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In Week Three of the class, we began the reading presentations and talked a little about outlines.

I want to discuss as many texts as possible in the class, so I came up with a reading list of 20 books. Each student will read two books off the list, and will give an oral presentation on one book, and a written report on the other. Their task is to teach the other students what these books show us about writing.

The list:

14-Sep Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle 
14-Sep Sandra Cisneros,
The House on Mango Street 
21-Sep Sarah Bird,
The Mommy Club 
21-Sep Ernest J. Gaines,
A Lesson Before Dying
28-Sep Hunter Thompson,
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
28-Sep James Hynes,
Kings of Infinite Space
12-Oct Patti Smith,
Just Kids
12-Oct Mary Karr,
Cherry
19-Oct Patricia McConnel,
Sing Soft Sing Loud
19-Oct Tayari Jones,
Silver Sparrow
26-Oct John Graves,
Goodbye to a River
26-Oct Annie Dillard,
A Pilgrim at Tinker Creek
02-Nov Susan Collins,
The Hunger Games
02-Nov Joyce Carol Oates,
Black Water
09-Nov Lowell Mick White,
That Demon Life
09-Nov John Kennedy Toole
, A Confederacy of Dunces
16-Nov Oscar Casares,
Brownsville 
16-Nov Tiffani Yanique,
How to Escape from a Leper Colony
30-Nov Jim Harrison,
Returning to Earth
30-Nov Percival Everett,
Erasure 

It’s not a perfect list. If I’d had a few days to think it over, some
different books might have made the cut. But as it is, I think it’s useful: I have a wide range of narrative types here—novels, novellas, composite novels, memoirs—horror, history, comedy, popular page-turners. 

We began with Sandra Cisneros and Shirley Jackson. Erika Liesman and Austin Meek gave very fine presentations—informative, insightful, and enthusiastic.

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Above, Erika discussing the way Sandra Cisneros uses dialogue in The House on Mango Street. Erika also used videos of Sandra talking about her writing process....
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Above, Austin shows the creepy cover of We Have Always Lived in the Castle. Austin gave us the plot highlights from the book, and discussed the advantages of having a protagonist who is kind of...bad....
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This isn’t the first class I’ve taught where I have students write
extended narratives. When I was working on the creative part of my dissertation, I was writing a composite novel composed of three interlocking novellas. And since I was writing novellas, I thought I should perhaps teach novellas, and so I structured the prose part of my multi-genre into to creative writing class to accommodate long stories/novellas.

All the students got off to excellent starts, but then, after 15 or so pages, they stopped. They didn’t know what was supposed to happen next in their novella. The pages seemed to stretch out before them, endlessly, scarily. All of them recovered and completed their novellas, and some of them did truly fine, high-quality work, but there was a grim period there in the middle of the semester where the young writers were staring around glassy-eyed and stressed. It made me nervous—I’m sure it was worse for the students.

It occurred to me that a good outline might have prevented this
worrisome stall.  So for my current class, I mandated that students produce an outline, and made it a graded assignment. They were due this week, and were interesting in their variety and conception. Some were very detailed, others more perfunctory—all of them, I think, will give the writers something to fall back on when they get stuck (and they will get stuck).

At the same time, I tried to emphasize that outlines are not
contracts—you don’t have to stick with them forever and ever. Indeed, as your extended narrative—your novel, novella, memoir—gets written, your conception of the project will change, and new ideas, relationships, and characters will emerge. The work-in-progress is necessarily plastic. I’m going to encourage the writers to keep their outlines plastic as well, and keep them updated as their narratives progress.

Here’s Jacquelyn Asiala’s outline, done in sticky notes….
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I'm looking forward to reading everything.

Next week: more reading presentations, and the first workshops....

 
 
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I’m jetting off through blizzards and earthquakes and tornados to the AWP conference in Washington DC.  If you’re around, look me up—I’ll be appearing at the Gival Press table on Friday the 4th at 1:00pm, and that evening I’ll be reading with other Gival writers (the Gival Knights!) at the Hotel Dupont Bar, 1500 New Hampshire Ave NW, Washington, DC. 

Here's the Facebook page for the reading.

Don't worry about being cold: Love of Literature will keep us warm!

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If you're in Austin this weekend, this is what you need to do--

Take the damp, drizzly November of your soul and dry it out and cheer it up with some words at Pine Street Station, the wonderful studio of Austin artist Reji Thomas.  (That's Reji's painting Eyes to the right.)  I'll be reading with my friends, novelist John Domini and poet Alysa Hayes.

John is the author of A Tomb on the Periphery and Earthquake I.D.

Alysa's poetry has appeared in the anthology Two Southwests and in Callaloo and other journals.

(Me you know about....)

This is going to be a lot of fun--we'll be in the middle of the East Austin Studio Tour, with all kinds of activities--painting, sculpture, jewelry, music, food, fire-dancers, earthquakes, meteors--all kinds!

Please come....

400pm-630pm, November 21
Pine Street Station
1101 E 5th
Austin


 
 
And, so—after Waltfest I went to New Orleans for a reading.  Drove, right.  And I had to cross over a big-assed bridge at Lake Charles and a bigger-assed bridge at Baton Rouge.  What’s wrong with highway designers?  Why can’t they give us hovercrafts or tunnels or teleportation or something relaxing to get us across rivers?  Bridges, for all love.

I suppose I could have taken a longer way, and gone way north and crossed the Mississippi at Bemidji or someplace, though that would have been impractical.  And I still would have had to cross the Missouri on a bridge that is probably pretty big.  To be truly impractical I’d have to go up to Yellowstone, and follow the Madison down to the Missouri, then cut across North Dakota to Minnesota to cross the big river…..

But it didn’t happen.  And I tightened my grip on the steering wheel and made it across the frightening bridges to New Orleans, and gave a reading at BJ’s Bar, a fine fun place run by poet Lee Grue.  Sold some books, made some new friends, ate some good food, and then headed back to Texas across the same big-assed bridges…. 
 
 
Did a reading last night at The Twig Book Shop in San Antonio.  Had a small but enthusiastic audience who enjoyed Chapter 11 of That Demon Life--but what really struck me was the kindness and friendliness of The Twig's staff--it's the nicest bookstore in Texas--no kidding.

I was also struck by the seemingly vast numbers of vultures that were perched on light poles overlooking I-35.  I hope this isn't an indcation of an equally vast carnage along the highway, though I suppose it is....