So I'm in two minds as to whether I should move on to an MA in Creative Writing after the staggering success of the Open University BA (Eng Lit). On the one hand, it would, I'm sure, be invaluable experience. It's noticeable how many writers do have MA's these days . On the other hand, it wouldn't be cheap and it would mean several year's distraction from the actual writing of the next novel(s). I suppose the ideal would be to combine the two : to work on a novel as part of the MA. That would be genuinely lovely.
The other limiting factor is that I'd really only want to do a distance-learning degree, and there just aren't that many of those around. There are no part-time or full-time degrees in any sort of commutable distance from where I live, unless I can arrange access to a helipad. And a helicopter pilot. And a helicopter. Besides, studying from home works well for me.
So far as I can ascertain, there is currently only one distance-learning MA in Creative Writing in the UK, and that's the Lancaster University DLMA. It's very tempting. But I have a fondness for the old alma mater and I've been waiting for the elusive and semi-mythical Open University equivalent to start up to see what that's like.
The OU has many fine attributes, but keeping (ex-)students informed about what courses are coming up isn't always one of them. There are a couple of teasing allusions to the course to be found here and here. Nothing so solid as a timetable though. Don't people need to be able to make plans? The latter page suggests the MA will be starting in 2010 - so presumably this time next year. So now would be a good time to let people start expressing an interest, you might think. A blog maybe? Something? I did email Derek Neale, Lecturer in Creative Writing, a while back, but his advice was just to keep checking back on the relevant OU web page. Hey ho. You'd think the OU would be a little more engaged with modern communication technology. That's kind of their point.
Still, I love them anyway. So I dutifully do keep checking back to see what appears, and putting off any decisions until then ...
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As everyone knows, Dorian Gray is the novel with the painting in : the one that ages while its subject – Dorian – remains youthful. Only, that’s not it at all. The real point is that the miraculous portrait records Dorian’s moral corruption, not just his mere aging. The image becomes slowly uglier and crueller as Dorian sinks further and further into depravity, but he himself remains beautiful. This is a book that plays with the familiar conflation of attractiveness and goodness in literature : baddies that are ugly and deformed, heroes that are handsome. Dorian’s appearance is not a reliable indicator of his personality. He looks wonderful, but isn’t.
So this is a novel with much relevance to the modern world : Dorian could be any modern-day celebrity adored for his good looks, regardless of his true worth. Mind you, I did find myself wanting him to get away with all his various crimes and misdemeanours rather than receiving his inevitable come-uppance. I'm sure Wilde had strong sympathy for his character too. Someone should write a modern version in which the protagonist gets away with it all – because, in life, they so often do, of course. Hmmm ...
This is certainly an ambitious book. As well as being a Victorian morality tale it is, by turns, an overwrought gothic melodrama, a comedy of social manners complete with a stream of Wildean witticisms, a criticism of Victorian hypocrisy, a psyhchological study and a fantasy/magic realist book. I often wish modern writers were more ambitious like this : Wilde clearly wasn’t concerned about targeting a particular genre or market-sector. Would a modern author succeed with a manuscript like this, I wonder, or would they be encouraged to write something more "focused", something easier to fit into a marketing pigeon-hole?
It's amusing to me, also, that this book is marketed as a "classic". It's rare, of course, for a "genre" novel to be elevated to this status. I remain deeply sceptical about the notion of a canon of great works and deeply sceptical about categorizing books by genre. I found this book in the "Classics" section of my bookshop, and not, say, the "Fantasy" section. Which seems completely arbitrary to me. Who exactly are the people that decide a particular work is "a classic"?
The book sags a little occasionally and I could never quite shake the notion that Wilde would have preferred to write the story as a play rather than a novel. But still, it's a book everyone should read.
I've always been wary of "How to Write" books : the obvious danger to them is that they merely attempt to pass on a formula, rather than providing a rough map by which you can go on to make explorations of your own. The best way to learn to write is to do lots of it, of course, and to read lots of what others have written.
But I enjoyed How Fiction Works very much. It isn’t actually intended to be a guide for writers at all. It does explore the techniques writers use to conjure up effective fictional worlds but is mainly aimed at readers. Nevertheless, I think writers can take a lot from it. Whereas there will be plenty of readers who won’t want to have the magic tricks explained, the scaffolding behind the façade revealed.
Wood provides interesting insight into free indirect style and into the modern-day focus on detail and the specific, rather than the generic and universal (which the move towards free indirect style must be a part of.) There is useful discussion on how characters are constructed, and on the ways writers leave gaps in their work for readers to fill in for themselves. Wood is very good on exquisite phrasing, on the perfect metaphor or word. And inspirational on the power of good writing to let us see the world in new ways.
