Ask the Editors | McSweeney’s Column Contest and Promoting Your Work

Ask the Editors | McSweeney's Column Contest and Promoting Your Work

Hi Rae– I was wondering if there is any way to get the word out that my column, “_____”, is up for the grand prize on McSweeney’s. I’d appreciate any help/ideas.

 

Dear Promoter,

Thank you for your inquiry. I do know that McSweeney‘s Column Contest is running again. Some excellent columns. My favorite is “Tractors Drive Themselves: One Man’s Return to the Farm” by Matthew James. I like James’ statement on economy and the Everyman/woman’s return to childlike status. I, for one, can commiserate. I also like his subtle humor. I’ve not read any of James’ work prior, but I will read more of it now.

Regarding your question, I get it. And I understand. I don’t blame you for asking how you might further promote your column, even though we don’t know each other. Being a writer these days is something of a promotional clusterfuck. We’ve all been there. And if I liked your column best, I’d be happy to promote it in particular. It’s a fine column, well-done in many ways, but I’m voting for the column I like best. I encourage everyone to do the same.
 
It is an ever-growing phenomena, the promotion of friends and friends’ works over others simply because of the relationship. This occurs in contests, editing, book publishing, book reviews… It has been around for a long time and continues to be around. I’ve had to turn down works at Eckleburg from good friends and acclaimed writers whose works I really wanted to want, but in the end I needed to make decisions from an objective state, as best I can manage it. It is sometimes saddening. I see this same practice in other circles. People turning personal into what should be objective and professional. In many ways, the online FB, Twitter, etc. cattle chute of promotion has usurped the craft of critical reading, critical thinking, and the simple act of writing professional reviews and critique. Daniel Mendelsohn wrote a recent and brilliant essay published at The New Yorker, titled “A Critic’s Manifesto.” I’ve introduced this to my class for discussion this week.
 

In the nineteen-seventies, when I was a teen-ager and had fantasies of growing up to be a writer, I didn’t dream of being a novelist or a poet. criticism_opt.jpgI wanted to be a critic. I thought criticism was exciting, and I found critics admirable. This was because I learned from them. Every week a copy of The New Yorker would arrive at our house on Long Island, wrapped in a brown wrapper upon which the (I thought) disingenuously modest label NEWSPAPERwas printed, and I would hijack the issue before my dad came home from work in order to continue an education that was, then, more important to me than the one I was getting in school…. By dramatizing their own thinking on the page, by revealing the basis of their judgments and letting you glimpse the mechanisms by which they exercised their (individual, personal, quirky) taste, all these critics were, necessarily, implying that you could arrive at your own, quite different judgments — that a given work could operate on your own sensibility in a different way. What I was really learning from those critics each week was how to think. How to think (we use the term so often that we barely realize what we’re saying) critically — which is to say, how to think like a critic, how to judge things for myself. To think is to make judgments based on knowledge: period.

For all criticism is based on that equation: KNOWLEDGE + TASTE = MEANINGFUL JUDGMENT. The key word here is meaningful. People who have strong reactions to a work — and most of us do — but don’t possess the wider erudition that can give an opinion heft, are not critics. (This is why a great deal of online reviewing by readers isn’t criticism proper.) Nor are those who have tremendous erudition but lack the taste or temperament that could give their judgment authority in the eyes of other people, people who are not experts. (This is why so many academic scholars are no good at reviewing for mainstream audiences.) Like any other kind of writing, criticism is a genre that one has to have a knack for, and the people who have a knack for it are those whose knowledge intersects interestingly and persuasively with their taste. In the end, the critic is someone who, when his knowledge, operated on by his taste in the presence of some new example of the genre he’s interested in — a new TV series, a movie, an opera or ballet or book — hungers to make sense of that new thing, to analyze it, interpret it, make it mean something.

Finish reading the essay at A Critic’s Manifesto…
 
Think critically and independently. I encourage everyone to vote for the column you like best regardless of who you may be friends with or who you went to school with or how much a particular contestant is pumping up votes. For those of you who are trying to promote your works, great. Have at it. It is 99% necessary evil and 1% opportunity to not only mention your own work being published but also a few of your anthology mates, etc. Good rule of thumb: reach out to your current readers, people who you know value your work; mentors or teachers with whom you had direct relationships in school; and when you can, mention the other good works in your promotions. Though some might disagree, I whole-heartedly believe in writing as a community. We may sequester ourselves often, another necessary evil of our craft, but dipping our toes into the pool time to time keeps us sane, and the acknowledgement you give other writers you value — your contemporaries, not just the acclaimed we have come to know and love — will benefit you in goodness, sociability, and a karmic sense of why we engage in an art form at all.
 
