXjysM5T9aotQlkpQRBSZgWHbIEgRFwAOCYr-Yk7NikpSTkHRmiGHvhSXgrn7LtejbPaB7yicfVOX9WNoVjvoUoTjQhaN4K5-5PdwTo8G9GN93jMrnU/s400/IMG_1709.jpg" width="322" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This is an outline of about 70-80% of my novel, organized with post-it notes (some cut into smaller strips) over the balcony door (they seem to stick better to glass than wood or a plain wall). I spent most of my writing time yesterday working on it, but I think it was worth it since I was able to arrange the scenes I'd already written in order, and into fewer documents, and hopefully being more aware of the narrative flow would also help its later construction. Besides, it's always good to verify that what you're writing is actually going somewhere.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">F. Scott Fitzgerald writing</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I know NaNoWriMo is all about rushing to the end, but I think it helps when you know where you're headed. Plus, an outline is not a contract, you can always change it later on to suit different needs as they arise. I also managed to write just a bit more than my suggested daily word count, so while I haven't closed the gap that had grown considerably over the week, at least I didn't expand it either.</div>S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-74881922939378416272010-11-12T05:15:00.000-08:002010-11-12T05:25:20.206-08:00NaNoWriMo - Day 12 - Damn the Torpedoes, Full Speed Ahead! (and other clichés)After a week full of distractions and abstractions, last night I was finally able to buckle down and write no less than 3,700 words. I'm still far from catching up to where I should be by now, and I'm resisting the urge to go over what I've written for fear that it'll be an awful mess, but for now I'm feeling rather optimistic about my prospects.<br />
One thing that has helped me move forward is choosing the path of least resistance. If I feel like working on a scene that comes much later in the novel than where I am - either because it requires less research, seems more fun to write, or is already sketched out - then I just work on it. This method might come back to bite me on the ass when all that's left to write are complicated and hazy scenes, but that's something for future me to worry about. There's also the possibility that I'll reach the 50,000 word goal before getting to those scenes because, though I've written more than 50 pages so far, I still feel like I'm only scratching the surface of the material I have. Maybe this book won't be as short as I thought it would be.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">John O'Hara at his desk</td></tr>
</tbody></table>In other news, I just saw <a href="http://www.mediabistro.com/galleycat/">Galleycat</a> is posting <a href="http://www.mediabistro.com/galleycat/category/nanowrimo">daily NaNoWriMo tips</a>. Many of them are only relevant to a few writers, but some are worth glancing at. On day 3, for example, they suggest using <a href="http://www.westegg.com/cliche/">cliché finder</a> to weed out hackneyed phrases from your writing. The problem with the site is that you have to do it manually, meaning you have to suspect that something is a cliché already before checking to make sure. The worst clichés, however, are the ones we use all the time and are hardly aware of. A far more useful tool would be a website or program that scans your text and points out the clichés contained therein. Come on, computer and language geeks, there's your next million dollar idea - get on it.<br />
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Clichés contained just in that last paragraph:<br />
<ul><li>in other news </li>
<li>worth glancing at </li>
<li>weed out </li>
<li>million dollar idea </li>
<li>get on it</li>
</ul>See?S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-81739039729284052602010-11-10T22:18:00.000-08:002010-11-10T22:18:49.378-08:00NaNoWriMo - Day 11 - Do Not Try to Beautify, or Even UnderstandBelow is a tiny bit of writing advice excerpted from Jorge Luis Borges's series of lectures at Harvard in 1967-68. Though he was mainly speaking about the writing poetry and short stories (and as we all know he never wrote novels), I found certain passages to be very appropriate for NaNoWriMo writers:<br />
<blockquote>When I write, I do not think of the reader (because the reader is an imaginary character), and I do not think of myself (perhaps I am an imaginary character also), but I think of what I am trying to convey and I do my best not to spoil it... When I am writing something, I try not to understand it. I do not think intelligence has much to do with the work of a writer...</blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0aWEvSfMOLi0lAi-fGXrQRSesayP3z4C12kOv9pCTzS4co033iOeRITvH4k7qliot56-3WxbVSThMJ70eITukmA5ZDLQT-yI6uYcw2kt7Ttoy_kzrCaT_INGznZiAekQfdO0KOQ7WY23A/s1600/Jorge_Luis_Borges_1963.