Elsewhere, Wood completely loses the plot – literally. Despite the book’s name there is actually almost no attention paid to story plotting. Wood, elitist that he is, states that the reliance on suspense, on plot, is a “juvenile” approach to literature. Which is nonsense, of course, and Wood surely knows it : many of the works he admires clearly have perfectly good plots. You read them at least partly to find out what happens.
The book isn’t long and is certainly readable. Its structure is a little odd in that it is broken up into numbered paragraphs within chapters, making it read more like a series of lecture notes than a continuous text. Given that Wood is a professor of Literary Criticism, I suspect this is exactly what it is, in fact. But it works well enough.
Wood certainly knows his stuff : he draws on a vast range of literature to illustrate his points. Although his sources are pretty-well exclusively canonical : the predictable great works of western literature. Again and again he reels off lists of writers’ names to illustrate his points, so much so that you soon begin to suspect he’s essentially just showing off. The furthest Wood strays from the “literary” realist mainstream is, perhaps, Kafka’s Metamorphosis and The Bible. Impressively, the entire body of speculative fiction is reduced to the single word “Wells” (i.e. H. G.) and a mention of Edgar Allan Poe (who is, thereafter, referred to nevermore.) This is a shame : Wood would have interesting things to say about how fantasy or “impossible” worlds are brought to life and made believable. Still, genre-prejudice is by no means a rare taint.
But this is a recommended book for writers (and, if they’re interested, readers) everywhere. You’ll probably find – as I did – that you already know much of what the book tells you. But the point is you might not be conscious of knowing it, or of why particular approaches work. Free indirect style, for example, is something that modern writers do instinctively, without necessarily realising they are doing it. It is always useful to know how and why these approaches have evolved.
This is certainly a book to dip into again and again. It is emphatically not a “How to Write” guide; it is more of a “How Others Have Written.” And it’s all the better for it.
newmyths.com Rejection
Tuesday, 25 August 2009
I had a rejection today from newmyths.com, but it was a good one - insofar as any rejection can be - and that's something worth mentioning. Form rejections and no-responses are common experiences for all struggling writers, of course, and an editor who takes the time to spell out why they didn't like a particular story is very refreshing.
In this case the feedback was invaluable and has already given me useful ideas on how the story can be improved. I'll certainly submit something else to newmyths in the future. Recommended.
In this case the feedback was invaluable and has already given me useful ideas on how the story can be improved. I'll certainly submit something else to newmyths in the future. Recommended.
The Glastonbury Tales
Monday, 24 August 2009
Like, I suspect, many writers, I have many more ideas for novels, short stories and poems than I actually have time to write. It can be a huge frustration, of course, but I suppose it's better than the other way round. I sometimes think someone should create a web site where writers can post their spare story ideas for others to pick up if they need the inspiration : plotswap.com, let's say, or sparestoryideas.org. At least the ideas wouldn't go to waste then. If I had the time I could do it myself. Except, of course, I'm too busy writing ...
I mention all this because of a particular idea I had over the last weekend, an idea that I won't get round to realising in the foreseeable future. Perhaps someone else will. I spent the weekend at a festival - The Green Man as it happens - and I got to thinking that the three or four days of an event like this would provide a great structure around which to weave a novel. All of human life is there. People fall in love. They argue. They get lost. They get muddy. They have wonderful or terrible experiences. They overindulge. They remember the simple pleasures in life. There is the constant threat of the elements. People are born and, sometimes, people die.
I have in mind three or four strands to the novel, each following a different lead character, each thread interwoven. There are so many possibilities : a youth alone at his or her first festival, overwhelmed by the whole experience. A fading rock-star playing to a dwindling audience. A middle-aged, respectable, straight character who is suddenly reminded of his or her youthful rebellion and unfulfilled dreams. A cynical paramedic, rescuing an endless stream of people from the same self-inflicted problems. The possibilities are endless. And at the end of the weekend, some or all of them go back to their respective real-lives, perhaps changed for good, perhaps not.
I've even thought up the name : The Glastonbury Tales. Now it just needs someone to write it ...
I mention all this because of a particular idea I had over the last weekend, an idea that I won't get round to realising in the foreseeable future. Perhaps someone else will. I spent the weekend at a festival - The Green Man as it happens - and I got to thinking that the three or four days of an event like this would provide a great structure around which to weave a novel. All of human life is there. People fall in love. They argue. They get lost. They get muddy. They have wonderful or terrible experiences. They overindulge. They remember the simple pleasures in life. There is the constant threat of the elements. People are born and, sometimes, people die.