Finally, I encourage readers of McSweeney‘s to get involved. McSweeney‘s is an excellent publication many of us have come to adore and depend on for raw declarations and humor as well as excellence in craft. Eckleburg would buy McSweeney‘s an engagement ring, a big rock, if we had the money and good family background to ask for its hand, but Eckleburg is the mongrel, poor equivalent of the disavowed stepchild compared to McSweeney‘s. So we calmly bat our big eyes and eyelashes and read our beloved, basking in its humor, mission, consistent platform for not only balls out writing but excellence in craft. We love Eggar’s, we love 826DC, and we encourage our readers to read McSweeney‘s like zombies eating man flesh. So, readers, go to the site link below, read the short submissions and vote your conscience. It may be only a column contest, not the UN peace talks, but if it doesn’t mean something to writers and readers of McSweeney‘s then what the hell are we doing?

TRACTORS DRIVE THEMSELVES: ONE MAN’S RETURN TO THE FARM

by Matthew James

“…This summer, I moved back to the farm where I grew up. I am a laid-off newspaper columnist who lives in his childhood room and that should probably be embarrassing but it isn’t. Every day is bring-your-kid-to-work day and I’m the kid. I’m hitting things with hammers. I have cracks in my fingers and those cracks have motor oil stains in them. For the last dozen years I’ve been paid to think of things and type them into stories. What a gig, huh? I was paid to talk to interesting people, paid to bounce around the country, paid to hike through California, paid to fly with the Blue Angels, paid to watch college football games with 50,000 folks who considered it the highlight of their week to be doing exactly what I was doing. It was great. It felt easy. Manual labor is exhilarating in an entirely different way. It’s refreshing, creek water to the face, birthday cake at the end of an Atkins Diet….” Vote here

 
 

Ask the Editors | When Do You Know a Story Is Complete?

Keeping with the previous Ask the Editors writer question, I’m going to address another writer question. I spoke with a student last week about how one knows whether or not a story is complete. It was an excellent question and evoked from me as elusive a response as any question could. My best answer, at the time was, we don’t. Then I gave her a song and dance about “fail better” and how even the great Hemingway rewrote endings and how Scribner years later released a new edition of Hemingway’s acclaimed A Farewell to Arms.

Aside: I seem to have asides each time I mention Hemingway. I’ve been rereading Arms of late. Catherine Barkley is about as real as the word darling is to my vocabulary. There is a version of Catherine Barkley who lives in an alternative 50s New York somewhere, probably a George Plimpton slash pre-Warhol party, but damn it, I’ve never seen any one woman, or man, for that matter, who have adopted “darling” with such dogmatic principle. I have resorted to skipping most of Barkley’s lines in the novel.

After the “completion discussion,” I spent the drive home from Baltimore thinking intently on completion. I thought about how difficult this is, completion. I thought about how arrogant it seems, in principle, to even think a work is complete and actually send it to anyone because the guidance I’ve always followed is that we never know. We are always accepting a certain amount of failure each time we let a work leave our desk and let it dawdle out into the world. I will admit to having let a work go a time or two too soon. They’ve stumbled and fallen and sometimes an editor has been beautiful and taken it by the hand and me by the hand and pushed me to find the best of the work before it has gone to print or “print” online. There has been a time or two when a piece has published online, and I’ve found a typo or glaring mistake that makes me choke on my coffee, and I frantically email editor and apologize profusely about not having caught the mistake before and ask for this change and that. And then sometimes, a work goes out and I read it months or years after first publication and still feel a sense of experience. The typos and the needed fixes, if they are there, are hidden behind what I’m able to read and sense and experience in the work, and that is a good day, I think. They are rare. I am a horrible, horrible post editor of my own work. Always looking for missed typos and fixes.

On a higher level, I sometimes feel like a work has more to say. No. That’s a lie. I am always certain a work I’ve written has more to say, that I have failed it somehow. I am forever feeling incomplete as a writer. I am forever certain my stories are incomplete. It is a frustrating obsession, writing. I’ve trained myself to accept a certain level of failure with every story but it doesn’t make me feel accomplished, it makes me feel like a shit. I’m sending something less than what I know it could be out into the world. If I spent five years on a short story, it would be closer to ready. And I’ve done this a few times. But some stories, I’m ready to send out in shorter time and so as a writer I am always failing. There it is. And then sometimes some wonderful editor comes along and asks for a piece for their journal and I think, Jesus, do you not know what you’re getting yourself into? And then I panic a little because I either need to write something new or I need to finalize a piece I’ve been editing for months. Then some days I write something one day, edit it the next, and send it because I am deluded to think it works, and then it publishes. And a time or two, the “quick work” still holds up for me months or years after. This completely baffles me.

