The Small Hand – Susan Hill

This book should have been right up my alley. It ticked all the boxes for a satisfying read. Narrator (antiquarian book dealer) stumbles into an old neglected garden and then feels a ghostly child’s hand take hold of his, a family secret, a possibility of madness, the ramping up of the haunting mixed with the searches for rare manuscripts and a remote monastery in France. Tick, tick, tick. It’s hardly original but handled well it can make for riveting reading, think Sarah Waters’ The Little Friend, Diane Setterfield’s The Thirteenth Tale or Elizabeth Kostova’s The Historian.

So why did I find Hill’s book so dissatisfying? First and foremost it fails in its primary purpose which is to be frightening. The Small Hand just isn’t scary. I’m not sure why this is. It’s not as though Susan Hill can’t write terrifying books – The Woman in Black is deservedly recognised as one of the most chilling ghost stories ever written. I wonder if part of the problem is that the reader doesn’t empathise with the main character, the narrator – he is a rather stuffy, self-satisfied type and perhaps his retrospective reflections on his feelings of apprehension and fear distance the reader. There are too many “I shouldn’t have done that”, “if I had known”, “that was my last moment of peace”, “it  wasn’t a dream, it was real” etc.

Another problem may be the novella form. (The Small Hand is 130 pages or so long). Novellas have no sub-plots so they are of necessity a straight-forward telling, missing out on the complications a novel can provide. The Small Hand needed additional complexity to tease the reader more. As it is, the narrative is too obvious and the ending pretty lame. I also have a few quibbles with the standard of writing: repeated words, incorrect usages – a monk in the monastery in France says “for some months we are impassable” about being snowed-in in winter.

If you want an atmospheric ghost story, also in the novella form, Kate Mosse’s The Winter Ghosts is more satisfying, proving that what a novella sacrifices in terms of narrative possibility can be made up via evocative writing.

If you want to be published …

Kalinda Ashton, whose debut novel The Danger Game has caused a bit of a splash here and overseas (it’s longlisted for the Dublin IMPAC prize) made some useful remarks re writing in an interview with Stephen Romei in The Weekend Australian Review (4-5 Dec 2010).  Aspiring writers have heard if before but it is salutary to say it again, especially, as Kalinda does, in a nice pithy way:

  • If you want to be published for fame and fortune … choose another profession.
  • There are no short cuts, so be ready to experiment, fail, abandon, cut, reverse and shift point of view.
  • Get used to spending a lot of time alone, often frustrated or blocked, or approaching structural change with deep dread.
  • Find a reason to write apart from to get published or merely because you need to express yourself [such as] a genuine desire to do something, say something, question something in your work.
  • Persist, and finally
  • Do not think that being published changes everything, because it doesn’t.

The Danger Game is published by Sleepers Publishing and you can buy a copy from Readings here.

Courses a substitute for writing?

The British writer Emma Darwin on her blog This Itch of Writing muses on how creative writing courses have become a substitute for actually writing. I’ve thought this for quite a while (and myself been guilty of indulging in the drug).

The latest tempter to purvey its wares is the Faber Academy which has set up shop in Australia. It’s offering exclusive (ie competitive) short writing courses for the select few and charging accordingly. I heard a figure of $6,000 for a six month course. The classes would be small and they’d include intensive individual tuition. That’s attractive – anyone who has done a postgrad creative writing course at an Australian university knows that classes there can be very large for workshops  – sixteen to twenty or more students.

But such is the demand there’s a plethora of other short courses to choose from run through evening colleges, state writers’ centres and, increasingly, by private individuals.

