The old switcheroo

This past weekend the beating heart of Waterloo briefly stopped. I’m exaggerating, of course. Words Worth Books is only a bookstore. It may also organize numerous author events, host book clubs, and provide knowledgeable advice on books that will dazzle and delight. It may be packed with friendly staff. And, oh yeah, it is most certainly an independent local business. But maybe it’s just me that thinks of it like the beating heart of Waterloo. If you do think this way, then it’s a momentous event when the doors close for good.

Don’t panic! A new set of doors opened almost immediately just down the street. In less than two days Words Worth Books shifted all of its stock and displays to a new location only a couple of steps from the old one. How is that possible?

I don’t know the details. But there must have been some serious planning and preparation by the staff. Let’s just say a lot of things happened behind the scenes. And then, early Sunday morning, like the crocuses and tulips that are bursting out all over what with our early spring weather, people, by which I mean volunteers, started showing up at the ‘old’ store. In what seemed like no time at all books were boxed, shelves were dismantled, shelves were remantled (?) at the ‘new’ store, and books were unboxed. I’m compressing things a bit. I was only there for the first couple of hours. I departed once I was secure in the knowledge that the fiction books, at least, were safely in place in the new locale. It looked to me like an unbelievable amount of work remained. Reader, it got done!

I dropped by the all-new Words Worth Books today and it looks fabulous. Congratulations to all involved. Long may this beating heart keep on pounding.

The new location of Words Worth Books is 96 King Street South, Waterloo, Ontario.

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Market Research – writing contests

The well-meaning and generous-minded colleagues in my writing group sometimes encourage me to submit my short fiction to writing contests. I am reluctant. And not merely because of the disappointment that would ensue should I not be successful. That disappointment is readily available elsewhere. Rather, my reluctance is due to an insufficient understanding of the efficacy of such contests.

To be clear, I do not doubt the legitimacy of (many) writing contests. Indeed, virtually all of the Canadian literary journals and magazines that I previously canvassed host at least one contest for either poetry or fiction and several host multiple contests. The entrance fee for submitting your fiction to these contests is always somewhat more than the cost of a one-year subscription to the journal or magazine. But in most cases your entrance fee entitles you to a one-year subscription. So even if your work does not win, at least you get something valuable. Indeed, if you wish, you could consider the entrance fee as merely a market research expense. Of course this is somewhat more expensive than subscribing directly. But you do have at least the chance of having your submitted story selected for publication. Think of that!

There are also writing contests unconnected to literary journals or magazines. The CBC Canada Writes competitions are a good example. This year there were more than 3000 entries for the short story competition alone. I have no idea how that number compares with journal competitions but I suspect it must be somewhat higher.

I was going to ask who enters such competitions. But with the numbers entering the CBC competition, it must be nearly everyone. Amongst the ten finalists, there are numerous published authors as well as some first-timers. The published authors tend to have had a few stories published, possibly a collection, but they do not appear to be well-established writers. I’m guessing that at some point in one’s career it becomes either unnecessary or unseemly to continue participating in such contests.

That brings me back to the question of efficacy.

What is the relative value of a competition-winning work? Winning the CBC Canada Writes competition will certainly raise awareness of your work, and to a lesser extent I imagine the same is true for winning one of the literary journal or magazine competitions. And of course there is the publication itself, which in most cases is accompanied by either prize money or the standard remuneration that the journal or magazine offers. No doubt there is some residual effect, as you may forever after be apotheosized as “the past winner of …”

But how does this compare with the value of getting a story published in a journal or magazine through the non-competition route? Is the competition story published in the same journal issue with three non-competition stories considered to be of lesser, equal, or greater value? That’s what I don’t know.

And it makes a difference. There is no entrance fee for the submission of one’s work to a journal or magazine, other than the normal cost of preparation time and the cost to one’s ego when the rejection follows later.

Disappointment, as noted earlier, is ubiquitous. But is the disappointment I would receive from the rejection letter following a non-competition submission different in kind or quantity from the disappointment I would receive in not winning a writing contest?

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Market Research – Canadian literary magazines

All the writing/publishing guides agree on one point: before submitting your work anywhere, always investigate recent issues of the journal or magazine in order to be certain that what you are submitting falls roughly within the range of writing that journal or magazine tends to publish.

