An
Interview with Ander Monson
Molly Jo Rose conducted this interview with Ander
Monson over email in January 2006 after a series of long conversations
conducted over coffee or other beverages sporadically over the last
several years.
Ander Monson is the
author of the novel/short story collection Other Electricities
(Sarabande, 2005), the poetry collection Vacationland (Tupelo
Press, 2005), and the forthcoming book of essays, Neck Deep,
which will be published by Graywolf Press in February 2007.
Molly Jo Rose is an MFA candidate at
Western Michigan University in nonfiction.
UpInMichigan.org: There is an
interesting balance in your work between grief and irreverence, evidenced
in both the novel-in-stories, Other Electricities, and in Vacationland,
your book of poetry (both published in 2005 by Sarabande Books and Tupelo
Press respectively). What rests in the middle of these two points and
do you consciously write in this “place”?
Ander Monson:
Both are sort of antidotes to the other, counterpoints or counterweights
perhaps. The whole world is between the two to me—reverence and
its opposite, grief and its opposite—that is a good space for
me to be in. Plus I feel like I risk sentimentality slash the grandiose
so often that I find it hard to take myself seriously all the time.
Thankfully.
UIM: Along with the question of
irreverence, you make casual language in your writing a high art. Are
you aware of this drive in your writing and can you discuss whether this
is a conscious stylistic choice? (Is this irreverence possibly a response
to the serious state of writing today?)
AM: I like language
of all sorts. I don’t know if it’s always a conscious stylistic
choice as much as it is a reflection of the way my brain works. Though
occasionally the mix is good—it’s pleasing to bury little
surprising bombs of language in my language—and thus it is intentional,
a way to keep the reader from complacency. There’s a certain element
of irreverence caught up in the transgression of it, too, using words
you don’t see used in poems. Crappy, for instance.
UIM: The dominant themes in your
work are snow, ice, and light. The first two are overwhelmingly familiar
to a resident of the Upper Peninsula and are often the cause of death
that is also too familiar to someone from Houghton, Michigan. How does
the third, light, operate in your writing and in your thoughts about being
from a town so far North?
AM: Both snow
and ice affect—and are affected by—light. Light filters
down through both, variously. These are the triumvirate (or you can
maybe throw in temperature or wind, too) for Northerners, especially
far-Northerners. Think Finland, for instance, where the relationship
with light is even more intense and important. The clearest days tend
to be the coldest, too. Sometimes, being up North, light is almost all
you have. The world approaches being inhospitable the colder it gets,
and the only real benefit is the beauty—whether we mean the system
of the world surrounded in weather or the stillness and clarity of silent,
perfect cold. Both of these are brought to us by, programming made possible
by, light. And I’m a very visual person—hence the design
elements and such—so light is understandably one of my major subjects.
It is for painters, why not for writers?
UIM: Do you view yourself as
a Michigan writer, and if so, what does that encompass for you? Also,
what burden of responsibility do you feel you bear as a representative
of the Upper Peninsula?
AM: I view myself
as a writer, a sort of dorky writer, an Upper Peninsula writer, a Michigan
writer, a Great Lakes writer, and a Midwestern writer. Also an American
writer, too. These are all useful tags to throw on writers or writing
in various ways for marketing purposes, or for convenient packaging
or editorial purposes, or sometimes for nefarious purposes. I don’t
feel like it’s my problem as a writer to make these definitions.
In my editorial work, though, and my teaching and my less writerly thinking
I do think that these suggest some commonalities with other writers
and with other writing traditions. I do like to think of myself as part
of a tradition of writers from or writing about Michigan, my home state
no matter where else I am, and I do feel that we are in many ways products
of our environment. And hence I am responsible to my home, to my home
state and peninsula first to love it. And then to write truly about
it (or to lose myself to the mythology of it) as I can.
UIM: Ander, your work is nothing
if not a study in form. I have heard you call for a redefinition of what
narrative is. How does the form you employ work within the narrative you
are telling or is the form its own narrative? (I am thinking in particular
of the voices in between chapters in Other Electricities.)
AM: I think it
varies depending on the piece. This new book, Neck Deep (and
hopefully the title won’t change as it approaches publication),
consists of strange essays that think in various ways about form. That
is (to me) its subject. And the essays take a variety of forms, too.
I am drawn to form as a way of pressurizing language, of pressurizing
story. More simply, it is generative for me—playing with form
gives me ideas and gets me to places narratively or essayistically (or
poetically) that I wouldn’t otherwise get to. Certainly in OE
the form of the book offers other ways to read through it, to think
about the albeit-fragmented narrative, and to shape the action, language,
and characters. And it almost becomes in itself an action or a character,
another sort of reconfigured world.