Emma Darwin posits some reasons for the addiction to such courses, and for serial course attendees. These mostly boil down to getting some form of validation from others (most especially from the tutor). Writing is a lonely task and the road to publication full of ruts, potholes and fallen trees, so you either have to have an overweening belief in your own talent and ability, or Emily Dickinson-like you continue on in private pleasing yourself and some “ideal reader”. The third path is to do a course, hoping to stand out from the pack. In my opinion, creative writing courses are not there to teach writing, they don’t offer anything on the craft that you can’t get (much, much more cheaply) from one of the many creative writing primers (Stephen King’s On Writing, for example). What students want is feedback from someone whose opinion they respect. All new writers know that the only other feedback you’re likely to get is the publisher’s proforma rejection letter. (I’ve heard tell some writers get a nice note with some constructive criticism and encouragement to keep trying – hmmm)

I’m sure as Emma Darwin suggests, the feedback you get from courses could become addictive.  How much easier it is to write a few short stories, or one or two chapters, and get immediate feedback that to slog along  for years on your own with just a small flame of hope to keep you warm at night. People write for different reasons but if it’s publication that is the goal, are courses value for money? A friend of mine got a high distinction for a short story at a top creative writing uni. The lecturer said, when she gave an HD, it meant the work was publishable (brave call). The friend did the rounds of literary magazines but to no avail.

What, I wonder, do the students who are paying top dollar to the Faber Academy expect? I suppose it’s the validation of being chosen and getting in – but no one is paying THEM for their talent. Even if their dreams come true and they get a publishing contract, they are unlikely, in Australia, to make back the money they’ve forked out for the course.

It is all a vicious circle. It is true that some students who do post grad writing courses do get published out of it. Most often, they’ve done a masters and worked with a tutor/writer on their “project” for a year or two, and then been recommended to an agent. On the other hand, plenty of people get published anyway, never having done a course. The plain fact of the matter is, for an emerging writer to get published, he/she needs an entree to a publisher or agent. As is the way with our capitalist culture, paying to do an expensive course is one way to get to the very first step of the Sisyphean task of breaking into Australian literature.

On a dark and gloomy Late Night

On ABC RN’s Late Night Live (1 Dec) there was a rather subdued discussion with Henry Rosenbloom from Scribe and Mark Rubbo from Readings about the Australian book industry. They both sounded very pessimistic calling this last year one of the worst for the industry. While there was some attempt to finger the move to digital books with the drop in business, the real culprit, it appears, is the huge rise in the Australian dollar making it much, much cheaper to purchase print books online from overseas book sites (OK we’re talking Amazon).

Whereas, in the past, the postage paid on Amazon purchases somewhat evened out the price paid, now the differential is so great it is much more economic. A US or UK book is currently pretty much half the price or less of the same book published here. I can see this would depress Henry Rosenbloom as Scribe, like Text, are good at spotting quality overseas titles to publish here, and this must be an economic mainstay for them. Scribe, for example, publishes Norman Doidge’s very popular The Brain that Changes Itself. (Available as an epub, I notice, from the Dymocks website).

A smidgin of light in the gloomy atmosphere of the LNL discussion came when they let slip that Scribe and Readings were going to work on developing a site to sell ebooks. It wasn’t made clear what form this would take but they did mention value-adding on a portal the way an independent bookstore assists and directs its customers. I also like the idea (not talked about on LNL) of in-store downloads – where you could go in and browse around the print books, choose what you want and then have the genuine choice to buy an e-edition or a p-edition, and, in that scenario the bookshop would get a cut as the download hub. LNL podcast here.

More mangling with Meanjin

The Meanjin debate goes on at A Pair of Ragged Claws here including a link to a quite funny “Arrows in your backside” piece at Crikey (which, in turn, links to other articles).

I was going to add in addendum to my piece below that Overland does put its articles, short stories and poetry up on the web, so it has an online and a print presence. Jim Davidson, in a comment to Stephen Romei’s post, says that Overland is “the literary magazine with the best track record of marshalling its supporters, sees its on-line readership as a virtual community. It is fifty times larger than that reached by its print edition.”

