Saturday, February 27, 2016

Genre: The question without a question mark


Long ago, I asked myself, ‘Who should be the reader of KUMAKANA?’ The question has proved vexatious because, in the writing, I have not focused on who is the reader. Instead, I wrote a book that I have come to enjoy as a reader myself, yet my reading shelf has books by writers who write nothing like KUMAKANA. My reading mostly comprises thrillers and crime fiction. That’s not to say I don’t enjoy reading writers in other genres, but I remember reading KUMAKANA after a long time away from it and actually enjoying it. I mean, really enjoying it.

So a question arises, ‘How can I tap into what I enjoyed, and raise that to the consciousness of others who might also enjoy it?’ And who are these ‘others’ anyway?

Genre is this pigeon-holing system that allows readers to find what suits their sensibilities. In order to tap into market choices, writers set out to satisfy those specific sensibilities. Over the years, genres have fractured into sub-genres; and sub-genres into even more sub-genres.

In today’s economy, the bonds between writers and readers transcend story itself, seeking to become culturally dominant forms of what might be called a ‘friendship economy’, where the reader ‘follows’ the author and the author feeds that ‘friending frenzy’ by claiming and feeding the system itself rather than the cultural pursuits from which it is built. The friendship economy assumes that the ‘friends’ will benefit from the kudos of the ‘friended’ as the ‘friended’ climbs the ladders of cultural popularity built from ‘friends’. That resulting friendship becomes a commodified economic good to be traded for a further economic benefit, leaving those unable to join that ladder to wallow by the wayside.

Dominating a genre space is the goal of the modern day publisher, therefore, it makes sense to narrow genre spaces and encourage readers to identify themselves through the visual and cultural similarities that mimic real friendships. Genre is the space in which we readers find ourselves and there is no escape.

Is it Young Adult?


KUMAKANA’S protagonist is thirteen years old: does that mean it’s a young adult (YA) novel?

I firmly believe that there is an underlying reader prejudice that, once a central character is identified as being of a certain ‘type’ — be that through age, gender, sexual preference, or any other means of stereotype — readers use the genre spaces they understand to categorise the work, bringing with them the training they have gained from either reading in that space or rejecting it.

This includes readers of the most sophisticated kind, such as editors in publishing houses and critics, through to those who, maybe, are less sophisticated but no less discriminatory. So powerful has the genre space become that it informs readers of the ‘type’ long before the reading is begun, let alone complete.

When one sophisticated reader recently got to the point in KUMAKANA where he learned the story has talking animals among its circuitry of characters, he closed the manuscript (or at least closed his mind to it) because he doesn’t believe in books with talking animals, even though he admitted to being well invested in the central character. This then colours any reading he might make, and the deeper themes such as issues of sustainability and the influences of colonisation on an indigenous landscape — both physical and spiritual — will slip by without critical consideration because a particular (if not stereotypical) genre expectation wasn’t met.

But the fact remains that, just because the protagonist is a young adult, that doesn't make her story one. Young Adult is a genre space in which it is seriously difficult to quantify which books and which people should fit. A problem Nadia Wheatley says, 'will never be solved.'

The idea of Young Adult fiction emerged in USA libraries in the late 1950s when the American Library Association developed a set of standards for services to young adults premised on the recognition that adolescents were no longer interested in children’s books and, in lieu of relatively limited life experience, they were looked upon as a ‘step on the way to real books’.

The dominant culture of American YA literature into the 1960s was that they were ‘real stories about real people’. It was in the 1970s where the YA novel began to explore alienation as an important theme, holding up a mirror to society and its problems with social reformation, politics, drugs, sex, and rock and roll. The ‘problem novel’ that became the genre lodestone of the time tended to focus on a ‘particular problem of teenage life’ showing the reader that they were not isolated in their predicament.

It wasn’t until the 1980s that the YA novel became a genre for Australian writers and the emergence of romance as the central theme and, despite their formulaic stereotypes, they were argued to better depict the reality of the lives of teenage girls of the time than did the problem novel. In the late 1980s, YA books began to take on similar aesthetic values as adult literature and delve into the multicultural space, attempting to break down the barriers of language and culture.

In many ways, it is in this space that KUMAKANA  was conceived. The initial story conceit occurred in the early 1990s, and when writing began later that decade, I became deeply interested in how I might write an Australian myth and legend that eschewed the colonial notions of that particular genre space permeating Australian writing for young adults at the time. Works that explored this area by Australian writers were not Australian stories and this concerned me enormously. Issues of authenticity and largely academic arguments of cultural appropriation were levelled at my work (and by extension at me) when I sought support funding or publishing interest. Australian authors were at some kind of strange crossroads, where they were criticised for not writing encounters with Indigenous culture into their work, and equally chastised were they to do so.