UIM: What questions are you responding
to in your exploration of form? I mean, really, when it comes down to
it: why mess with straight narrative? What’s in it for writers,
or maybe more importantly, what’s in it for readers?
AM: Straight narrative—it
sounds so clean and simple, upstanding and American, when you put it
like that, and it is of course bogglingly complex as writers of it know—offers
the accessibility, the soft fiction of the belief that we are inhabiting
a stream of thought, not just reading words on a page. I guess I think
of straight narrative as being more stylistically transparent than I’m
interested in being. I love style. I love what it does for me (as reader
and writer) and the effects it can have on me. I like story too (don’t
get me wrong), but it’s an absolute fiction that it can just transparently
render the “true” (ha) story. One way of thinking about
it is that foregrounding (or at least acknowledging the importance of
and constant presence of) style is like acknowledging that words, these
weird tools we use to consider and behold the world, are not objective,
that “straight narrative” is not objective, and so it’s
almost like the idea of implicating the writer in the scenes that are
being presented. I like to smudge up that glass so you can see—to
an extent, and hopefully it doesn’t distract completely—my
fingerprints on it. I like that glass. It’s beautiful. It interests
me. And hopefully it interests readers too.
UIM: Both Other Electricities
and Vacationland include an index which functions as a continuation
of the prose or poetry. Where did the idea for this originate and how
did the writing of these indices inform your own awareness of yourself
as a writer? Also, will you include an index in your book of essays?
AM: Totally. As
it turns out, the piece that originally functioned as an index in OE
shows up reconfigured in Neck Deep, albeit not a functional
index. The first index I did was the one in Vacationland, that I turned
in to my poetry workshop in grad school. And it did something to the
words, and then to me. I got really caught up in it. The index in Neck
Deep wasn’t originally composed as an index, but as more
of a story, but moving it into the index form really made it click,
made it activate. Though I don’t think of the index poem in Vacationland
as much of an index—it certainly doesn’t index the book
like the one in OE does.
UIM: Writers are too often asked
the question, who would you count among your tribe, those writers, musicians,
and artists who have informed your own creative pursuits? I am risking
redundancy by asking you this question now – who has inspired you?
AM: I’d
count people like Atom Egoyan and Jean Cocteau, the Brothers Quay, Robert
Walser, Charles Baxter, Melville, Woolf, Mary Gaitskill, John D’Agata,
Lucy Corin, David Lynch, the band Low, Mark Kozelek, Stephin Merritt,
Galaxie 500, Joy Division slash New Order, Depeche Mode, Larry Levis,
Richard Hugo...
UIM: Who are you reading now?
AM: I’ve
just gotten into Georges Perec, which seems like a major oversight not
having read him until now. Or maybe now I’m just perfectly situated
to really have him explode on me. His work has completely been exploding
all over me this last few months. I’m also reading some of the
earlier Antonya Nelson stories, which are fantastic. My favorite book
of the last year was Lucy Corin’s Everyday Psychokillers:
a History for Girls.
UIM: Some critics of experimental
fiction suggest that experimentation is an artifice of form that ultimately
alters the truth. Are you concerned with bending the truth as you continue
to push away from traditional narrative structures?
AM: Nah. Did I
tell you about the three months I “spent” in “jail”?
UIM: Another concern about playing
with form is what I have heard you refer to as the question of wankery
and what I would just call being too clever. Can you discuss this question
and how writers can avoid wankery in their writing while still investigating
other avenues of storytelling?
AM: Maybe it comes
down to the idea of the form being grounded, being organic, being necessary,
tied in some way to the “content” of the piece (and I realize
that the distinction between form and content is something I’m
trying to play with). There should be a reason for it. Form should spring
out of desperation or necessity. It should have some kind of mandate
or at least an explanation. At least readers (myself included, by the
way—I like reading “straight narrative” plenty well)
will want these things. And it seems smart to at least be aware of what
readers want out of or expect in writing.
UIM: As editor of the online
magazine DIAGRAM, you are
inherently invested in making online publication a respectable venue for
writers. How do you see the future of online journals, magazines, and
newspapers changing and what impact (if any) will that have on print publications?
AM: More and more
online magazines are going to spring up and hopefully gain new readers.
Print literary magazines are a tough sell in some ways—they cost
a lot, requiring institutional support, which tends to tie magazines
to creative writing programs at colleges for the editorial internship
aspect. And online magazines will gain more and more steam and prestige
(they are working their way into the Best American Poetry now
in the last couple years, are eligible as official publications for
NEA grants, and such), and will increasingly be strong markets for writing.