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0aWEvSfMOLi0lAi-fGXrQRSesayP3z4C12kOv9pCTzS4co033iOeRITvH4k7qliot56-3WxbVSThMJ70eITukmA5ZDLQT-yI6uYcw2kt7Ttoy_kzrCaT_INGznZiAekQfdO0KOQ7WY23A/s320/Jorge_Luis_Borges_1963.png" width="251" /></a></div><blockquote>When I write (of course, I may not be a fair example, but merely an awful warning), I try to forget all about myself. I forget about my personal circumstances. I do not try, as I tried once, to be a “South American writer.” I merely try to convey what the dream is. And if the dream be a dim one (in my case, it usually is), I do not try to beautify it, or even to understand it.</blockquote><div style="text-align: right;">- Jorge Luis Borges, <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Craft-Verse-Charles-Norton-Lectures/dp/0674008200?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank">This Craft of Verse</a><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0674008200" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /></i></div>S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-26984307980933537192010-11-10T09:13:00.000-08:002010-11-10T09:13:03.914-08:00NaNoWriMo - Day 10 - The NaNo WebsiteI don't use the <a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/">NaNoWriMo website</a> for anything other than updating my word count and seeing my personal stats (which, I'll admit, aren't looking too great right about now). The site has a lot of other interesting and/or helpful stuff, but these all seem needless distractions from actually writing ("Oh, and blogging here isn't?" you ask, to which I respond, "Quiet, you!").<br />
Some stuff offered by the site includes details of "write ins" where writers are invited to write in bookstores and libraries (which, even if it existed in Israel, wouldn't appeal to me - see my day 2 post about writing in public - though I have admittedly been seen writing in public recently), and of course the usual forums and pep talks for writers. It seems all I really need, though, is guilt, so please be sure to continually nag me on this blog, through Twitter, or if you're a friend, on Facebook or in person.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">George Orwell Writing</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Your inspirational quote of the day:<br />
<blockquote>"All writers are vain, selfish, and lazy, and at the very bottom of their motives there lies a mystery. Writing a book is a horrible, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven on by some demon whom one can neither resist nor understand."</blockquote><div style="text-align: right;">- George Orwell, "<a href="http://www.resort.com/~prime8/Orwell/whywrite.html">Why I Write</a>" </div>S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-71691445303824308262010-11-09T07:54:00.000-08:002010-11-09T07:54:53.755-08:00NaNoWriMo - Day 9 - To Blog or not to Blog?I must admit that I've been much better at posting a daily update on this blog than meeting the suggested 1,667 daily word count toward the novel. I'm at 8,700 words today, before my daily writing session, while I should be at about 15,000 by the end of the day. As I stated on day 5, a lot can happen in a month, often in matters entirely unrelated to the writing itself, and this is exactly what happened. Nonetheless, I figure that as long as my daily requirement to finish on time remains under 2,000 words there's still hope.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Roland Barthes at his desk</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Worst case scenario, I'll add this month's bloggings to the overall word count, as footnotes, and call it Post-Modern.S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-80508602128061840372010-11-08T13:18:00.000-08:002018-01-21T23:41:12.903-08:00NaNoWriMo - Day 8 - Signs of WeaknessObligatory image of a writer at work plus an inspirational quote:<br />
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"I feel that life is divided into the horrible and the miserable. That's the two categories. The horrible are like, I don't know, terminal cases, you know, and blind people, crippled. I don't know how they get through life. It's amazing to me. And the miserable is everyone else. So you should be thankful that you're miserable, because that's very lucky, to be miserable."</blockquote>
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- Woody Allen, <a href="http://stagevu.com/video/bnpgalbbpnkj" style="font-style: italic;">Annie Hall</a> (1977)</div>
S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-56647449552265656992010-11-07T06:33:00.000-08:002010-11-07T09:40:50.088-08:00NaNoWriMo - Day 7 - "Never less than ten or twelve drafts"Some words about writing (and revising) from <a href="http://www.theparisreview.org/interviews/3059/the-art-of-fiction-no-76-raymond-carver">Raymond Carver</a>'s interview with <i>the Paris Review</i>:<br />