I prefer to think of this advice as straightforwardly pragmatic. Aligning your submissions to realistic targets saves time (both yours and the editors), effort (both yours and the editors), and money (mostly yours). There is no reason to treat this as the first step on the downward spiral to crass capitulation to the whims of the market (dread word!). There will be plenty of time for that later.

How do you set about investigating the recent issues of the many and varied literary journals and magazines in Canada? First stop for me – the library.

We have an excellent public library in Waterloo, and I’m not just saying that because it is within walking distance of where I live. I duly made a list of the twelve most likely candidates I would like to investigate and headed to the library. Alas, dear reader, the public library did not contain even one of the journals or magazines on my list. And I’m not talking obscure stuff here; these were mainstream Canadian literary journals. To be fair, the library did contain The New Quarterly, but as that is edited and published just down the street, I’m not sure that demonstrated much commitment to new Canadian writing.

Fortunately we are blessed with a fabulous independent bookstore in Waterloo – Words Worth Books. The folks there are definitely committed to new Canadian writing. A great many literary journals and magazines are available…for purchase. Fair enough. But if you are on a research quest you might want to add things up first. To purchase just the most recent issue of the twelve most likely candidates to receive my, as yet undiscovered, prose would set me back $135.79.

Back at the drawing board, I determined that I might have over-estimated the number of literary journals and magazines that would be interested in my, as yet undiscovered, writing. It’s highly likely that less than five would really be worth investigating. Or, as amounts to much the same, two, plus the one carried by the public library. Research, as we used to say when I was a graduate student, is subject to market forces.

This brings me to The Journey Prize Stories 23, selected by Alexander MacLeod, Alison Peck and Sarah Selecky (buy it at your local independent bookstore). Each year, the whole field of Canadian literary journals and magazines is canvassed and the best of the new Canadian writing finds a home in this annual publication. It’s like concentrated market research, but in the form of something you would actually enjoy reading.

The 2011 collection is of a high standard (not unlike the fine writing of the selectors). I did not find a single story here that I thought out of place amongst its peers. Some surprised, impressed, or startled me: Miranda Hill’s “Petitions to Saint Chronic”, Jessica Westhead’s “What I Would Say”, Jay Brown’s “The Girl From the War”, and Seyward Goodhand’s “The Fur Trader’s Daughter”.

Having read The Journey Prize Stories, I think it is safe to say that the literary journals and magazines in Canada are already getting plenty of worthy submissions, and I can probably save the editors a bit of time by setting mine aside. But what really intrigues me is whether, and how, these writers did their market research.

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Only so many books left

How many books do you have left? Last night, a discussion at the book club I frequent turned serious. Even for those with a prodigious capacity for reading, there could still only be a certain number of novels one could read in a year. And only a certain number of years left to each of us. Imagine a stack of yet unnamed and unread books that constitute your entire future reads. How distressing is it for you when the one you’ve just finished is nowhere near the level of a good read?

That prompts a number of questions, not least of which is what exactly is a good read. For most involved in the discussion, a good read, minimally, is never a waste of time. That, in itself, may not shed a great deal of light on the subject. In the right mood, a thoroughly entertaining or adventurous read might be just the tonic one needs. On the other hand, a ponderous tome that one plods through without pleasure might be a clear waste of time regardless of how frequently its merits are insisted upon by others. It is as though, for a good read, we are each looking for the right novel at the right time, which can be read in the right way.

But what of that hint of fear I heard in some voices? What is its source? And where can we turn for the recommendation that will place the right novel in our hands at the right time? The novel we had just read had an enticing but ultimately unsatisfactory answer to that question. And I found that when I was asked it directly, I also had nothing like a well-considered reply.

I have a shelf of books in my room that I intend to read in the near future. Each time I finish reading a novel, I turn to that shelf and consider what to read next. I also have a list of books not on that shelf but to which I have easy access at the local library. And of course there is a far larger unwritten list of books that might, given my current state of knowledge, understanding, and sensitivity, be plausible selections for me. I know that I tend to read authors; if I enjoy one book by an author, I will tend to read all that he or she has written. I know that I have no real tolerance for mysteries or horror. I’m certainly influenced in my choice by what I have most recently read. And I might have one or two books that I have fixed upon as definite choices in the year ahead. But more than any of these, I will tend to take the advice of a trusted friend.

Why is the recommendation of a trusted friend so persuasive? And what does he or she suggest that I read next?