By the turn of the century, YA fiction had become more pervasive in both its reach and levels of controversy in its content, described as ‘gritty realism, integrity and hope’. During this period, possibly beginning with the advent of the Harry Potter novels, a phenomenon known as ‘crossover’ began to emerge in which novels written for young adult readers were being consumed as much by adult readers as young readers.

Bridging, crossing over, interloping genres


In some respects, it has always been my hope that KUMAKANA will sit comfortably in this crossover space, not essentially because, as is argued by some, it broadens the sales opportunities, but because its themes and ideas should have a universal appeal, and offer sufficient controversy to cause readers at all ages to raise questions about my motives, the motives of society at large, and their own.

Apart from simply spinning a good adventure yarn, I have always seen this novel as a socialising force — a work that is centrally focused on transmitting cultural values. It’s a journey that moves its protagonist, Lavender Jensen, from a sense of innocence to one of experience in a realisation-rite-of-passage adventure.

At the beginning of the novel, Lavender is isolated from her usual life, sent to holiday with her father in a remote place. But there is also a sense of psychological isolation which brings her powers of imagination into question. The isolation deepens when the Kumakana Forest consumes her, even though she has teamed up with Jerramunga, a laconic Aboriginal youth, who acts both as a herald and mentor — although his mentorship is usually presented through his dead grandfather’s presence. It is Jerramunga’s actions that draw Lavender into a series of encounters that test her beliefs and bring the magical powers of her imagination to the fore. Her return comes at a deep personal cost but leaves her enriched with a cultural understanding and an alternate view of how the world works. We are left with a feeling of hope that a bright future lies in wait.

KUMAKANA meets the expectations of a YA novel in these ways, and others. It focuses on the search for identity, particularly where life is caught in the crosshairs between childhood and the adult world. The central character is exposed to the stark, brutal, violent and unfortunate realities of life — fostering her opportunity to mature, acquire new values, and a deeper understanding of herself because of the difficulties of the adventure she endures.

So yes, I conclude that KUMAKANA is, in fact, a Young Adult Novel, albeit perhaps one of a different shape and culture than those many have read. It's not fantasy and it's not science fiction, but it does involve magic and talking animals.

It might appeal to the reader of Watership Down, or of Lord of The Rings. It might just as much appeal to the reader of Secret River or people who enjoy watching Disney movies. Indeed, though, talking animals didn’t put people off reading Animal Farm. And, because I cannot speak for Indigenous culture in Australia, I made my own and gave it to the animals.

But most importantly, Lavender Jensen's situation is unique. Her situation is specific to her circumstances, not circumstances that are generalisations drawn from the life of a thirteen-year-old. Although she is —  like most teenagers of her generation —  a curious youth, 'seeking, applying, remixing and tinkering with learning' —  self-expressing and negotiating value systems that help her define her identity. She is on a quest, right from the start of the novel, for empowerment. As such, she is receptive and vulnerable as much as she is creative and firm. She is the kind of character I'm sure every writer wants to spend quality time with. Perhaps readers too.

KUMAKANA is both an adventure and a story of magical realism, a subject  that will be explored in YA literature in a forthcoming post.

More information can be found at kevinprice.com.au

KUMAKANA — a gronups tale will be published by Crotchet Quaver in June 2016





Sunday, July 20, 2014

Is crowdfunding a viable answer


I thought I'd dip my toe in the crowdfunding water and see if we could find some buoyancy for our flailing publishing venture. By flailing, I really mean fledgling, but didn't seem to have the right water borne metaphor on hand.

Flailing because I am enthusiastic about Koo Kaa & Burra: The Rescue, by Judith Price, and the very encouraging feedback we've had from classroom teachers and school librarians and would like to put some punch behind the book's marketing and opportunity. Flailing because in many ways this is new space for me, and the publishing waterways are very deep, and far, far across the main from here: the spit of land officially considered the most isolated capital city on earth. Western Australia might be well known for its mining, but truth be known, it's a cultural desert in respect of sound infrastructure for success in artistic pursuit. It's small, lonely and a long way from big markets.

So I scouted about for what seemed like a good platform and decided on pubslush because it touts itself as being there for all things literary. Of course it doesn't deal in Australian dollars, but why should that matter? Australians seem pretty happy to shell out US dollars or GB pounds for books on amazon and booklocker, why would the lack of an Aussie dollar be a put-off? Moreover, there's a lot more Americans and Brits than Australians, and surely they'd love to support a project about Australian birds and animals.

I drafted up a pitch. I thought it covered the subject pretty well: we want to raise money to fund mass production and distribution and marketing for a noteworthy publication. Something kids everywhere would love. After all, it's adventure and Australian and very beautifully imagined. I'm told kids like the story, and teachers like some of the themes they find in the work. That's pretty encouraging.

Next, I sent out an email to everyone I've ever had email contact with in my life. It was a bit of a weeding exercise, but well worth it to find out whose email address is no longer valid and to give those people who never want to hear from me again in their lives an opt out option. Someone told me at a conference on the day after I sent the email that she thought I'd presented a good argument.