<blockquote>When I'm writing, I write every day. It's lovely when that's happening. One day dovetailing into the next. Sometimes I don't even know what day of the week it is. The “paddle-wheel of days,” John Ashbery has called it. When I'm not writing, like now, when I'm tied up with teaching duties as I have been the last while, it's as if I've never written a word or had any desire to write. I fall into bad habits. I stay up too late and sleep in too long. But it's okay. I've learned to be patient and to bide my time. I had to learn that a long time ago. Patience. If I believed in signs, I suppose my sign would be the sign of the turtle. I write in fits and starts. But when I'm writing, I put in a lot of hours at the desk, ten or twelve or fifteen hours at a stretch, day after day. I love that, when that's happening. Much of this work time, understand, is given over to revising and rewriting. There's not much that I like better than to take a story that I've had around the house for a while and work it over again. It's the same with the poems I write. I'm in no hurry to send something off just after I write it, and I sometimes keep it around the house for months doing this or that to it, taking this out and putting that in. It doesn't take that long to do the first draft of the story, that usually happens in one sitting, but it does take a while to do the various versions of the story. I've done as many as twenty or thirty drafts of a story. Never less than ten or twelve drafts. It's instructive, and heartening both, to look at the early drafts of great writers. I'm thinking of the photographs of galleys belonging to Tolstoy, to name one writer who loved to revise. I mean, I don't know if he loved it or not, but he did a great deal of it. He was always revising, right down to the time of page proofs. He went through and rewrote War and Peace eight times and was still making corrections in the galleys. Things like this should hearten every writer whose first drafts are dreadful, like mine are.</blockquote><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Raymond Carver writing</td></tr>
</tbody></table><blockquote>I write the first draft quickly, as I said. This is most often done in longhand. I simply fill up the pages as rapidly as I can. In some cases, there's a kind of personal shorthand, notes to myself for what I will do later when I come back to it. Some scenes I have to leave unfinished, unwritten in some cases; the scenes that will require meticulous care later. I mean all of it requires meticulous care—but some scenes I save until the second or third draft, because to do them and do them right would take too much time on the first draft. With the first draft it's a question of getting down the outline, the scaffolding of the story. Then on subsequent revisions I'll see to the rest of it. When I've finished the longhand draft I'll type a version of the story and go from there. It always looks different to me, better, of course, after it's typed up. When I'm typing the first draft, I'll begin to rewrite and add and delete a little then. The real work comes later, after I've done three or four drafts of the story. It's the same with the poems, only the poems may go through forty or fifty drafts. Donald Hall told me he sometimes writes a hundred or so drafts of his poems. Can you imagine?</blockquote>S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-75405524278367927732010-11-06T09:55:00.000-07:002010-11-06T09:59:22.797-07:00NaNoWriMo - Day 6 - NaysayersMy friend Dave (who recently published a story in the <i>Brooklyn Rail</i> about <a href="http://brooklynrail.org/2010/11/local/a-two-borough-taco-tour">Tacos</a>) was kind enough to forward me Laura Miller's <a href="http://www.salon.com/books/laura_miller/2010/11/02/nanowrimo/index.html">rant against NaNoWriMo</a> on Salon.com. The main point of Miller's article is that people should not be encouraged to write - there are already far more novels out there than anyone can read - but rather encouraged to read, since many of those already published and worthy novels go widely unread. To her the whole enterprise seems to be a pointless effort, serving nothing but the "commerce" of writing since "far more money can be made out of people who want to write novels than out of people who want to read them."<br />
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While this is true, and I agree with her assessment that unfortunately far too many of the people who wish to write novels hardly ever read novels, I think she's going after the wrong target here. NaNoWriMo does not cost the writers anything and does not encourage its participants to buy writing guides or join expensive workshops. The availability of NaNoWriMo to anyone who wishes to take part is both its defining characteristic and, in the eyes of its critics, its biggest problem. In my eyes, however, NaNoWriMo is nothing more than a tool, a simple device to kickstart my novel, and like any tool it can be used for any purpose by whoever is holding it. You can use a hammer to build a table or to bash someone's head in, but whatever you choose to do with it, it's kind of stupid to hold the hammer accountable.<br />
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I also agree with Miller's assertion that good novels would get written anyway, with or without NaNoWriMo, but if this tool is a more effective means of reaching this goal for some, what's the harm of using it?<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ralph Ellison at his desk</td></tr>
