It's almost the end of July and I haven't had the chance to post here nearly as much as I had hoped. But this behavior wasn't born out of laziness; it's been a busy summer of concerts, shopping, parties, and, of course, reading. Here are a few of my favorite moments so far, in all their filtered glory.
1 // Wayyy back in June, I took home seven books for under $30 from Printer's Row Lit Fest. I've only had a chance to start The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold, and even though at 100ish pages in I'm having trouble keeping myself invested in the characters, I'm determined to finish it and as many other books from my Printer's Row loot as I can before the end of the summer.
2 // Even though I'm not a sports fan, it was exciting taking part in the Chicago madness following the Blackhawks' victory, and I could not get over the adorable helmets on the Chicago Art Institute lions.
3 // In a fit of artistic inspiration, and craving a fresh look for my bulletin board to start off the summer, I decided to collage an ode to Chicago out of cut-up city maps.
4 // I've seen few things more picturesque than the view from the high-rise apartment where I spent the 4th of July, watching countless firework shows take place all across the skyline as soon as the sun began to set.
5 // With most people away from school for the summer, I've found dozens of cozy outdoor reading nooks around my quiet campus.
6 // My favorite Creative Writing buddy Izzy and I had to buy these matching word nerd rings, if only just to use them as an excuse to model our attempts at nail art.
7 // I was hanging out at a friend's apartment when I noticed her copy of Breathless, one of my all-time favorite French films. When she offered me a second copy of the DVD that she had received as a gift, I freaked out. I'm sensing a Godard movie marathon in my future.
8 // Finally, this past weekend I had the chance to volunteer at Pitchfork on behalf of the organization I intern for. The whole festival was a blast, but MIA was easily my favorite performance.
Summer in Chicago is seriously the best. Follow more of my adventures on Instagram @elizabethshere.
Happy summer,
Elizabeth
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
My Summer According to Instagram
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Friday, July 12, 2013
The Coraline Generation, or The Book That Made Me Want to Write
A few nights ago I met one of my greatest role models.
I have been a fan of Neil Gaiman’s writing since first
reading Coraline when I was ten years
old. My memories of growing up with this
book still play like a montage in my head—I remember how I was running errands
with my aunt, wandered into a children’s bookstore, and was handed Coraline by a salesperson after I told
her I wanted something scary to read; reading the book in a matter of hours that
afternoon; my aunt buying tickets for us to hear Neil Gaiman speak during his Coraline book tour a few weeks later,
and after the Q&A, eating stale Altoids and reading brochures on summer
creative writing classes to pass the time as I waited for an hour and forty
five minutes to get my copy signed; reading the book at least five more times
over the next few years, throwing it in my backpack before school, and dropping
it in the muddy puddles on floor of the bus, the stains of which are still
visible on the pages of my warn, battered, beaten copy.
Coraline is a badass.
In the story, she travels through a mysterious door in her family’s new
flat and meets her Other Mother, a woman with black buttons for eyes who wants to
raise Coraline as her own. Coraline
escapes, but after the Other Mother kidnaps Coraline’s real parents in order to
lure her back, she returns to her alternate universe to rescue her
parents. Coraline dreams of being an
explorer; she scavenges through overgrown gardens and abandoned theatres, is stalked
by rat circuses and left to spend the night in a closet haunted by the spirits
of the Other Mother’s former victims, and outsmarts every monster by the end of
the book. What ultimately made me fall
in love with the book was its message that children are capable of more than
they’re given credit for; even just the fact that the story is so scary
compared to other children’s books proves that stories don’t need to be dumbed
down for children. Reading it, I felt
like I was being taken seriously, like I was being treated like an adult, which
at ten years old, is all a child really wants.
I read everything I could find by Neil Gaiman over the
next several years. But even as I grew
up, I always came back to Coraline,
and everything it had taught me about the power of books. I began taking creative writing classes, and
decided I wanted to learn the craft of fiction writing for myself, so I could
someday create art that I hoped would affect readers in the same way Coraline had affected me. So when I saw that Neil Gaiman would be doing
his final tour for his newest novel, The
Ocean at the End of the Lane, in Chicago at the Music Box Theater on July 9th,
nearly ten years after I’d met him in Minneapolis, I knew I had to go.