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A month of productive reading, running, and writing

This feels like it will be a good year. At least it has started well. Fed up with the icy conditions, I have taken to using the indoor track at the Waterloo Recreation Complex. I managed to get out three times per week and achieved a total (time) for the month almost 50% higher than my previous personal best for January. It helped that I received an iPod Shuffle for Christmas, which relieves the tedium of endlessly running in circles (or rather ovals). I’ve also lost five pounds in the process. Once the paths clear sufficiently for safe running out of doors, in a couple of months, I should be ready for some significant numbers (for me).

I’m even happier with my reading. I mentioned earlier that I joined the 75 Books in 2012 challenge on LibraryThing. It’s not a race, just a self-imposed challenge. In order to make it more enjoyable, I decided that I would write short reviews of each book I read. That turns out to be much more fun than I had anticipated. Crafting what I hope are fair reviews of between 200 to 500 words brings its own challenges. I like to reflect some aspect of the text in my reviews. And I’ve been gratified to receive a few positive comments on them from others in the group. If you are interested in my reviews, an RSS feed of them is available.

These days I tend to have four books on the go in my reading pile at any one time, cycling through them. I keep two novels in the mix and usually two non-fiction books as well. Of the fourteen books I’ve devoured in January, a couple have stood out. Sputnik Sweetheart is the first work by Haruki Murakami that I have tried. I’m looking forward to more. Brooklyn by Colm Tóibín is remarkably deft and gentle writing. I could learn a thing or two from him.

Apart from writing brief reviews, I’m pleased to report that my writing group met again in January. It had been a few months since I had been at a meeting. The other members of the group always inspire me to work a bit harder at my writing. In the month ahead, I intend to turn my thoughts towards antagonists. Which, I suppose, is well in keeping with the theme of challenges met.

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Running – a year in review, 2011

It looks like I did better with my reading than with my running this year. No personal best. Indeed, 2011 will slot in as only my 4th best year for running. On the positive side, I did manage to get out running every month. On the negative side, there were four months in a row where my totals were excessively modest.

Here are how the top 10 years now rank:

  1. 2010
  2. 2004
  3. 2006
  4. 2011
  5. 2003
  6. 2008
  7. 2009
  8. 2002
  9. 2005
  10. 2007

No significant injuries in 2011, so no real excuses either. I’ll do better in 2012.

 

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Reading – a year in review, 2011

2011 was another good year for reading. I discovered new authors whose work I enjoyed: Selecky, Skibsrud, Lerner and Moore (Lisa). I continued to participate in a book club whose meetings were always vibrant and whose selections surprised me. I touched base with some old favourites. And I had my eyes opened by two great literary achievements, Sebald’s Austerlitz and Nabokov’s Pnin. As per usual, I have compiled a list of statistics for 2011. You can also, if you wish, look back at the comparable stats for 2010. And for 2009.

Stats from my 2011 reading list:

  • 33 were borrowed from our public library
  • 18 have Canadian authors
  • 5 were chosen due to personal recommendations from friends
  • 34 are by authors who appear more than once on the 2010 list
  • 9 were being reread
  • 1 was read aloud by my wife and me
  • 12 are non-fiction

Books read in 2011 (81):