</tbody></table>What I particularly disliked about Miller's piece is the either/or approach - as if you can't read novels <i>and </i>write them, with the implication that most people shouldn't be writing at all. By a rough estimate, I think I read about 120 books while writing one novel (and at least some of those books I only read <i>because </i>I was writing the novel), and I can't think of a single worthy writer who does not believe that the foundation of writing is reading.<br />
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Overall, the piece smacks of a sort of elitism, of a "leave writing to the experts" approach, which for me also had a certain consumerist undertone - that we should applaud the purchasers of books, and all aspire to purchase more, rather than attempt to produce anything of our own, even if only for our own enjoyment or fulfillment.S.K. Azoulayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507996219511471374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7500841393462514377.post-48814756822649417552010-11-05T06:41:00.000-07:002010-11-05T09:11:59.787-07:00NaNoWriMo - Day 5 - Why this might or might not work<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Why I might successfully complete NaNoWriMo:</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><ol><li><u>I have the time</u> - November is panning out as a month of little work, which is fine since I worked so much in October I don't really have to worry about getting by. This also seems to be a month where everyone around is busy so there aren't too many social obligations. Also, I'm not dating anyone, and have sort of decided to take a break from that whole scene for a while.</li>
<li><u>So far so good</u> - 6,600 words written in the first four days, the writing's coming out relatively fluently and not too embarrassingly awful. Most importantly - the pressure to write is actually there, I feel it, I see it in those little NaNo stats and graphs, constantly challenging me with how much more I have to write to stay on schedule, to be ahead of schedule, to beat the average, and so on. </li>
<li><u>The goal is obtainable</u> - In October I dedicated 14 days (6-8 hours of work a day) to translating and churned out over 100,000 words. I won't deny writing is much harder than translating, but since I have most of the plot worked out, and only have to write half as many words in twice the time, I'm optimistic.</li>
<li><u>It's been done before</u> - Yes, everyone knows Sara Gruen's <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Water-Elephants-Novel-Sara-Gruen/dp/1565124995?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank">Water for Elephants</a><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=1565124995" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /></i> was written as part of NaNoWriMo, but that's not what I'm talking about. Hemingway wrote the first draft of <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sun-Also-Rises-Ernest-Hemingway/dp/0743297334?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank">The Sun Also Rises</a><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=shayazoulay&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0743297334" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /></i> in six weeks; Nabokov, after having the idea in his head for a long time, rushed to write <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pnin-Everymans-Library-Classics-Contemporary/dp/1400041988?ie=UTF8&tag=shayazoulay&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank">Pnin</a> </i>through the summer of 1955<i>. </i>I specifically named those two since they have additional characteristics in common with my work-in-progress, and so give me hope that I could actually breeze my way through a first draft in a relatively short period of time. </li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vladimir Nabokov writing</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Why I might not complete NaNoWriMo:<br />
<ol><li><u>It's bound to get a lot harder</u> - Right now I'm writing scenes that I've already worked out in my mind, at some point I'll reach sections that are a little less clear and encounter problems that I could not have foreseen at the start. Plus, I'm sure a certain fatigue will set in, probably next week, and the urge to go back and rewrite will only increase.</li>
<li><u>The end is not the end, it's the means</u> - Writing 50,000 words is just the start of the process, the novel itself will probably be longer, and will require editing, and additional research, so it is possible that at some point during the month I'll just decide that I've gotten as far as I can with this uncritical writing frenzy and turn to more research, or editing, or maybe even put the whole thing aside for a while to gain perspective.</li>
<li><u>A lot can happen in a month</u> - I could receive job offers I can't refuse, I could find myself suddenly busy with something involving my completed novel (I probably wouldn't mind that as much), I could fall ill, meet someone, lose my mind, regain my senses, or all of the above. All I can say is, stay tuned.</li>
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