Here’s why I need to stop reading advice on the
internet: I’m looking into one final option for novel publication before going
solo with self-publishing. Said option requires nominal “book cover art”, so I
spent a good portion of yesterday scouring the internet for public domain
images that might fit the bill. I found myself rapidly careening down a rabbit
of hole of ever-more bizarre non-sequitur image searches, until by the end I
was frantically typing in strings of words such as “art woman rain blues sad
ink umbrella.” You see, according to the wisdom of the internet, one’s
book cover image must be simple, yet emotionally impactful. It must be
colorful, but not too colorful. It must reflect the narrative thrust of your
story, but be visually uncluttered. It must immediately draw the reader in, but
not distract. And have no doubt that your book will fail spectacularly if your cover art is not up to snuff in every
way. The end result is that I am sick of looking at images of sad women in the
rain with umbrellas, and I still don’t have any cover art.
I wasn’t going to wade in on this, but against
my better judgment, here I go: The New Yorker recently published a perfectly decent short story about two emotionally inept, communication-challenged people
who went on an awkward date, and the internet proceeded to completely lose its mind. I kept seeing
headlines about the story, and I finally felt compelled to go and read it
myself. I really don’t understand the uproar, the gist of which seems to
revolve around a lot of buzzwords like “emotional labor” and “intimate justice.”
My experience of reading the story seems to be vastly different from the
majority—unlike most of the women who are weighing in on it, I did not relate at
all to the main character, and in my estimation, the story is fairly
unremarkable. My main thoughts were, “Oh, how sad. They don’t know how to talk
to each other,” and “Cripes, this chick is an emotional limp noodle.” That’s
about it. I wouldn’t have thought twice about it had the internet’s collective
head not exploded over it.
What I did find interesting is that the story
seems to be scientifically designed to invite massive amounts of personal
projection. The main character is a classic Mary Sue, the sexual situation the
two get into is just ambiguous enough to be interpreted as non-consensual, and
the male character seems to have caused universal discomfort simply by being
mildly oafish. I find it fascinating that such an ordinary, even somewhat dull
story could spark a million think pieces in under a week. My take? The female
character was not a victim, the male character was not an ogre, both of them
were equally incompetent, and if there really is such a thing as "emotional labor," women can avoid that burden by not bloody performing it. The last time
I checked, we still had a little something called personal agency, a fact that
seems to have been forgotten of late.
On the writing front, I’ve given up on the
sonnets entirely after deleting the one I’d been working on in a fit of a rage.
I think what I need to do for a while is draw or paint or color. Sometimes
that helps loosen things up a bit on the writing front—to shut down the “thinky”
parts and get some blood flow going to the more intuitive, unconscious parts of my
brain. I have art supplies squirreled away all over the apartment for just such
occasions, and I plan to drag them out and dust them off. A little
coloring feels like just the ticket in these drab, dark Northwest days.
--Kristen
McHenry
2 comments:
This is what happens when the internet loses its mind. http://www.cbc.ca/books/author-of-cat-person-lands-7-figure-book-deal-1.4457841
As for myself, it was an okay story ... but I feel more that the author was just in the right place at the right time.
Hi, Jo-Ann! Thank you for the postcard! They always bring a smile to my face. 7 figures??? *Sigh* Well...good for her, I guess. *Stares forlornly at her own unpublished novel*. I agree, I think the timing was excellent. I don't know what else to say. I'm still having a hard time understanding why so many people related to the main character so intensely, but the people have spoken. What're you gonna do, right?
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