I was counting down the days until the signing, when I
saw an interview with Neil Gaiman online titled The Book That Made Me Want to
Write. In it, he begins talking about a
signing recently held in Cambridge, and says, “I found myself meeting a lot of
really really nice young ladies… who were incredibly keen to see me. And they were, you know, 19-21 years old… and
I realized that this was the Coraline
generation.” When I saw this video, I
almost screamed. Not only are there
other girls out there who have been affected by Coraline in the same way as myself, Neil Gaiman is aware of these
girls. The thought of a “Coraline generation” is inspired, it
proves the affect a really good book can have on a child, even years into the
future.
The reading at The Music Box was perfect, as expected, but
the most memorable part of the night for me was when I made it to the front of
the line to have my book signed.
I had brought my beat-up copy of Coraline and showed it to Neil Gaiman, explaining that I’d met him
about ten years ago. “I’m studying
creative writing now,” I told him, “and I consider this the book that made me
want to write.”
He reached out and took my hand, looked into my eyes and
said, “Thank you for telling me that.”
Then, glancing at the rat drawing he’d made ten years ago, sketched a
second rat in my copy of The Ocean at the
End of the Lane. “There,” he said,
“now this is the only copy of Ocean
with a Coraline rat.”
There are dozens of people I admire and would love to
meet, and this isn’t the first time I’ve pledged my admiration in shaking,
broken sentences to an author at a signing.
But as I was leaving the Music Box that night, I realized that there was
no other author who had had the same lifelong impact on me as Neil Gaiman. I will always be a part of the Coraline generation.
These are only some of the Neil Gaiman books I own; back in Minnesota, I have Good Omens, Sandman Volumes I and II, The Day I Swapped My Dad for Two Goldfish, The Wolves in the Walls, Fragile Things, and two books on the making of Mirrormask.
Read On,
Elizabeth
Read On,
Elizabeth
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Currently Reading: Short Stories
It’s a little embarrassing that I’m told to write short
stories in almost all of my fiction writing classes, yet I rarely read short
stories that aren’t homework assignments.
With this in mind, I decided to pick up a few collections by authors I
admired. What surprised me most (but
probably shouldn’t have surprised me at all) about reading these collections
was how many trends and reoccurring themes I found in each author’s work. Even though I might have at first thought,
“Really? You’re using that same trick again?” as I was reading, I ended up
really appreciating how much I was able to learn about each writer’s distinct
voice. Anyway, I decided to share what I
loved about each of these collections below.
Self-Help by Lorrie Moore – Lorrie
Moore is able to get her readers deep inside the heads of her characters,
oftentimes by writing in the second person, so that by the time I finish one of
her stories and take a step back I’m surprised to realize that I would probably
hate these characters in real life. She
writes about everyday people and events, but with enough details that their
worlds always feel colorful and tragically deep. I loved her novel Anagrams as well and will definitely try to read more of her
work. (I also really want to mention
that there’s an episode of Gossip Girl
where Blair tries to get Lorrie Moore invited to a party to impress the editor
of a magazine, and as I was watching it I freaked out thinking Lorrie Moore
might cameo. She didn’t.)
Reasons to Live by Amy Hempel – I
first heard about this book from my high school writing teacher who liked to
talk about how much fun this book was to read in public due to its
self-help-style cover, making it ironic that I read it back-to-back with Lorrie
Moore’s collection. Even though I
avoided the comments of, “there, there, don’t jump,” he claimed strangers would
make on the train, I loved reading the collection that included one of my all-time
favorite short stories, “In the Cemetery Where Al Jolson is Buried.” Even though I didn’t totally understand every
story in this book, many of the stories contained such beautiful, thought-provoking
passages that I often found myself going back a few pages just to re-read them. There aren’t many characters in her stories,
and hardly any dialogue, and I was immediately impressed that any author could
pull off this much self-reflection without it feeling at all amateur.