I also note that the Sydney Morning Herald now offers a free iPad version with a print subscription and The Monthly offers a free ebook version, with either a print or online subscription. In keeping with the good old Australian pricing policy the SMH iPad version is $18 a month or $205 for the year (including “weekend” delivery of print papers). International folk can get the electronic only for $52!

Kid reads Meanjin on iPhone

There has been some controversy of late about the fate of the literary magazine, Meanjin. The fear is, that with the leaving of the editor, Sophie Cunningham, the publishers (MUP) will have the excuse to get rid of the print version and put the magazine online. There was much hue and cry about this, most notably by Peter Craven writing in The Age. He says Meanjin will “shrivel in the online desert” and “disappear into the evanescence of the internet”. The print version is necessary, he says, so “a kid might pick [it] up in a library or a punter might see [it] in a book shop”.

I, too, have a fondness for print. I was disappointed to hear the The Sleeper’s Almanac will only be available digitally from next year. But is this nostalgia? Certainly, for a writer, to be published means first and foremost to be published in print.  But can we, and should we, be trying to turn back the tide? If Meanjin, and other serious literary magazines, are supposed to be cutting-edge shouldn’t they acknowledge new forms of reading?

Let’s look at Australia’s literary magazines. There are perhaps ten or twelve well-known and well-established ones: Meanjin, Southerly, Westerly, Overland, Island, Heat, Griffith Review, Quadrant, Voiceworks, Wet Ink, Going Down Swinging and probably as many small, not so well known ones: Cut Water from Sydney, Harvest and Kill Your Darlings from Melbourne, for example.

Let’s now look at Peter Craven’s punter. At $20 to $25 a pop, your average punter might subscribe-to/buy regularly one of these magazines. It’s beyond the punter’s budget to support all of them.  Okay, our punter can go to his/her local library, but if it’s like my local library, they will only hold one of the above. This means, really, that most punters won’t read much of the new writing available in Australia. And that’s the tiny, tiny minority of people who EVER buy a literary magazine. Look in your local newsagent, are they there? Rarely. Look in your local bookshop. Do they stock them? Again, rarely.

So now we get back to the digital possibilities. I have an iPad. I would either buy an online literary magazine as an  app or iBook (at say half the print price) or I would also love to be able to purchase an essay I was interested in, or a short story, for a token amount, say $2 a go. These pieces are just the length to read on the train, or over coffee and toast in the morning. But, of course, such availability is not here yet in Australia (we are way behind the US).

I currently subscribe to Kill Your Darlings email feed from their blog and regularly get something interesting to read on email – just the right thing for my iPad. They must think such pieces whet the recipient’s appetite to buy the print version but I’m reading these articles online and would be happy to pay a certain amount to do so in a properly formated way with graphics etc. There are also online only magazines currently out there: Perilous Adventures, Cordite, Mascara, Jacket, Stylus. These are all currently free and that’s the problem, or the opportunity.

The way we read, and the way we value what we read, is changing. Those of us with ebook readers know that when we’ve purchased that copy of a new novel we want to read, the novel is just as weighty, important, absorbing, valuable (or not) as any print book we own. I will admit that I miss beautiful colour covers but with the iPad, you get a virtual wooden bookcase where the colour covers of your books reside, the way you have cover flow on your iPod.

Paper will give way to digital, eventually. Those publishers/journals that move over now, in the beginning, will be the venerable online journals of the future that have staked out their readership. Hand held devices like the Kindle and the iPad will be continually adapted to make them extremely usable for the “punters”. BTW Peter Craven, your kid stumbling across a Meanjin in a library. Yes, he/she will stumble across it, but it will be online. Libraries will still be the free gateway, but they’ll be the gateway to what’s online, just as they will increasingly make ebooks available for loan.

Ebooks – next Big Thing (but don’t tell the Australians)

Some pretty stunning ideas on ebooks from a US researcher James McQuivey. He thinks ebook sales will reach US$3 billion by 2015 (up from $966 million this year). The idea is more people will get e-reading devices, then they will buy more and more of their books digitally. (The current figure is e-reader owners buy 41% of their books digitally). At the $3 billion mark, he says, there will be a tipping point and “not only do publishers need to take digital seriously—they must make it the new default for publishing, preparing for a day in which physical book publishing is an adjunct activity that supports the digital publishing business.” Full article here.

