lorrie moore
i like thinking about lorrie moore's career
i will type about each of her books
self-help
some of these stories are very crude, but the tone and voice and whatever are very idiosyncratic, and so it is still engaging because there's the feeling that a real and interesting person is trying hard to be new and interesting and not boring
'how to become a writer,' the one published in the new york times, is the least crude, probably due to it being published in the new york times
anagrams
very depressing and funny, not as crude
i like the stories in here a lot (before the long novel part)
in the novel part the main character has an imaginary friend and an imaginary daughter
like life
my favorite book by her
'joy' and 'like life; are the two stories in here that were not previously published in literary magazines
who will run the frog hospital?
her novel about teenage girls
the grown-up sections are funny and depressing
the teenage girl sections are sort of television-y
the fat sister commits suicide by hanging herself
birds of america
the stories about feeling depressed i enjoyed
i lost interest a little when she wrote about gay midgets who go on a roadtrip to a vietnam memorial or something and one midget is blind i think
the story that everyone, rick moody and the o'henry people and best american short stories people and everyone, likes a lot is the one about cancer, which i like as much as her other stories, but not any more i don't think, but it is acceptable and respectable to like, and view as 'important,' because of it is about cancer, a real problem
conclusion
people generally like it (deem it acceptable and 'important') when problems are concrete, like cancer or immigration, but do not like it (call it self-indulgent, unimportant, and selfish) when problems are complex, like feeling sad or strange or doomed for no easily explainable reason
but why do people feel depressed?
not because of one single thing like cancer or immigration and not because of being self-indulgent or weak-minded, but because of the cumulative effect of the following, all of which are real things
so one argument could say that writing about feeling depressed, about 'nothing,' is writing about life itself while writing about cancer (or race-issues or whatever) is writing about the distraction that is sitting there, in front of life itself, distracting people, people like editors of literary magazines, people like award-givers, who forget about that list of things i listed above
because after cancer and after you resolve your cultural identity issues then there are still the other problems i listed above
(though maybe writing about cancer is being more specific, picking one thing to use to talk about it all, yes i am aware of this argument, i'm just thinking things through in this post, not saying that i'm right, not even making a point either, but probably just defending 'tea-towel' fiction)
i will type about each of her books
self-help
some of these stories are very crude, but the tone and voice and whatever are very idiosyncratic, and so it is still engaging because there's the feeling that a real and interesting person is trying hard to be new and interesting and not boring
'how to become a writer,' the one published in the new york times, is the least crude, probably due to it being published in the new york times
anagrams
very depressing and funny, not as crude
i like the stories in here a lot (before the long novel part)
in the novel part the main character has an imaginary friend and an imaginary daughter
like life
my favorite book by her
'joy' and 'like life; are the two stories in here that were not previously published in literary magazines
who will run the frog hospital?
her novel about teenage girls
the grown-up sections are funny and depressing
the teenage girl sections are sort of television-y
the fat sister commits suicide by hanging herself
birds of america
the stories about feeling depressed i enjoyed
i lost interest a little when she wrote about gay midgets who go on a roadtrip to a vietnam memorial or something and one midget is blind i think
the story that everyone, rick moody and the o'henry people and best american short stories people and everyone, likes a lot is the one about cancer, which i like as much as her other stories, but not any more i don't think, but it is acceptable and respectable to like, and view as 'important,' because of it is about cancer, a real problem
conclusion
people generally like it (deem it acceptable and 'important') when problems are concrete, like cancer or immigration, but do not like it (call it self-indulgent, unimportant, and selfish) when problems are complex, like feeling sad or strange or doomed for no easily explainable reason
but why do people feel depressed?
not because of one single thing like cancer or immigration and not because of being self-indulgent or weak-minded, but because of the cumulative effect of the following, all of which are real things
that we will all die one day, that time moves in one direction and we only get one chance to get things right, that we are conscious things and so are conscious that other people are thinking things that we will never truly understand, that we do not choose to be born and that that first event of birth is the cause to every effect of our lives, so that we probably do not have free-will, that in a world of electrons and protons and neutrons, each particle the same, we are required to arbitrarily differientiate, that... about a million more thingswhich is more universal, less simplified and maybe 'more important,' (i'm writing now from the point-of-view of people who go around saying that 'stories matter' and that 'tea-towel' fiction, stories where 'nothing happens,' is not as 'important' as 'immigration' stories or 'political' stories) than for example cancer stories or stories about being confused of your identity, if you are 'hispanic' or 'white' or 'asian' or 'asian-american'
so one argument could say that writing about feeling depressed, about 'nothing,' is writing about life itself while writing about cancer (or race-issues or whatever) is writing about the distraction that is sitting there, in front of life itself, distracting people, people like editors of literary magazines, people like award-givers, who forget about that list of things i listed above
because after cancer and after you resolve your cultural identity issues then there are still the other problems i listed above
(though maybe writing about cancer is being more specific, picking one thing to use to talk about it all, yes i am aware of this argument, i'm just thinking things through in this post, not saying that i'm right, not even making a point either, but probably just defending 'tea-towel' fiction)




7 Comments:
I have a co-worker in India who's name is Bruce Lee Hendrix. I thought that was weird and fantastic and hilarious.
I asked him if he was named after the martial arts legend, and how he got a last name like Hendrix. Nothing registered. He stared blankly and told me he had just gotten over a bout of Malaria.
I found that all a bit depressing.
I like Lorrie Moore too! Now I sort of know you!
damn, you'd love my novel, Half Empty (undiepress.com) - email me your mailing address and I'll send you a copy: undiepress@mac.com
(great site, btw, found you via mobylives. Thx -Tim)
Lorrie Moore is the best and you are right Self Help is kind of bad but kind of good too. I like the part in HOW TO BE A WRITER where she talks about how all her stories end with people getting blown up. Actually I don't know if it is definitely in that story or another one but I like that part.
I've been pretty happy lately so I haven't been writing. I think you're right about the writing-depression correlation...
Then again, I'm "writing" right now, so maybe I am depressed
In one of my writing classes, my teacher mentioned that there were several planes of writing-- one of which being the "social/political"-- but if you're writing in a shared language, it's automatically political/social, no? So whether you're writing about AIDS or your morning vomit, it's all the same, right?
(I do not vomit in the morning-- I just tried to say something random)
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I am so excited about what you said about Lorrie Moore. I feel the same way. My feelings about Lorrie Moore feel very true and important now because someone important in the world has the same ones. This weekend at a party I met a boy who tried to act like I was stupid in front of other people because I said I've never read Hunter S. Thompson. I told him, well I plan to read some Hunter S. Thompson some day, but I've been reading other things and have never gotten around to it. He started going off about how amazing Hunter S. Thompson is and his death is a conspiracy, and how dare I not realize his important contributions to journalism. I asked him what else he likes to read and he said.... Bukowski.
I said I think you need to read some female writers. Like who? He challenged me. I was drunk and all I said was "Lorrie Moore! Read Lorrie Moore!" but I know he is not going to like it, and he will not understand it, and in effect it will probably just reinforce his feelings that females are intellectually inferior. Then he asked my boyfriend what he reads and my boy said "I don't read that much" which was fine with him, and he goes, "well my girlfriend has been waiting for me in the car for awhile, I better go."
Ok, just needed to get that off my chest, because I've been worrying about it a lot lately (did I sound like an ass? should I have recommended a female writer he would like? is he going to publicly embarrass me if i see his band play somewhere, because he seems to get off on doing stuff like that? why do i care?) and nobody will probably read this. phew
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