A few did opt out, but a lot opened their email and a decent proportion clicked through to the various destinations I offered, quite a few to the campaign page. But guess what? Not one person has offered as little as five dollars in support. Not even an 'I like' comment left on the page.

Does it surprise me? No. Disappointed? Yes, a little. Even a single $5.00 pledge in the first few days would have mattered.

I think asking Australians to crowdfund something from someone with whom they have no fan relationship, who lives in Western Australia, is a very, very big ask. Art is not really created in Western Australia. Asking a person who lives elsewhere in Australian to fund an artistic pursuit in Western Australia is like asking them to step off a cliff. Moreover, asking non Australians to support something out of Western Australia is an even bigger ask, I think.

Perhaps it's as Spike Milligan once said, 'You have to be where the cheques are written.' Well, quite clearly I'm not.

Anyway, if you'd like to check out our crowdfunding campaign, if only to laugh at my folly, you'll find it here >> http://pubslush.com/books/id/3275

Sunday, June 22, 2014

The ‘First-Person’ narrator tells how it is

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In this essay, Art Lazaar discusses what it means to be a character written in the first person, as he is in my current work in progress, The Balsamic Jihad.
Art examines what he believes may be some of the motivations behind my decision and how it affects him in the story, and how it positions his character vis-a-vis the other central characters and the reader. His discussion on perspective and balance opens up an interesting discussion in respect of the ethical position of both the author and the reader when deciding exactly how and through whose eyes at which time a story should be told.
Open for comments and discussion.

Sunday, June 01, 2014

I am so proud of my wife and partner

Judith Price has just launched a new children's book that celebrates the Australian bush and animals like no other.


Koo Kaa & Burra, the Rescue, features a family of kookaburras who live in the magical tingle forest, in the deep south of Western Australia. The Rescue is the first story brought to the pages of a brand new Crotchet Quaver publication involving these young kookaburras and their many child-like antics. They are gregarious and social, and thrive on the abundance of nature and friends, and are frequently caught up in adventures that require a moment of derring do.
The Rescue, takes place at the time of the great annual mushroom hunt in the tingle forest, on the banks of the great river. It’s a major event in the year’s social calendar and it brings many families of forest dwellers together in a grand celebration. A prize is awarded to the one who collects the most mushrooms, and the event is celebrated with a grand feast.
To read more, please visit http://www.crotchetquaver.com/2014/06/01/judith-price-brings-the-australian-bush-to-your-child/

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Crossroads, a music video

This is a music video of Judith Price's 2011 exhibition, Faces at the Crossroads held at Ugly Duckling Wines in Perth's Swan Valley. More information about Judith Price's art can be found at her website >> Judith Price Artist.

The fabulous vocals on this piece were supplied by Steve Hanson and you should check out more of his music which can be found on cd baby, itunes, amazon, soundcloud and very likely other places. He's a terrific writer and musician.

Everything else was me ... lyrics, music, performances, programming, recording, mistakes ... although it is credited to Art Lazaar. Enjoy.

Monday, March 10, 2014

From the Art Lazaar Papers

For those who like a little lighter reading, THE NONSENSE OF AB-SENSE is a critical review of a book that doesn’t exist by JACK STRAW, an author who has never been seen.
It observes the Australian Legend from a ficto-critical perspective and the mythic proportions it has taken on in order to help carve out a niche for Australia’s place in the world, examining the wakes of a number of literary, sporting, business and political heroes as the water folds back over their paths. Art Lazaar makes an incidental, but important, appearance in the commentary, harking back to days when his poetic performances went completely unnoticed until they didn’t.

Sunday, March 09, 2014

Gina Rinehart and the reality of entitlement

I want to say this to Gina Rinehart and others who continue to ply this 'tirade of entitlement'. First up, Ms Rinehart, my grandfather knew your father, quite well I believe, and although he did not particularly like the man, I'm told he held him in some regard as someone who had a vision and the balls to solicit substantial government assistance to realise it. I know this because the relationship between the two men was of entrepreneur and government minister responsible. They talked often.

Saturday, March 08, 2014

Gina Rinehart and Australia's debt - or is it?

I am so glad, Ms Rinehart, that you raised the 'debt' issue. Debt is a dirty word isn't it? Australians deplore debt because debt implies that we are shackled to the lenders, debt makes us slaves to the bankers, debt imprisons us in a life of drudgery, debt is expensive. And the last thing a government should be is in debt. After all, look at the financial meltdown in Europe all because of debt. At least that's what you would like us to think.

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Am I barking up the Wrong Tree?

This year marks my tenth year as a teacher of a specific brand of creative writing, the Born Storytellers. The Born Storytellers is primarily directed at school students, beginning with upper primary students, but fairly quickly engaging middle years high school and even adult programs.