I note that new Australian titles like the David Hicks’ book Guantanamo: My Journey and John Howard’s Lazarus Rising are now available on publication as ebooks but prices vary significantly. The Howard book you can get for $20 at Borders but it costs $33 through iBooks ($60 hardcover).

I had to laugh at Sydney Morning Herald journalist Stephen Hutcheon’s outrage at the idiosyncratically limited range of titles available as ebooks here. “The big problem with Amazon is that shopping for books – which ought to be a serendipitous experience – in fact turns out to be an exercise in frustration.” Yup, that’s what we’ve been saying for a year. “There doesn’t seem to be any pattern to why some books are available for Australian users and others aren’t.” Uh ha. As for the new iBook store, there are not enough new release titles, he says, and those that are available are expensive (when compared with US ebook prices).

Yes. We still have a long way to go. See Stephen Hutcheon’s article here.

I’ve also stumbled upon a website called Oz-E-Books which does a round-up of articles and info on ebooks in Australia.

Dog boy is PM’s favourite

I’m sure it is a bit of a surprise for everyone that Eva Hornung won the PM’s literature award for fiction for her novel about a young boy in Moscow living with a pack with dogs. I’m really pleased, though. Was it Gillard’s choice? There’s a judging panel but this choice seems idiosyncratic. A newspaper article suggested she hadn’t read the shortlist because she was going to get to some of them over summer. I’ve commented elsewhere (see Animal in Fiction piece) about the paucity of novels including animals. So, good on Eva for going there. I haven’t read Dog Boy but my partner has. He says the first third was riveting but he thought the latter part didn’t live up to the promse of the early sections. I hope Eva gets a sales lift from winning the award but I don’t know if it has the oomph of the Miles Franklin. Interestingly enough, the two previous winners of the PM were Steven Conte for The Zookeepers War and Nam Le for The Boat – both mostly overseas set. Perhaps the PM’s Award is setting itself up against the Miles Franklin with it’s Australian setting requirement. Read Dog Boy review here.

Dog Boy creates, in Romochka, a touchingly complex and credible dog boy – cunning, tender, angry, wild, strangely beautiful – as well as a wholly convincing study of how a feral dog-pack works.” – John Burnside The Guardian. Full review here.

Sweet for Sea-Hearts

Congratulations to Australian writer Margo Lanagan for winning Best Novella at the World Fantasy Awards for “Sea-Hearts”. It was announced at the World Fantasy Convention in Columbus, Ohio.

“Sea-hearts” is a heart-rending fantasy loosely based around the selkie legend and was published in the anthology X6 which  includes six novella-length speculative fiction works. It’s edited by Keith Stevenson and published by Sydney-based Coeur de Lion. More info here.

Masala mix

We’ve got the Booker, the Pulitzer, the Commonwealth, Dublin Impac, the Orange and now there is a prize for South Asian writers. The DSC prize is worth US $50,000 and is to “raise awareness of South Asian culture around the world”. It is open to works by authors of “any ethnicity from any country which predominantly features themes based on South Asian culture, politics, history, or people”. South Asia is defined as “India, Pakistan, Sri Lanka, Bangladesh, Nepal, Bhutan, Maldives and Afghanistan”. Interestingly the shortlist includes Atlas of Unknowns by Tania James, a US citizen born and bred. It’s a novel about two Indian sisters, one of whom takes up a scholarship to New York.

Strangely, or perhaps strategically, the shortlist was announced at a “prestigious gala dinner” at Globe Theatre in London. The winner, though, will be announced in India – at the DSC Jaipur Literature Festival in January 2011. DSC is an infrastructure company. See the DSC prize.