Some years ago, I was lucky to take a class with Denis Johnson, who dressed like a card-shark, in flashy jackets and (unlike a card-shark) wept over sentences. He gave my class a 69-page list of writing quotes he returned to frequently. Posting it here:
Reading MFA applications right now; the most referenced writer in the cover letters, BY FAR, is the great
@carmenmmachado
(also true of applications last year).
if & when the pandemic ends, we're gonna be subjected to some inane think pieces. let's use this thread to (collectively) predict them. an example: "the pandemic: was it secretly good for humanity?"
Now I'm remembering other stuff. Such as: his wife, when she read his work, was only allowed to say one of three things about it: Elvis, Genius, or Shakespeare.
One of the most charming things about him was how much he loved self-help books like "The Artist's Way" by Julia Cameron. He woke up every morning and free-wrote 3 pages (as per Cameron's instructions) and then flushed them down the toilet (he may have invented this part).
the cozy rashomon-lite feeling of sitting down to read the 6th review of a book you will never read. is this the closest we get, textually, in modern times, to reading a serialized novel? gonna try to describe this emotion below...
the responses to this thread remind me that denis johnson was the (unspoken) consensus "great american writer" -- because he didn't (embarrassingly) bat hard for that position & because the work was full of blazing irregularities and eccentricity and leaping prose
I interviewed the polymathic
@DrSidMukherjee
about his work, his relationship with India, and his darker, Dostoevskyian moments for the anthology "Peerless Minds." Here's an excerpt in
@MumbaiMirror
:
I went to South Africa & India to write about the three corrupt Indian brothers who pulled off a soft coup in South Africa--"capturing" the highest reaches of the government, including the Presidency.
@VanityFair
When he taught the class, Denis Johnson was pretty obsessed with how writers should avoid "is" (and other "to be" formulations) as much as possible. Which, of course, was not borne out by his own work at all.
As a student at Iowa, Denis Johnson told me, he lived above the scientist who synthesized experimental psychedelics for the U of I. You can imagine how that went.
This strikes me as one of the first meta-mass-shootings, where the perpetrator is ready with a narrative about his psychosis ("sexual addiction")--as if mass shootings were now an explainable "slip-up" for a certain type of man, on par with politicians who cheat on their wives
Today, on the 10th anniversary of the BP Oil Spill,
@francescamari
uncovers an astonishing case of corruption: read the story of the Texan lawyer who helped win a $2.3B settlement for 40K Vietnamese fishermen WHO DIDN'T EXIST:
@TheAtlantic
Fascinated by how much writing progresses through subliminal "word stickiness." You use the word "back," for example, and then it reappears two sentences later in a different context, because the mind couldn't let go of it. Paragraphs are secret ladders of these sticky words.
India's most obsessive and passionate flaneur,
@thedelhiwalla
, is trying to profile 1% of Delhi's population. I decided to profile 1% of HIS life
@NewYorker
:
Daily occurrence: I email myself a file to back it up on Gmail; then, two seconds later, I see "Inbox (1)" and excitedly check to see who's emailed me.
German word for this feeling/act?
I traveled to South Africa & small-town India to understand how 3 corrupt Indian brothers pulled off a soft coup in South Africa--"capturing" the highest reaches of the government, including the President.
@VanityFair
:
I loved writing this story and am grateful to have it out in the
@NewYorker
today. Thanks to Willing Davidson for excellent edits, and to the great
@fraubux
, as always, for being my sounding board.
Some stray/leftover thoughts from the super-fun panel last night (thread):
1) Philip Roth's careerism was directed not at being published but at securing a place in posterity: more prizes & escaping cancellation before death. Dying right around Me2 was the ultimate career move.
Moderated by Bookforum editor in chief Michael Miller, writers
@xlorentzen
,
@hujane
,
@kmahaj
, and
@mervatim
will debate professionalism, self-mythology, and how to make a living—and a life—as an author today.
Attendance is free! RSVP here for the link:
he turned it into great fiction, but i wouldn't want his harrowing life. for ex., denis johnson told a story about going on a 20-day silent retreat which ended with him so panicked that he set about wrecking his life for a year (including reporting suicidally in war-torn places)
My piece on India's short-lived "golden age" of TV under Modi's rule
@nybooks
:
Special thanks to
@tupurc5
and Shazia Iqbal for their insights as I wrote this.
Very few books I have read richly reward re-reading like JM Coetzee's "Elizabeth Costello." It always makes me shudder (especially the "lesson" about "The Problem of Evil") and feel implicated.
