Writing Nonfiction Worthy of the
Literary Magazine: The Interview
With great pleasure, I interviewed
Amanda Bales recently. Even though I've spent some time working with
Amanda, and we've had plenty of conversations during recent months, I
was surprised at how little I knew Amanda Bales as a writer. Before
the interview, I spent a few hours reading some of her recent
publications (please see any links where available) and it really
made me question how well I knew my colleague. Our conversations
start with recaps of Umbrella Factory tasks, and they oftentimes end
with the state of affairs in the literary world. The impetus for the
following interview is a reaction to the lack of publishable
nonfiction submitted to Umbrella Factory Magazine. The supposition
is that if the editorial staff at UFM conducts interviews with
writers, principally with writers of nonfiction, the UFM nonfiction
department will grow. Since I had never conducted an interview
before, I logically started with a writer who I felt could help me
learn the process of the interview. I also chose I writer I greatly
admire.
Considerations
of Location on the Writing Process: An Interview with Amanda Bales.
May 2012.
AFI:
Thank you for participating in this interview.
Amanda:
First of all, let me just say that you are forever professional and
kind and polite and I endeavor to be more like you in such matters.
Now, let’s rock.
AFI: Typing your name in the Google
Search bar pulls up an Amanda Bales who has written across the web.
Aside from the journals you list in your bio, someone interested in
reading your work can find you at Nashville Review, Northwind,
Umbrella Factory Magazine and NAP Books. Assuming that you
will publish more and more of your work, what implications do you
think a permanent archival of the above said pieces will have on your
career? In short, are you proud of your published work now and do
you expect to be in the future?
Amanda: Typing my name into Google
brings-up a whole lotta stuff about a girl who ran track for Missouri
and was really good at it. (Brief, weird story: There was a girl in
my MFA program at UAF who ran track for Kansas, and Amanda Bales was
her arch rival. When she saw my name on the incomers list, she
thought that really fast girl from Missouri had now followed her to
Alaska and would start besting her marathon times. When I arrived,
she was more than relieved. I will never best anyone’s marathon
time.)
Now, because I am who I am, and because
life is what it is, I cannot work off of an assumption like the one
you state above. Let’s shove it aside and focus on the “in short”
part of the question: Are you proud of your published work now and do
you expect to be in the future?
If I
was not proud of what I have written, I would not submit it. I hope
with all my hope that life somehow allows me to continue writing, and
that I continue to develop as a writer, and alongside this hope is
one that wants to be recognized for my efforts in whatever way
possible.
AFI: For a moment, let's talk about
your poetry. Your poem “xylem/deployment” appears in Nashville
Review. Some tags associated with this particular publication
are “Okie Writer,” “Ireland,” and “Fairbanks, Alaska.”
In reading your bio, we know that you currently reside in Oklahoma
and that you received your MFA at the University of Alaska at
Fairbanks. Being as well traveled as you are, how much of your
travel experience translates to what you write? How much of
“xylem/deployment” was influenced by location, and was that
location of the poem's inspiration different than the location of
poet at the time of writing it?
Amanda: Oh, let’s NOT talk about my
poetry. I’m more uncomfortable discussing this than I would
be if you asked about my menstrual cycle. I can and will speak about
a specific poem, though, with that I’m okay.
So, “xylem/deployment” ….I have
no idea where the “tags” you’re discussing come from…Google?
Is this a Google thing? “Okie Writer” I guess is because I’m
from Oklahoma and write about it sometimes. I think this tag exists
because it is something my friend Brooke Sheridan uses when she talks
about me, probably because she is especially fond of my folksiness
and “Okie” manages to convey this.
Fairbanks, Alaska is where I learned
how to write, though I primarily studied fiction while I was there,
and the place itself certainly has no direct relationship to this
poem.
Ireland has nothing to do with this
poem directly, though the genesis of it can be found there.
I lived in Ireland for about half a
year and found myself writing poetry after a very long hiatus. I
guess it’s the ghost of Yates or something, I’m not sure. Anyway,
some archeologists were railing against the draining of bog lands for
agricultural use and had gotten permission to go in and salvage as
many of the preserved tree trunks as they could find.