St. Lucy’s Home for Girls Raised by Wolves
by Karen Russell – Karen Russell’s novel Swamplandia! was one of those books I initially had mixed feelings
toward, but haven’t been able to stop thinking about since I read it over a
year ago, so when a friend told me that the novel was actually inspired by the
short story, “Ava Wrestles the Alligator” that starts off this collection, I
knew I had to read it. She pulls off
magical realism perfectly, writing stories that remain in the realm of reality
but always feel just a little off. Most
of her stories contain adolescent main characters, but wouldn’t at all fall
under the genre of YA, allowing adult readers the chance to reflect on the
mysterious, fantastical, often twisted ways young people see the world. Considering how much success Russell has
already had at only 31 years old, I’m looking forward to the amazing work this
writer is bound to produce in the future.
I think I’ll take a break from short story collections
for a while, but I already know Tenth of
December by George Saunders is next on my list. For now, these collections have given me
plenty of inspiration to continue working on some short stories of my own.
Read on,
Elizabeth
Read on,
Elizabeth
Monday, July 8, 2013
New Lit Mags: The Pros and Cons
There’s a scene in the first season of HBO’s Girls that often gets forgotten among
the much more GIF-able quotes from the show.
In this scene, Jessa meets up with an ex-boyfriend, who begins to brag
about his new, older girlfriend. “She’s
a publisher,” he says, “She has a small press.” To this, Jessa instantly replies,
“Have you ever looked into that? She
could just be running off copies at Kinko’s, and saying she has a press, but
who’s to say that she actually has one?”
I love this quote because Jessa is actually touching on a
fascinating trend in the contemporary literary world. With the rise in online- and self-publishing,
several people do claim to be published authors, when in reality, they’re
working with nothing more than a printer or a WordPress site. And one of the most common places I’ve
noticed that writers are finding to quickly publish their work is through small
online literary magazines, dozens of which pop up every week.
As someone who loves the idea of DIY and underground art,
I think it’s amazing that nowadays anyone can get their work out into the
world. But not everyone shares this
view, especially when taking into account the many potential issues that can come
along with submitting to just any online magazine. Brandon Tietz’s column, "Author Beware: New Lit Mags," gives
a cynical heads-up to writers looking to submit to a new lit mag. As Tietz writes, “here’s the reality: anyone
can register a domain and designate it as a lit mag. Anyone.” So in many cases,
the editors actually have no experience or credibility in the literary world. In addition, he goes mention how “a large
percentage of new businesses fail within the first year, and lit mags are no
different,” meaning submitting to one of these mags could easily be a wasted
effort.
There are other potential issues that can arise when
submitting to just any magazine too. Victoria Strauss's blog post, titled "Submission Guidelines to Beware of: Midwest Literary Magazine," points out a few more red flags to watch out for, including
publications with anonymous editors (giving them no credibility), and
publications who claim the right to publish work at any time in the future, with
or without the author’s input. In extreme
cases, publications may even ask for copyrights to the piece, or could eventually
make money off of it without ever compensating the author.
Yet despite the potential dangers that come
along with sharing one’s work with the world, there’s something very cool about
submitting to a brand new lit mag as well.
Creating, supporting, and submitting to small lit mags can be a great
way for writers to network and take part in a community, assuming they’re still
maintaining ownership of their writing, even while accepting that they may not
receive any major recognition or compensation in return. After all, every project has to start
somewhere, and there’s nothing to say a certain publication won’t one day lead
to literary success.
My personal rules for submitting are that I’m not
comfortable sending my writing anywhere that doesn’t grant me full rights to my
work, anywhere where I don’t either know the editors personally or know them to
be qualified, or anywhere that asks me to pay to submit. These are some of the biggest issues I’ve
come across while exploring the lit mag world, and I’m only just learning the
ropes myself. However, I think it’s
important for every writer to acknowledge these potential dangers, in order to
start to develop their own personal set of rules when it comes to submitting.