In anticipation of our INGMAR BERGMAN’S CINEMA release next month, every Friday we’ll be premiering an essay featured in the book accompanying our box set! Stay tuned for essays by Molly Haskell, Sarinah Masukor, Fernanda Solórzano, Karan Mahajan, Alexander Chee, & Wesley Brown!
the only way i've matured as a writer: i no longer change text to garamond to convince myself it's good (mainly b/c, once you're out of your 20s, you don't think garamond is good)
Enjoying the
@TriciaLockwood
-
@laurenoyler
“internet novel” review-bouquet (though I haven’t read either book yet). Q: what were some “internet” novels BEFORE the internet? Thinking of “Herzog,” in which the character writes wild notes (=tweets/emails/comments) to public figures.
@MoiraDonegan
yep. we forget that young people still turn to books for "instruction" and not all books or authorial lives provide "good" instruction--because they are time capsules. this is not an argument against the books but against how we mythologize writers and their (often selfish) lives
love how, with each new review you read, the further you are from reading the book...as if the reviews are coalescing into an alternate reality that will smother the book itself
love meeting friends who have reviewed a book.
me: great review! sounds like an amazing book.
them: hated it.
me: oh.
a fun way to learn who is dispensing awards, MFA fellowships, racial/gender justice morality etc these days.
News = first draft of history
Twitter = first draft of daft think-piece
Movie = first draft of sequel
Novel = first draft of review of novel
and other first drafts...
"Here, I remember feeling, was a man who had dealt so little in ideas that every idea he had now struck him as a good one." This is a dream pairing of writer and subject:
@AatishTaseer
on
@ImranKhanPTI
.
@VanityFair
Distressed by the way Modi & co have been censoring and attacking streaming shows in India, but glad to have the opportunity to bring Anurag Kashyap, Nawazuddin Siddiqui, Jaideep Ahlawat, and others into the pages of the
@nybooks
:
Have improved a ton by working with magazine editors, but, in conversations with friends, have noticed a trend: the more the magazine world contracts, the more editing approaches the quality of OCD: *we can't keep the apocalypse at bay, so here--here's your 1000th edit.*
it's also a mini-experiment in how PR permeates an ecosystem...you read 5 reviews that say exactly the same thing, parroting the PR copy, and then you get one that's genuine opinion, and then everything before is cast in doubt
.
@xlorentzen
points out the "thrill of watching the critic integrate a work into his/her own framework iteratively." i'd go further: i'd read a great critic even if it was revealed that the book he/she/they were reviewing didn't exist.
nothing more satisfying than the ultra-literary book that has been hyped for months, is released, and is met by a flock of timid critics who won't call it bad. love how elliptical reviewers get to avoid saying it. like reading 'remains of the day.' i become an opinion detective.
The novel that best captures the political and social unrest of our times...was published in 1962. I wrote an essay about Doris Lessing's "The Golden Notebook" for
@nytimesbooks
:
just realized i'm the age that princess diana was when she died in 1997 (36). christ. back then, at the wise age of 13, i remember thinking: god, this is tragic, but at least she had a long, full life.
.
@SalmanRushdie
once wrote about how it felt to know that the latest film in the cinema was going to be a Fellini or a Bergman or a Kurosawa. The only thing I feel this way about are
@fotoole
's absolutely searing pieces for the
@nybooks
:
This stunning
@kathrynschulz
piece is further proof that she can write about literally anything--two separate journeys to spot a snow leopard, forty years apart, for example--and make it feel like the most urgent subject in the world:
@NewYorker
Hate how MS word slows down terribly when you cut a big chunk using Track Changes. Computers are dumb and can't hold two opposing thoughts in their heads at the same time.
In short, I want to live in a world full of extremely strong opinions about things that don't matter (books) because that is a world in which I feel safe.
i have neglected to say something important here: a lot of critics write better than the authors of the books they are reviewing. it's one reason i am addicted to reading critics -- despite mistrusting many of their opinions.
reviews are an alternative reality in which the word "boring" does not exist. another reason i never read the books: there's a high chance they're just...boring.
One point we didn't make: it is very hard, almost impossible, to "fake" or "strategize" your way into writing a good novel that people will read past the 1-year hype expiration date. In other words, it is hard to translate careerism into GOOD ART.
i read criticism because it ISN'T news, it ISN'T sociology, It ISN'T fact, it ISN'T literature, it ISN'T confession and thank God: it ISN'T a fucking book. writing about writing is the purest writing.
"With the 'Mr. Palomar' translation [Italo Calvino] developed a crush on the word 'feedback.' He kept inserting it in the text and I kept tactfully removing it." - William Weaver, Calvino's translator:
2 things i have realized during the pandemic: 1) i only wake up--because coffee. 2) my day is spent making extravagantly precise calculations about how few bodily movements i need to make to complete a given task.
Delighted to be interviewing
@sanjenasathian
tonight about her excellent debut "Gold Diggers"--loved the lively, precise, unforced prose + the hilariously accurate (but also despairing) take on achievement-fixated Indian-Americans. 7 PM EST.
@HarvardBooks