I’ve always found the idea of what
remains after we are gone to be a compelling one, and the fact that
dendrochronologists can read a tree’s rings and tell us about
thousands of years of time is beautiful to me. It’s such a solid
thing, much more solid than a book or a poem or a statue or a
carving. Tree rings are maps of the world that extend long before us
and will continue long after us.
Anyway, I read or heard the phrase
“cellulose vessels” and thought it gorgeous. I wrote it down.
About a year later, I was at the Kenyon
Review Workshop (I call it Writer Camp) and a gorgeous (in both
physical person and soul) writer named Sejal Shah used xylem as a
metaphor for a person’s inner strength. I liked this, I wrote it
down.
Back in Oklahoma, I met quite a few
people and families affected by various wars. These were mostly bar
conversations, but I wrote down what I could. Also in Oklahoma, at my
current residence, there is a pin-oak strung with plastic seed tubes.
Song birds skirmish there. I wrote a short description one day.
Then, sometime later, I was digging
back through old journals and saw “xylem” and “cellulose
vessels” and the description of the tree, so I read as much as I
could find about xylem (like, Wikipedia reading, don’t give me a
great deal of scholarly credit here). In research I found more
gorgeous words like “cavitation” and “tracheid.” I discovered
that tracheids are like human arteries; cavitation is like an
embolism.
Take all of this, shuffle it around in
my brain somehow, and get this poem from pieces found in Ireland and
Ohio and Oklahoma.
AFI: Some of your recent fiction has
appeared in online journals, “The Caretaker” in Northwind
and “Another Kind” in Umbrella Factory Magazine. Locale,
place and space seem to be a big part of each of these stories. How
much thought goes into a story's setting? How much does a specific
locale drive the plot of a piece?
Amanda: I never really understand the
first question. The only answer possible is: a great deal. More than
I ever put into any other aspect of my life.
For the second, I would say that
location places pressure on a character, and pressure is what allows
us to explore that character, and the plot of each story is a result
of how each character handles pressure.
AFI: “Striation” seems to be the
newest publication of yours. This story comes to an emotional point
quickly, as fiction should, what was the inspiration for this story?
Was it written in a flash of divine inspiration, or was a laborious
process of revision? If the former, what was the initial spark? And
if the latter, how many edits did it take to come to the “Striation”
we read?
Amanda: Last question first: I have no
idea how many edits. I don’t keep track of things like that. Do
other writers keep track? Do people have, like, hit counters for
their work? I edit until I think it’s done. Then I put it away for
a while, then I come back and edit some more, and I repeat this for a
long time.
Also, I’m not certain Striation is a
story. I don’t know what it is. A reviewer called it a poem and I
thought, “huh, maybe.” I think it’s successful at whatever it
is, so I’m okay with not really being able to name it.
As for how it came about: This
character and her mother and the image of the small bottles of sand
throwing rainbows over everything was a very small part of a much
longer story I wrote that was received as poorly as any story I have
ever written. I think someone actually threw it on the ground during
a workshop. Other people refused to make eye-contact with me while we
discussed it. Only one person liked it, and this person LOVED it, and
this person was a poet, which told me something about the strength of
image/metaphor verses the strength of character/plot in that story.
I put it away for a while. I went back
and culled from it the language I really liked. I started to wonder
about exploring this relationship solely with the image of those
bottles and not worrying about anything else.
Then I worked on it for
who-knows-how-long.
AFI: Moving on, and perhaps staying a
moment with this notion of location, I curious about your short story
“Striation.” I have to know, where were you living when you
wrote this short-short story? The idea of faded family wealth as a
Connecticut beach house overlaid on an adventurous Colorado Rockies
bicycle trip is fabulous. Equally as fabulous is the idea of
striation, which we normal hear in terms of receding glaciers. How
much of the title is allegory?
Amanda: Hmmm….allegory….I kinda
hope not. Not a big fan of allegory, which is more a result of my
being alive in contemporary times than anything else, I know. Well,
that and being forced to read Pilgrim’s Progress several
more times than I wanted to read it (which probably would have been
zero, even though I know it is an important book and I am glad to
have read it, which is one of the many reasons I am thankful to
educators who forced me to read things I did not want to read).
I guess I’ll let other people decide
if they think of the title as allegory or not. My goals for titles
are simple. I try to express the story’s content without making a
terrible pun.