Write on,
Elizabeth
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Sunday, July 7, 2013
In Defense of Print Books
As
e-books and e-readers continue to rise in popularity, I’ve noticed comments on
the death of print slowly shift from outrage to halfhearted acceptance, as if
this next step in literature is totally inevitable. However, I refuse to accept that print books
will one day be a thing of the past, to the point where I wrote my final
research paper on the subject for my Freshman Rhetoric class. Now, looking back over my notes, I can’t help
but smile at the dozens of reasons I was able to collect in support of the
survival of traditional books. Maybe
they won’t be around forever and ever, but here are a few reasons why they also
won’t be dying out anytime soon.
First of
all, readers like the physical look and feel of books. Traditional book pages can be flipped through,
corners can be folded over, notes can be written in margins, and back covers can
be dramatically slammed shut. Everyone
loves that old book smell, not to mention the look of a dozen colorful bindings
stacked on nightstands and bookshelves. Sliding
a finger across a single e-book’s touch screen is hardly the same experience as
cracking the binding of a new volume.
Readers
also love the experience of vising bookstores.
Even when setting out for the bookstore with a single title in mind,
almost everyone ends up wandering, browsing, and exploring the shelves before making
a final decision. It’s fun to hear about
new releases and recommendations from the salespeople at bookstores, who are
almost guaranteed to be book lovers themselves.
And the rise in technology is only causing booksellers to become more creative
with their services: many bookstores host events such as signings and book
clubs, or develop unique gimmicks for their bookstore that only further cultivate
the reading community. My favorite bookstore
from home has pets, including birds, rats, fish, a tarantula, cats, and even a
chicken that freely wanders the store.
Finally, the rise in technology doesn’t automatically mean the death of print books. TV didn’t kill radio. And in many cases, new technology has improved the sales of books. In addition to using blogs, web sites, and social media to promote and sell new books, publishers and booksellers can track orders, allowing them to only print and order as many books as would sell. In the past, publishers would be forced to go to such extremes as burning entire warehouses of books because there was no efficient way of keeping track of sales. As someone who loves both print books and technology equally, I for one am fully convinced that these two forms of media can co-exist.
Finally, the rise in technology doesn’t automatically mean the death of print books. TV didn’t kill radio. And in many cases, new technology has improved the sales of books. In addition to using blogs, web sites, and social media to promote and sell new books, publishers and booksellers can track orders, allowing them to only print and order as many books as would sell. In the past, publishers would be forced to go to such extremes as burning entire warehouses of books because there was no efficient way of keeping track of sales. As someone who loves both print books and technology equally, I for one am fully convinced that these two forms of media can co-exist.
Saturday, July 6, 2013
Introductions
Reading and writing are often seen as solitary acts, in constant
clash with the energy and excitement of city life. But when I chose to
move from my comfortable Minnesota suburb to pursue creative writing in
Chicago a year and a half ago, it was with the hope that the city itself
would serve as my inspiration. I have not been disappointed. Every
new person I meet, or event I attend, confirm my belief that it is
possible to infuse the grit and energy of city living with a passion for
literature.
As I shed layer after layer of clothing with every rising degree of the thermometer, I'm just beginning my first summer in Chicago, where I plan on taking on the calendar full of projects and activities that my break from schoolwork, fantastic new internship, and cozy city apartment are bound to help me accomplish. I don't pretend to be an expert on the literary world, but that won't stop me from documenting my thoughts on my favorite books as well as the industry as a whole, alongside some notes on my everyday life. Buzzed on caffeine and blinded by the city lights, I can't wait to get started.
As I shed layer after layer of clothing with every rising degree of the thermometer, I'm just beginning my first summer in Chicago, where I plan on taking on the calendar full of projects and activities that my break from schoolwork, fantastic new internship, and cozy city apartment are bound to help me accomplish. I don't pretend to be an expert on the literary world, but that won't stop me from documenting my thoughts on my favorite books as well as the industry as a whole, alongside some notes on my everyday life. Buzzed on caffeine and blinded by the city lights, I can't wait to get started.
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