Introduced to contemporary Inuit art by professor who had been in Alaska as a consultant for the drafting of state constitution, I was told of one artist who never did a similar piece twice. If he carved an image of a standing bear, that was it – not even a painting or print would follow in that vein.
Apart from working in a series, which feels more like developing a single long piece, I've tried to avoid any sense of getting stuck in a vein of seeming repetition. I mean, if I do another bear, it's going to be sitting or stretched out or even nursing cubs.
I have taken the thought to heart. I've wanted each of my books to be distinctly different.
Most readers, though, are different. Not just from me, but from art collectors, too. When these readers enter a bookstore, they want to know which way to head and then which shelves are most likely to produce pay dirt. In addition, publishers want to invest in sure-fire hits, even of a modest sort. Beyond that, librarians and literature teachers want to have labels to ease the handling of authors and new books.
And that's why genres proliferate.
My, how naïve I was, setting out to write fiction. What's the story? How well is it told? What's it's style?
First off, I don't read in a genre. I'm not shopping for sci fi, per se, or romance or mystery or detective or fantasy or historical of any kind or young adult or even erotica aka pornography. And bestseller status means nothing for me, a veteran of the small-press scene. Nope, I'm fishing in what's now called literary fiction, especially of the contemporary vein.
And, as I've learned, that label can be the kiss of death.
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I object to genre mostly because it leads to stale, cliché ridden cookie-cutter commodities produced for mass consumption. I find them too predictable, formulaic, and jargon-filled. A genre comes with the requisite tropes, after all.
I write and read to discover, to make sense of life as I've known it, especially, no matter how far afield that goes. Haven't I wandered across the Arctic or Sahara in some form, after all? I don't need to go into interstellar space or an alternate reality to get away from everything. In fact, I doubt I can go anywhere without taking my personal baggage along. How about you?
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As for conflict?
When Mrs. Hines, my senior-year high school English teacher, said that all fiction is based on conflict, I piped up, contrarian that I am, "Oh, no it's not!" To some degree, I've been trying to prove my case.
Nor would anything I've done fit Kurt Vonnegut's advice, "Be a sadist. No matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them – in order that the reader may see what they are made of."
There are no murders or bear attacks or invading armies in my stories. Well, maybe off somewhere in the distance. They never get personal. think most of my characters are nice folks. Daffodil Uprising and Hometown News have the most outward conflict, I'd say, while Subway Visions has almost none. The most recent revisions have added some layers of darkness but not enough to alter the overall direction.
Stepping back, though, I see something that surprises me alone these lines. Almost all of my novels are countercultural, by definition in conflict with the surrounding society. In addition, the central conflicts are usually internal or small scale. In the Secret Side of Jaya, she sees and hears things others don't. Tell me that's not a conflict. Nearly Canaan examines the consequences of times and places a promise falls short, one after another, in the characters' lives.
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Still, I have to ask if my resistance against genre or commercial publishing has really been another fatal flaw in my ambitions. Would Subway Visions been more successful if I'd recast it as fantasy, for instance?
Was it foolish of me to avoid genre?
My genre, such as it is? Experimental fiction? It fits me but does little to attract a book buyer.
How about "contemporary history," which is not an oxymoron. So much that's happened in my lifetime is ancient history to the majority of the population. My daughters listen amazed at the era – did this or that really happen? Yes, I reply, and you take it all for granted. (Or granite, as I prefer.) So much of it runs counter to the mass-media stereotypes. Yes, my focus has been counterculture, as I've encountered it.
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I do like the term genre-bending, which I've recently encountered. It's something I was already exploring in the final round of revisions, especially once Cassia went goth.
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