I have in mind three or four strands to the novel, each following a different lead character, each thread interwoven. There are so many possibilities : a youth alone at his or her first festival, overwhelmed by the whole experience. A fading rock-star playing to a dwindling audience. A middle-aged, respectable, straight character who is suddenly reminded of his or her youthful rebellion and unfulfilled dreams. A cynical paramedic, rescuing an endless stream of people from the same self-inflicted problems. The possibilities are endless. And at the end of the weekend, some or all of them go back to their respective real-lives, perhaps changed for good, perhaps not.
I've even thought up the name : The Glastonbury Tales. Now it just needs someone to write it ...
Fan Mail!
Tuesday, 18 August 2009
I've never had fan mail before, but some arrived out of the blue from a reader today. Which is kind of surreal. I can't resist reproducing some of it :
Wow! I guess he's been reading through the archive of fiction and poetry on my web site. Cheered me right up!
"I read right through your archive of stories and loved every one. Inventive and playful, but with real depth - just brilliant. I'm thoroughly jealous of the way you make the fantastic elements seem so natural within their context. My personal favourite was probably 'Midnight in the Room of Clocks'. "
Wow! I guess he's been reading through the archive of fiction and poetry on my web site. Cheered me right up!
Book Review : The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde
Friday, 14 August 2009
As everyone knows, Dorian Gray is the novel with the painting in : the one that ages while its subject – Dorian – remains youthful. Only, that’s not it at all. The real point is that the miraculous portrait records Dorian’s moral corruption, not just his mere aging. The image becomes slowly uglier and crueller as Dorian sinks further and further into depravity, but he himself remains beautiful. This is a book that plays with the familiar conflation of attractiveness and goodness in literature : baddies that are ugly and deformed, heroes that are handsome. Dorian’s appearance is not a reliable indicator of his personality. He looks wonderful, but isn’t.
So this is a novel with much relevance to the modern world : Dorian could be any modern-day celebrity adored for his good looks, regardless of his true worth. Mind you, I did find myself wanting him to get away with all his various crimes and misdemeanours rather than receiving his inevitable come-uppance. I'm sure Wilde had strong sympathy for his character too. Someone should write a modern version in which the protagonist gets away with it all – because, in life, they so often do, of course. Hmmm ...
This is certainly an ambitious book. As well as being a Victorian morality tale it is, by turns, an overwrought gothic melodrama, a comedy of social manners complete with a stream of Wildean witticisms, a criticism of Victorian hypocrisy, a psyhchological study and a fantasy/magic realist book. I often wish modern writers were more ambitious like this : Wilde clearly wasn’t concerned about targeting a particular genre or market-sector. Would a modern author succeed with a manuscript like this, I wonder, or would they be encouraged to write something more "focused", something easier to fit into a marketing pigeon-hole?
It's amusing to me, also, that this book is marketed as a "classic". It's rare, of course, for a "genre" novel to be elevated to this status. I remain deeply sceptical about the notion of a canon of great works and deeply sceptical about categorizing books by genre. I found this book in the "Classics" section of my bookshop, and not, say, the "Fantasy" section. Which seems completely arbitrary to me. Who exactly are the people that decide a particular work is "a classic"?
The book sags a little occasionally and I could never quite shake the notion that Wilde would have preferred to write the story as a play rather than a novel. But still, it's a book everyone should read.
In League with The Man
Thursday, 13 August 2009
I started this blog for a number of reasons. I obviously hoped it would be of interest to other writers and I also saw it as a good way of raising my profile with (potential) readers. Having to keep it up-to-date and interesting seemed like a good discipline and I also thought it would be therapeutic : a way of letting of steam when things go horribly wrong.
But I also hoped that it might, in some small way, help to support me as a writer. Support me financially, I mean. I'm a way off this happening just yet but I'm still hopeful. What I didn't want to do, however, was to sully it with random adverts served up by a third-party like Google. So instead I've signed up to the Amazon Associate scheme.
Regular readers will be aware I occasionally post reviews on books I've read. My intention is to inform people of interesting reads they might not have come across, and also to provide a writer's perspective on those books : to perhaps highlight interesting techniques. In the past I've just posted pictures of the books' covers, but now those pictures, if clicked, will take you off to Amazon to purchase the book - or indeed anything else. A small cut of anything thus purchased then comes my way. I just thought it was only fair to mention this.
