I have not read, nor do I intend to read, Marisha Pessl's Special Topics in Calamity Physics, so this post is only tangentially related to that book. But in a discussion of "style" prompted by her reading of the novel, Laura Miller makes this comment:
. . .I think the novel is flawed, but worth reading, while [a novelist and a book editor who had both read the first 40 pages or so and quit in exasperation] had not been able to get past Pessl's style, which does try way too hard to be inventive and clever. The editor suggested that if a writer doesn't have a "voice," or a pleasing style, right out of the box, there's no point in persevering. I argued that bookstores are already overflowing with novels by people who write beautifully but have nothing very interesting to say and that once you got past all the forced stylistic pirouettes, Pessl's novel actually makes you care what happens next. . . .
Miller wants to raise the perennial "style vs. substance" debate in order to elevate the latter over the former, but the problem with an assertion like the one above is that it's so very vague. Exactly what is a "voice" in fiction? Is it simply a "pleasing style"? But what makes it pleasing? For that matter, what makes it a style? Most obviously, "voice" is an illusion created by a first-person narrator the novelist wants us to accept as "speaking" in some tangible way, even though his/her words have been written down, either by the character him/herself or by the author ventriloquizing the character (the latter leaving open the question of how the words were recorded in the first place.) In this sense, "voice" is an aesthetic effect the full exploitation of which is a standard we apply in judging the success of a first-person narrative. Is this the sense in which Miller (and the editor she quotes) is using the term "voice"? It doesn't seem to be, since it is the "writer" who needs a voice "right out of the box." Where exactly do we find the writer's voice in a work of fiction?
It would perhaps be more accurate to speak of the writer's voice in a third-person narrative, except that third-person narrators can't really be identified directly with the writer (the narrator's voice being a construction almost as artificial as that of the first-person narrator), and, in today's literary climate at least, readers and reviewers often bridle at the third-person "voice" that is too intrusive or too "clever." Thus, I'm forced to conclude that by "voice" and "style," Miller means little beyond "fancy language," an indulgence she dismisses through the sardonic praise of "beautiful style," later amended to "exquisite style." (I don't really know what novelists Miller has in mind in her condescension toward "exquisite" styles. If she's thinking of the bland figurative prose found in most run-of-the mill literary fiction, I share her impatience, but if she's including the transformative styles of great writers like Stanley Elkin or John Hawkes or Richard Powers, I must say I think she doesn't know what she's talking about.)
Miller goes on to conflate style with "technique," quoting Pauline Kael on movie audiences who "don't notice or care about how well or how badly the movie is made." But how a movie or a novel is "made" can't be reduced to its "style." Technique includes form, point of view (and the manipulations thereof), as well as approaches to narrative development and character creation. And even here, surely readers and viewers are affected by skillful applications of technique, even if they can't identify them or weren't consciously aware of their operations while watching the film or reading the book. Most readers, even the "common reader," are aware of "how well or how badly" (especially the latter) a work is constructed on an intuitive level, just as readers in particular are aware of how a writer's style has affected them while not necessarily being able to pinpoint exactly how this has happened. Like Nick Hornby, Laura Miller reveals a palpable contempt for the very "common" readers she ostensibly defends.
And even if she is right that many readers "don't care" about the matters of technique and style she says critics often "overvalue," does this mean critics should abandon more purely literary standards for the vague and untroubled standards she attributes to her infantilized common readers? Are critics now merely in the business of safeguarding mass taste, confined to being the licensed distributors of processed pap?
Richard Powers writes horrible prose; he shouldn't be mentioned with Hawkes and Elkin.
Posted by: stephen | September 09, 2009 at 11:35 AM
I don't know, Dan. Reading her entry in full, the sense I get is that she's not trying so much to elevate one over the other, as argue for an alignment of both.
"Of course, the ideal is a fusion of both excellences."
Which, I know, is more or less saying something obvious about two interlocking biological activities (neurological, rather) dependent upon such a complex intersection of psychological and historical forces and processes that at best it's like describing the perfect balance of gin and vermouth in a martini (or if you really want to foist the juggling metaphor: vodka, tomato juice, Worcestershire sauce, Tabasco sauce, beef consomme or bouillon, horseradish, celery or celery salt, salt, black pepper, cayenne pepper, and lemon juice in a Bloody Mary).
I do, on the other hand, agree that conflating what Pauline Kael ("technique") is talking about with her own at hand definition of "style" is a mistake. There's obviously a slantwise relationship, otherwise style and technique in their most general critical senses are two distinct terms, each their own diving board for jumping off into crosscutting (yet distinguishable) analyses.
Posted by: Matt Peckham | December 10, 2006 at 08:14 AM
Drat. I was hoping that this was the ghost of poet and forger Edward Williams, known as Iolo Morgannwg. Should've known that it couldn't be--a forger of medieval Welsh poetry would have respect for critical company of the past like Aristotle and Sir Philip Sidney and Matthew Arnold. Etcetera.
Just thought we ought to note that history is full of those who Purveyed Not the Pap!
Posted by: marlyat2 | September 14, 2006 at 11:46 AM
"Are critics now merely in the business of safeguarding mass taste, confined to being the licensed distributors of processed pap?"
Isn't that what critics have always been?
Posted by: Edward Williams | September 14, 2006 at 12:54 AM
That "voice" thing has challenged me as a writer of fiction: finding a voice, becoming the voice. It is a pickle.
If a writer is nothing more than a monologist about a campfire, then you can see how a sweet storyteller can make the difference.
Films are often appreciated for plot and story only. Film stars and their glamour can elevate the experience too. If the cutting is jerky, the special effects cardboard, and the story unbelievable, then you've probably made Gone With the Wind.
Posted by: Roy Rubin | September 13, 2006 at 04:12 PM
Absolutely spot-on, Dan. I felt the same irritation with Miller's post when I read it but I've basically given up on her and couldn't summon the enthusiasm to take her on yet again. Her prominence mystifies me. Is it me or is there a growing trend of critics who seem to have contempt for books, writers and readers?
Posted by: TEV | September 13, 2006 at 01:36 PM