So I received something via ye olde email machine
that I can’t quite get out of my head.
It’s an email from Gotham Writers’ Workshop: writing advice from Zadie
Smith – Zadie Smith! Of “White
Teeth” fame! Zadie Smith’s a great
writer! And famous! And successful! Her advice must be great, right?
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10 Good Writing Habits
- When still
a child, make sure you read a lot of books. Spend more time doing this
than anything else.
- When an
adult, try to read your own work as a stranger would read it, or even
better, as an enemy would.
- Don’t
romanticise your “vocation.” You can either write good sentences or you
can’t. There is no “writer's lifestyle.” All that matters is what you
leave on the page.
- Avoid
your weaknesses. But do this without telling yourself that the things you
can’t do aren’t worth doing. Don’t mask self-doubt with contempt.
- Leave a
decent space of time between writing something and editing it.
- Avoid
cliques, gangs, groups. The presence of a crowd won’t make your writing
any better than it is.
- Work on
a computer that is disconnected from the Internet.
- Protect
the time and space in which you write. Keep everybody away from it, even
the people who are most important to you.
- Don’t
confuse honours with achievement.
- Tell
the truth through whichever veil comes to hand—but tell it. Resign
yourself to the lifelong sadness that comes from never being satisfied.
Now, far be it for me to critique a “leading light in literary criticism” and
“one of the freshest and most ambitious voices of her generation." But what the heck: I’m gonna do it
anyway.
10
Good Writing Habits
- When still a child,
make sure you read a lot of books. Spend more time doing this than
anything else.
OK, good
advice. Maybe we can all get in our time machines and tell our younger selves
to read more books. Really, I
can’t argue with this point, except to say that if you’re old enough to get
emails from Gotham Writer’s Workshop or read “The Guardian,” then it’s probably
too late to change your childhood reading habits. This is like going to the doctor in your 60’s and asking how
to prevent heart attacks – only to have him order you “Start healthy eating and
exercise before you’re 10.”
- When an adult, try to
read your own work as a stranger would read it, or even better, as an
enemy would.
I’m sorry, but this is terrible advice. Why would you read your work “as an enemy would?” I can’t understand this at all. You might go ahead and say that Ms. Smith means “read your work with a critical eye – the eye of somebody who doesn’t know you.” But that’s not what she actually says. Read it as “an enemy”: Pretty harsh, no?
- Don’t romanticise
your “vocation.” You can either write good sentences or you can’t. There
is no “writer's lifestyle.” All that matters is what you leave on the
page.
Again, there’s
a grain of truth in this. There’s no need to get highfalutin’ about writing, or
to spend more time living some mythical bohemian writer’s lifestyle rather than
– y’know. Actually writing.
I believe it’s
a true thing – that in every act of creation there is an act of sprit. Define that how you will.
- Avoid your
weaknesses. But do this without telling yourself that the things you can’t
do aren’t worth doing. Don’t mask self-doubt with contempt.
What? “Avoid your weaknesses”? Why? Isn’t it silly to say “Oh, I’m weaker in prose than in
drama, so I’m only going to write drama from now on”? If I tell myself, “I’m a haiku expert, so I could never
write a novel,” then am I not cutting off my writing possibilities?
Hey, I know
that I’ll never be an Olympic gymnast at my age. (And weight.
Hey, better join that gym.)
I am pretty certain I’ll never dance with the New York City Ballet at
this point.
But writing
isn’t dancing, or doing a double-back flip on a high bar at the summer Olympics.
Writing doesn’t take physical strength or flexibility of the joints built over
the years. So when I feel a
weakness in some form of writing or intimidated by it… why on earth avoid it? Shouldn’t I jump in and try – well, anything? Maybe I’m not as good as writing, say, villanelles as I
am at writing short plays. But if
I am intrigued by villanelles, then maybe they’re worth a go.
- Leave a decent space
of time between writing something and editing it.
No arguments.
- Avoid cliques, gangs,
groups. The presence of a crowd won’t
make your writing any better than it is.
No arguments
here, mostly, on cliques and gangs.
In fact, I strongly recommend seeking writing advice from the Crips or
the Bloods. (For dancing pointers,
go to the Sharks or the Jets, though.)
But why avoid groups? Sure, I’ve been in bad writing groups
with damaging colleagues, and demented teachers. Yet if you have the right
group, the right people around you… that’s gold.
- Work on a computer
that is disconnected from the Internet.
Now, that’s advice.
- Protect the time and
space in which you write. Keep everybody away from it, even the people who
are most important to you.
No arguments
here, again: except for Ms. Smith’s weird overprotective tone. I imagine Zadie’s writing desk to be
surrounded by steel traps, a cross-eyed angry crow, a moat filled with snapping
alligators – plus some pikes with other writer’s heads impaled on them. Ok, Zadie. Not going near that desk. You don’t have to tell me twice.
- Don’t confuse honours
with achievement.
That’s never
bad advice. I especially like
“honors” spelled with the optional British “u” in the middle.
- Tell the truth
through whichever veil comes to hand—but tell it. Resign yourself to the
lifelong sadness that comes from never being satisfied.
- Resign
yourself to the lifelong sadness that comes from never being satisfied.
Wow. I mean, WOW. This is some of the worst writing advice I’ve ever
heard. This piece of misery makes
me feel sorry for Zadie Smith, “leading light” though she may be.
But why does that need to
bring lifelong sadness? This seems
to play right into that old stereotype of the miserable writer alone in her
garret, alternately sighing and weeping while draping herself on a fainting
couch – and somewhere between the sighs and tears maybe managing to squeeze out a few words a day with a scratchy
quill.
- ·Embrace the
lifelong joy of knowing that there are always more mysteries in the ether than
you can ever get down on paper.
- Write with
joy.
- Write with joy
in a time of happiness - but also in times of grief or trouble. Write with joy because you can still pick
up a pen to write.
- Write for
people who love you, and who really love what you write. Find them: they're out there!
- Yes they are: There
are people who need to hear what you have to say. Write for them.
Take strength from them.
- Let your
“enemies” go to hell – who cares about what they think of your writing,
anyway? They’re your enemies.
- Surround
yourself with good writers and good people who can give you clear and helpful
critique that helps your writing grow.
Give them the same in return.
- Fine, don’t romanticize your vocation. Don’t be prissy or precious about your work. It’s a craft, a trade as well as an art.
- Yet still be open to the possibility that there’s a mysterious force that drives you to write, to create – and that to thwart that impulse or is exactly as ridiculous as stopping flowers from blooming, or refusing to feed your aquarium’s most remarkable, multicolored tropical fish.
- Write with
joy. Have I mentioned that
already? That’s the beginning and
the end of it.
Fine, writing isn’t always
easy. It’s still a heck of a lot easier
than being, say, a nurse in a hospice.
Or a prison guard. Or a marine
in a war zone.