The downside of it is that they won’t pay, for the most part—they
don’t have good revenue streams, so they don’t make money.
I think print magazines are going to have to be smarter and more savvy
about the ways in which they embrace the technology of the printed page:
print magazines need to spend more time on the artifactness of the book
(sort of like McSweeney’s does), justify themselves as
really necessarily print. The print literary artifact won’t die,
or anything as grandiose as that, but online magazines will eventually
rival them in importance. I mean, my magazine gets to a lot of eyes
already.
UIM: You studied with Michael
Martone at the University of Alabama, a writer who was fond of reminding
his students that while one must go through a whole application process
to get a book out of the library, there is nothing preventing them from
self-publishing by leaving their handmade books in the library. Has this
philosophy influenced how you view desktop publishing and the personal
ambitions of a writer toward publication?
AM: Though technologies
have really leapt forward in the last decade or so, writers would be
wise to consider the marketplace and the academy in their self-publishing
plans. I thought about the idea of self-publishing OE, partly
just to retain full design and production control, to be able to control
every aspect of the artifact, but it’s not always a good idea
for a couple reasons. One is that collaborating with editors, designers,
and publicists can really bring something new to the book, to the writing—one’s
own instincts aren’t always meant to be indulged completely. The
second is that if your goal is to find readers, a more traditional press
will be much better able to promote the book. OE found a wonderful
home with Sarabande Books, and they’ve done a great job getting
it out there in the world. Still, I have a sort of anarchist or DIY
sensibility, too, partly due to Martone’s work (also another one
of my professors, Sandy Huss), and I very much like the idea that these
new technologies are creating other ways for writers to get their work
out into the world, or other ways for writers to simply compose, to
write. Programs like InDesign change what it even means to write, as
they offer a lot more flexibility with the page, with design, with image.
This is going to eventually turn into something amazing.
UIM: Sydney Lea has a popular
essay called “What We Didn’t Know We Knew”, which discusses
the act of writing as revelation. How much do you know of your story before
you sit down to write it and how much is a product of the writing process
itself?
AM: For me writing
is always a process of discovery. I would not want it any other way.
I have a hard time getting my mind around writers who are able to work
in a top-down model, having ideas and plans they want to render. I wish
very much I could write like that, but you’re stuck with what
you have, I think, and so I try to be open to accident in my work. My
worst work is when I think I’m very smart and I know where things
are supposed to go.
UIM: I know you to be a huge
fan of music, in particular, a huge fan of bands that are experimental
storytellers in their own right. Do you see any relationship between this
pursuit and your own as a writer? Can you speak to a direct influence
of music in your writing?
AM: One of the
reviews of OE in the Village Voice compared it to the work
of Sufjan Stevens, which I think both flattering and sort of apt. Or
at least it’s easy to see why they’d make the comparison—the
overflow of excess, the experimentation, the regional focus, and the
literary ambition, especially in the lyrics that shoot through his Welcome
to Michigan, the Great Lake State and his more recent and masterful
Come On Feel the Illinoise. I’d like to return the favor
and call out the Duluth, Minnesota band Low who get a nod in the back
of OE as the soundtrack to the book. This is completely true—I
have a sort of mixtape
of Low songs (and one or two other bands show up there too) that I occasionally
give to people to listen to while they read the book. I very much like
the idea of having all these other media involved, of bringing more
to a book than just the text on the page. And much of the book was written
to a soundtrack of Low songs, which evoke a certain delicacy and beauty,
but with darkness underneath. They feel very essentially Northern to
me, sparse, quiet, shimmering, but precise, powerful.
UIM: You refer to the main character
in Other Electricities as “yr protagonist”. Would
you claim this as yourself and it what ways does this blur lines of fiction?
AM: Nope. Yr Protagonist
is definitely a fiction, a construct, a robotic exoskeleton. Albeit
one that fits me well in some places, there’s no doubt about that.
And that fit or lack thereof does create another tension, another sort
of plot in OE.
UIM: I have accused you of writing
nonfiction and calling it fiction (as is often the case with first novels).
In an effort to prove myself right, I have, on many occasions, masterfully
tried to get you to respond to the following question: What happens to
the brother in Other Electricities? (Your answer will somehow
verify my suspicions. You have circumvented the question a million times
before, but now everyone’s listening.)
AM: Ah—that’s
a central mystery, yeah, that’s true. And this is explored further
in the index essay that shows up in Neck Deep as well as in
another manuscript, an offshoot of OE, that focuses more on
that character and the big mystery, the What at the center of the story...
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