And so, I have no answer for when a work is complete. The best answer for this is the work itself. It will let you know best it can.

This could be frustrating except that I am happy to let the importance of writing be in the process of writing. I don’t know what that might mean to you. What it means to me is that finding the language of a story is as important to me as the story expressing itself to a readership. Stories have personalities and lives. I often go to Flannery O’Connor in craft, and I’ll do it again here, O’Connor’s organics of story. How the structure and necessity of story will reveal itself. It’s something of an excavation, I suspect. Maybe I’m more of an archaeologist than a writer. Maybe that’s it. Maybe I should be something else and have a better answer for completion, but I really don’t. My best answer is that the story will let you know when it’s ready. Your voice will let you know when it’s ready. Like forming a relationship with a best friend or lover, there comes a point when you know a depth and breadth of your limits and needs and that of your partner’s and you’re able to make choices for the best interests of both. Craft and stories are not so different. It is a relationship you build with your voice and with each individual story. When the lust turns to love and you are able to think about long term versus short term, you can trust that you’ll know, somehow, when your voice and your story are ready to brave more social arenas and when a story should be let go, departed, broken up with. 

On a practical level, I do have a particular vehicle towards finding completion, as imperfect as it is. I need to hear my stories. Literally. I write for not only story but also language and so the form of voice within language is extremely important to me. I didn’t know this when I first started to write. I knew nothing when I started. I was a bumbling idiot when I first started. Now, I am a bumbling idiot with some idea of what idiocy might work for me. Essentially, when I’ve written a work and have revised it then given it some time in the drawer then have come back to it, I’m ready to hear it. I will read it aloud into a mic or to a trusted reader/listener. I will often have a trusted reader/listener read it to me. Listening to one’s words in someone else’s mouth is a very quick way to determine whether or not the story and language are flowing.

My best advice is this. If you can find someone you really trust, someone who has a writing or editorial aesthetic that is your ultimate aesthetic and they read your work to you in a way that makes you not loathe yourself, makes you think, hmm, that’s a story I’m glad to have heard read to me, then you can be pretty sure the story is worth considering further. And maybe, maybe, it will complete itself. 

 


 

 

 

Ask the Editors | Story Lengths, Novel, Novella, Novelette, Short Story, Short Short Story

Ask the Editors | Story Lengths, Novel, Novella, Novelette, Short Story, Short Short Story

What constitutes a “short story”? About how many pages does it consist of in comparison to the average work? I’m writing my second book and want it to be a short story, but I’m unsure how short that should be?

Patrick

 

Hi Patrick,

My experience has been that a single short story wouldn’t be a book, but a collection of short stories makes a fantastic book. A few of my favorites are Some Sexual Success Stories: Plus Other Stories in Which God Might Choose to Appear by Diane Williams and Jesus’ Son by Denis Johnson. Regarding word count, I’ve always found the rules to differ slightly between who is speaking, but generally, I follow these breakdowns as I’ve parsed them together between various agents, editors, and genre specifications.

Novel — Over 70,000 words

Novella — 17,500 to 70,000 words

Novelette — 7,500 to 17,500 words

Short Story — 1,000 to 7,500 words

Short Short Story — Under 1,000 words

A Note on the Novel

Some editors consider anything over 40,000 or 50,000 words to be a novel, where some consider anything less than 100,000 words to not be a novel. My experience has been that agents often like to see a novel with word count above 70,000. Some agents working in particular genres often require the word count to be 80,000 and above. Basically, it’s all very subjective and can differ widely. Best to research your target markets and determine the specifics for that market. 

A Note on the Short Short Story or Flash Fiction

I’ve found the most universally accepted word count to be 1,000; however, many editors consider anything under 1,500 to be a short short story.

Best Rule of Thumb

Always research the market, publication, editors, agents, publishing houses, and determine what their specific parameters are regarding word count after you’ve completed the work. Unless you are writing for a contest prompt, which can be fun and helpful in a craft sense, best to let the word count of the work determine itself. Then look for the publication that shares the same structural parameters.