It remains to be see whether I gain anything but, well, nothing ventured. The process of setting up these clickable images is, incidentally, slightly cumbersome and annoying. It's a good example of how web sites still aren't quite joined up properly. Amazon provides the HTML to copy and Blogger lets you edit the raw page of a post to paste the HTML in. But you still have to monkey around with HTML and CSS code a little to get it all to work, which might be enough to put some people off. What we really need is a button on Blogger to fetch a suitably formatted chunk of HTML from Amazon or, conversely, a button on Amazon to generate HTML in a predefined format. If I had the time and inclination I could probably knock something up, I suppose ...
Still, it all more or less works as is. Let's see how it goes ...
But I also hoped that it might, in some small way, help to support me as a writer. Support me financially, I mean. I'm a way off this happening just yet but I'm still hopeful. What I didn't want to do, however, was to sully it with random adverts served up by a third-party like Google. So instead I've signed up to the Amazon Associate scheme.
Regular readers will be aware I occasionally post reviews on books I've read. My intention is to inform people of interesting reads they might not have come across, and also to provide a writer's perspective on those books : to perhaps highlight interesting techniques. In the past I've just posted pictures of the books' covers, but now those pictures, if clicked, will take you off to Amazon to purchase the book - or indeed anything else. A small cut of anything thus purchased then comes my way. I just thought it was only fair to mention this.
It remains to be see whether I gain anything but, well, nothing ventured. The process of setting up these clickable images is, incidentally, slightly cumbersome and annoying. It's a good example of how web sites still aren't quite joined up properly. Amazon provides the HTML to copy and Blogger lets you edit the raw page of a post to paste the HTML in. But you still have to monkey around with HTML and CSS code a little to get it all to work, which might be enough to put some people off. What we really need is a button on Blogger to fetch a suitably formatted chunk of HTML from Amazon or, conversely, a button on Amazon to generate HTML in a predefined format. If I had the time and inclination I could probably knock something up, I suppose ...
Still, it all more or less works as is. Let's see how it goes ...
Bookface
Wednesday, 12 August 2009
So I added myself to Facebook. Zahir Speculative Fiction, who published one of my stories a while back (Perfect Circles), have recently set up this page and invited their contributors to join in. So I have.
I generally don't have too much time for social networking sites, which no doubt shows my age. I've seen too many internet Next Big Things become Last Year's News. But let's see how it goes. I don't plan to devote too much time on it, but I suppose having a Facebook page could be seen as a part of maintaining a presence as a struggling writer these days.
I generally don't have too much time for social networking sites, which no doubt shows my age. I've seen too many internet Next Big Things become Last Year's News. But let's see how it goes. I don't plan to devote too much time on it, but I suppose having a Facebook page could be seen as a part of maintaining a presence as a struggling writer these days.
Book Review : How Fiction Works by James Wood
Monday, 3 August 2009
I've always been wary of "How to Write" books : the obvious danger to them is that they merely attempt to pass on a formula, rather than providing a rough map by which you can go on to make explorations of your own. The best way to learn to write is to do lots of it, of course, and to read lots of what others have written.
But I enjoyed How Fiction Works very much. It isn’t actually intended to be a guide for writers at all. It does explore the techniques writers use to conjure up effective fictional worlds but is mainly aimed at readers. Nevertheless, I think writers can take a lot from it. Whereas there will be plenty of readers who won’t want to have the magic tricks explained, the scaffolding behind the façade revealed.
Wood provides interesting insight into free indirect style and into the modern-day focus on detail and the specific, rather than the generic and universal (which the move towards free indirect style must be a part of.) There is useful discussion on how characters are constructed, and on the ways writers leave gaps in their work for readers to fill in for themselves. Wood is very good on exquisite phrasing, on the perfect metaphor or word. And inspirational on the power of good writing to let us see the world in new ways.
Elsewhere, Wood completely loses the plot – literally. Despite the book’s name there is actually almost no attention paid to story plotting. Wood, elitist that he is, states that the reliance on suspense, on plot, is a “juvenile” approach to literature. Which is nonsense, of course, and Wood surely knows it : many of the works he admires clearly have perfectly good plots. You read them at least partly to find out what happens.
The book isn’t long and is certainly readable. Its structure is a little odd in that it is broken up into numbered paragraphs within chapters, making it read more like a series of lecture notes than a continuous text. Given that Wood is a professor of Literary Criticism, I suspect this is exactly what it is, in fact. But it works well enough.