I wrote that first, terrible short
story when I was in Alaska, so it’s interesting that you think of
glaciers, but when I hear “striation” I think of sedimentary
rock, and the place I most associate with rock like this is Colorado,
where I lived for a time, and where my hikes often included gorgeous
striated rock formations. The Connecticut beach house connection was
a process of elimination. I wanted to juxtapose the rough, wild
nature of Kate and her mother’s softer, old-world self, so it
needed to be an East Coast place with a beach where some faded wealth
families haven’t been completely run-off by the glittery new-guard.
Never actually been to Connecticut, by the way, I had to survey
friends who know that world.
AFI: Have you read Colette? I'm big
fan of Colette. “Striation” reminds me of Colette's “The Other Wife” mostly because of the brevity that speaks volumes. If you
become canonized and it was “Striation” that carries your name
into American Letters, how would you accept that? You are currently
the fiction editor at Umbrella Factory Magazine, and a college
instructor. Do you think that any of your current or future students
as well as the writers who submit work to you should read
“Striation,” more than anything else written by you before taking
your class or submitting to your magazine?
Amanda: Never read Colette, though I
will certainly do so now. I thank you for the compliment.
As far as being canonized or whatever,
I really don’t think about that kind of thing. Don’t get me
wrong, I think about what I would say if I got to have lunch with
Alice Munro. I think about who I should thank on the acknowledgments
page of my first book. I am not without ego or aspiration.
But as far as who winds-up being
studied or who gets famous or whatever, I think it’s a pointless
exercise. There’s just too much beyond yourself that something like
that relies on. Too many variables. I just read the novel Stoner by John Williams. It is a heartbreaking, gorgeous book, and almost no
one talks about it, even now. But if I ever write anything on-par
with Stoner, you can call me one happy gal.
I work. I work hard. I work to the best
of my talents and abilities. This is all I can do. I am happy doing
it.
Should my students or submitters read
“Striation” and get some idea of what I like? Well, it’s always
good to read an editor’s work, but what I can produce isn’t the
limit of what I like in literature. I freaking love Calvino. No one
ever guesses how much I love Calvino. It’s pretty easy to read what
I write and guess O’Connor and Munro and Larry Brown, but this
doesn’t mean I only read and enjoy these folks. I will never write
like Calvino, but I do really, really love his work.
And, as far as Umbrella Factory
stuff goes, I’d say it’s probably a bad idea to read some small,
lyric thing like “Striation” and think that’s what we publish,
because we don’t. Umbrella Factory existed long before I
joined the work crew, and part of their long-standing mission is to
publish lengthy, fully-developed fiction. I don’t even think we
accept anything under 1,000 words.
As for my students? I would say my
students can look at that piece and see an example of what I mean
when I discuss concrete language, but I teach undergraduates,
typically freshmen and sophomores, so I would never try to impose a
kind of style on their work. Those classes are as much about
exploration and empathy and encouragement as anything else.
AFI: NAP is a wonderful publication.
They seem to have a handle on good writing and their layout is very
accessible to readers. How was your experience at NAP?
Amanda: NAP is a wonderful
publication, and my experience with them was lovely. For starters,
they CALLED to accept “Striation,” which is just about the best
thing ever. Much celebratory accordion playing ensued after that
phone call.
I think I have two things I want from a
journal: that it treats myself and my work with respect. For me, this
means answering any questions or discussing edits I might have, which
NAP did, ever-so-graciously. For my work, this means presenting the
words in a striking way and producing a good-looking journal. Again,
NAP managed this in spades. The issue is beautiful, especially in the
PDF form.
AFI: With the shift nowadays to online
formats and your involvement in online journals what do you expect
will happen with future writers/poets?
Amanda: I have no idea what will happen
in publishing. Isn’t this the big question for our time? Much more
savvy and intelligent people than I can debate this. As they do so,
I’ll be in some vaguely sketchy rent house in some place or
another, writing.
Amanda Bales hails from rural
Oklahoma and resides there once again. Her work has been nominated
for the Best New American Voices series and has appeared in
such journals as Bateau, Painted Bride Quarterly, and The
Southern Humanities Review.
Anthony ILacqua believes in the
independent press, small or large, as the best representation of
modern literature in America and the ideal place to connect well
developed readers to the best writing available.
Blog:
http://anthonyilacqua.blogspot.com
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