The poetry method (and other stuff about peer review) by Derek Duggan
We’ve all
been there. You’re at a party and you’ve been introduced to someone and
everything seems to be going along nicely. Then they suddenly say – I had this dream last night… You do a
little bit of sick into your mouth, swallow it back, and fix your wide eyed
polite smile on your face as they begin to tell you about it. The only thing
that could have made it worse was if they had offered to tell you about the
dream in the form of interpretive dance. Or worse again, in verse.
Kylie
Minogue stated in an interview in 2008 that how she kept her award winning bum
in shape was by inviting people around to her house to recite poems at her. The
involuntary bum clenches that accompanied her embarrassment were so strong that
no other form of exercise was necessary. And all she had to do to insure they
would keep coming back was to tell them how good she thought their poem was.
This was apparently the trickiest part, but award winning bums don’t clench
themselves into shape, so needs must.
What is it
that stops us from simply running away when confronted with these situations?
Well, many of us will have been put into stomach ulcer inducing embarrassing
situations by friends or family when they get their kids to do a little show of
some sort while you’re over visiting. Little Mary will be marched out to murder
some song or other and you sit there and listen while willing your head not to
catch fire. The torture comes to an end and that’s when the truly mental part
starts – other friends and relatives burst into what sounds like genuine
applause and then go on to gush enthusiastically about how amazing the child
is. Several things go through your head – you wonder if the other people in the
room have witnessed the same tuneless shouting as you just have. You wonder if
perhaps the rest of the guests have shoveled a shed load of drugs into their
faces pre-party in anticipation of this very event. But mostly you just hope
that the wealth of encouragement won’t spur them on to do another fucking song.
Everyone
takes a turn at heaping praise on the child and eventually all eyes rest on
you. You have your chance to give an honest appraisal, but do you? Do you fuck!
You say it was fantastic and hope you won’t be asked to elaborate. And it’s at
that exact moment you realize where all the deluded nutters come from in the
audition phase of The X Factor, and
that you’re partly responsible.
Over time
you can develop this ability to always stack positive praise on people no
matter what the actuality of the situation is and if you get good enough at it
you can go on to writing forums and do crits for people. Remember, people may
ask for your honest opinion, but just like little Mary, they only mean that if
what you’ve got to say is for the most part positive to the point of gushing.
Any attempt to point out, even in a nice way, that the story, characters or
premise don’t hold water will have you branded a troll faster than a vindaloo and
eight pints of lager can pass through your body. The result of being branded a
troll is that you will have few, if any, people who will crit your work for you
and many of those that do will be operating on a level of spite normally
reserved for people who post positive messages about being single on facebook.
Of course,
if you play by the rules and say how wonderful everyone else is then you can
reasonably expect equally nice things to be said about you. Not only that, but
in return for posting a link to someone’s terrible book on facebook or twitter
they will have no problem posting a link to your terrible book. And don’t
forget, anyone who says that your book is anything short of excellent is a
troll and their opinion is not worth a rub of one of Jordan’s knockers.
Does this
mean that all those lovely crits you get from your virtual friends on your
writers site are worthless in any kind of literary critique sense of the word?
The short answer – Yes. The slightly longer answer – Yes, they are. The real
question is – Does it matter? It’s not doing anyone any harm and it makes you
feel good about yourself and at the end of the day whether your book is good or
not will have absolutely no bearing on how it does in the market place. So long
as you don’t believe the hype everything will be fine. Remember, you don’t want
to end up being the undiscovered writer equivalent of one of the deluded people
off the X Factor, who ends up being absolutely stunned when their manuscript is
rejected even though they’ve been told by friends that it’s a masterpiece.
OK. Is
everyone clear on that now? Good. Glad I could help.
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