Wood certainly knows his stuff : he draws on a vast range of literature to illustrate his points. Although his sources are pretty-well exclusively canonical : the predictable great works of western literature. Again and again he reels off lists of writers’ names to illustrate his points, so much so that you soon begin to suspect he’s essentially just showing off. The furthest Wood strays from the “literary” realist mainstream is, perhaps, Kafka’s Metamorphosis and The Bible. Impressively, the entire body of speculative fiction is reduced to the single word “Wells” (i.e. H. G.) and a mention of Edgar Allan Poe (who is, thereafter, referred to nevermore.) This is a shame : Wood would have interesting things to say about how fantasy or “impossible” worlds are brought to life and made believable. Still, genre-prejudice is by no means a rare taint.
But this is a recommended book for writers (and, if they’re interested, readers) everywhere. You’ll probably find – as I did – that you already know much of what the book tells you. But the point is you might not be conscious of knowing it, or of why particular approaches work. Free indirect style, for example, is something that modern writers do instinctively, without necessarily realising they are doing it. It is always useful to know how and why these approaches have evolved.
This is certainly a book to dip into again and again. It is emphatically not a “How to Write” guide; it is more of a “How Others Have Written.” And it’s all the better for it.
Simon Kewin
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Simon is a fantasy/SF writer, the author of over 100 published short stories, quite a lot of poetry and the novels The Genehunter, Engn and the Cloven Land fantasy trilogy.
His short stories have appeared in Nature, Analog, Daily Science Fiction, BFS Horizons, Abyss & Apex and many more.
He's a member of the British Fantasy Society and Untethered Realms.
He's signed to Curiosity Quills Press for the publication of his Engn books and is also an indie author (through Stormcrow Books).
Books
Hedge Witch urban/high fantasy (Cloven Land #1) |
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Wyrm Lord urban/high fantasy (Cloven Land #2) |
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Witch King urban/high fantasy (Cloven Land #3) |
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Hyrn urban/high fantasy (Cloven Land #0) |
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The Cloven Land Trilogy The complete box set |
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The Genehunter dystopian sci/fi detective thriller |
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Engn "a steampunk Gormenghast" |
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Other Worlds fantasy and sci/fi short stories |
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Witching Hour three fantasy short stories Amazon | Kobo | Google | Nook Apple | Buy Direct |
Faces In The Shadows three ghostly short stories Amazon | Kobo | Google | Nook Apple | Buy Direct |
Remembrance Day a Möbius Station short story Amazon | Kobo | Google | Nook Apple | Buy Direct |
The Armageddon Machine a science fiction novella Amazon | Kobo | Google | Nook Apple | Free Download |
Malware a technothriller short story Amazon | Kobo | Google | Nook Apple | Buy Direct |
We, The People Of The Clouds a future Earth novella Amazon | Kobo | Google | Nook Apple | Buy Direct |
Guitar Heroes a fantasy short story Amazon | Kobo | Google | Nook Apple | Free Download |
Museum Beetles a fantasy short story Amazon | Kobo | Google | Nook Apple | Buy Direct |
Seek Alternative Route a short story Amazon | Kobo | Google | Nook Apple | Buy Direct |
Live from the Continuing Explosion a science fiction short story Amazon | Kobo | Google | Nook Apple | Free Download |
Slay Ride a Christmas Miscellany Amazon | Kobo | Google | Nook Apple | Free Download |
The Clockwork King a fantasy novella Amazon | Kobo | Nook | Google Apple | Buy Direct |
Spell Circles fantasy short stories 1999-2011 Amazon | Kobo | Nook | Google Apple | Buy Direct |
Eccentric Orbits sci/fi short stories 1999-2011 Amazon | Kobo | Nook | Google Apple | Buy Direct |
Life Cycles literary short stories 1999-2011 Amazon | Kobo | Nook | Google Apple | Buy Direct |
Perfect Circles collected short stories 1999-2011 Amazon | Kobo | Nook | Google Apple | Buy Direct |
The Publishometer
323 works + 69 reprints = 392 publications:
Full list of published books, stories and poems
| Box sets | 1 | |
| Novels | 5 | + 1 reprint |
| Short story collections | 8 | |
| Novellas/novelettes | 12 | + 6 reprints |
| Short Stories | 65 | + 36 reprints |
| Flash stories | 57 | + 16 reprints |
| Micro stories | 87 | |
| Poems | 76 | + 10 reprints |
| Audiobooks/Podcasts | 12 |
Copyright © Simon Kewin.