  • Sebald, W.G. Austerlitz
  • Pym, Barbara. Crampton Hodnet
  • Holt, Hazel. A Lot to Ask: A life of Barbara Pym
  • Laferrière, Dany. I Am a Japanese Writer
  • Dickner, Nicolas. Nikolski
  • Huxley, Aldous. Crome Yellow
  • Selecky, Sarah. This Cake is for the Party
  • Pym, Barbara. No Fond Return of Love
  • Velleman, J. David. How We Get Along
  • Skibsrud, Johanna. The Sentimentalists
  • Roth, Philip. The Plot Against America: A Novel
  • Pamuk, Orhan. The Naïve and Sentimental Novelist
  • Pym, Barbara. An Academic Question
  • Smith, Zadie. Changing My Mind: Occasional Essays
  • Moore, Lisa. Alligator
  • Janzen, Rhoda. Mennonite in a Little Black Dress
  • Metcalf, John (ed.). The Narrative Voice: Short Stories and Reflections by Canadian Authors
  • Pym, Barbara. Less Than Angels
  • Johannesen, S.K. The Yellow Room
  • Moore, Lisa. Degrees of Nakedness: Stories
  • Iyer, Lars. Spurious
  • Moore, Lisa. Open: Stories
  • Jacobson, Howard. The Finkler Question
  • Prose, Francine. Reading Like a Writer
  • Prose, Francine. Blue Angel
  • Shawn, Wallace. Essays
  • Doxiadis, Apostolos. Logicomix
  • Bow, Erin. Plain Kate
  • Richler, Mordecai. Barney’s Version
  • McEwan, Ian. Solar
  • Fforde, Jasper. One of our Thursdays is Missing
  • Horan, Nancy. Loving Frank
  • Sawyer, Robert J. Wonder
  • Toews, Miriam. Irma Voth
  • Fallis, Terry. The Best Laid Plans
  • Walter, Jess. The Financial Lives of the Poets
  • Ollestad, Norman. Crazy for the Storm
  • Yeffeth, Glenn (ed.) Seven Seasons of Buffy: Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers Discuss Their Favorite Television Show
  • South, James B. (ed.) Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Philosophy: Fear and Trembling in Sunnydale
  • Kalman, Maira. The Principles of Uncertainty
  • Cleave, Chris. Little Bee
  • Vaughan, Brian K. The Escapists
  • Seth. George Sprott: 1894-1975
  • Pratchett, Terry. I Shall Wear Midnight
  • Pym, Barbara. Some Tame Gazelle
  • Rowling, J.K. Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone
  • Rowling, J.K. Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
  • Rowling, J.K. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
  • Rowling, J.K. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
  • Rowling, J.K. Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
  • Rowling, J.K. Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince
  • Rowling, J.K. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
  • Pym, Barbara. A Few Green Leaves
  • Kirn, Walter. Up in the Air
  • Pym, Barbara. A Glass of Blessings
  • Vaillant, John. The Tiger: A true story of vengeance and survival
  • Hyland, M.J. Carry Me Down
  • Nabokov, Vladimir. Pnin
  • Hyland, M.J. How The Light Gets In
  • Lerner, Ben. Leaving the Atocha Station
  • Glouberman, Misha and Sheila Heti. The Chairs Are Where The People Go
  • Lencioni, Patrick. The Five Dysfunctions of a Team: a leadership fable
  • Larkin, Philip. A Girl in Winter
  • Cooley, Martha. The Archivist
  • Pratchett, Terry. Nation
  • MacLeod, Alexander. Light Lifting
  • Simmonds, Posy. Literary Life
  • Fforde, Jasper. The Last Dragonslayer
  • Harbach, Chad. The Art of Fielding
  • de Waal, Edmund. The Hare With Amber Eyes
  • Walter, Jess. The Zero
  • Shteyngart, Gary. Super Sad True Love Story
  • Zusak, Markus. I Am The Messenger
  • Cooper, Susan. Over Sea, Under Stone
  • Cooper, Susan. The Dark is Rising
  • Cooper, Susan. Greenwitch
  • Cooper, Susan. The Grey King
  • Cooper, Susan. Silver on the Tree
  • Mazzucchelli, David. Asterios Polyp
  • Pratchett, Terry. Snuff

 

 

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LT challenge

I have been a consistent user of LibraryThing (LT) (www.librarything.com) since March of 2009. I have mentioned it a few times in earlier posts in this blog. I use LT to record my reading. As soon as I complete a book I add it to my catalogue, suitably tagged so that it shows up in my collection of ‘Read in 2009′, or ‘Read in 2010′, or, more pertinently ‘Read in 2011′. I also rate each book I add there, but I consider that mostly just a memory aide. I like to know which books I have read that I would definitely recommend to someone else. (In my case, I’m happy to recommend anything to which I give a 4-star rating or higher.)

Recently I started exploring some of the social aspects of LT. I’m not a big one for participating on fora, joining group challenges, or commenting on what other people read. However, some time in December I started ‘watching’ the group 75 Books Challenge for 2011. I was curious because I have in fact read that many books in 2011 (I’ll post my 2011 reading list on the 1st of the new year). Would you be surprised to learn that this group has more than 1000 members? Would it further surprise you to discover that a sizeable portion of the group surpassed the 75 book challenge? Maybe not, but it did surprise me.

By visiting the discussion ‘threads’ of a number of the prolific readers in this group, I learned that not only were they voracious readers, many were also substantial contributors to LT in terms of writing reviews of the books they had read or proffering recommendations to other members of the group. Here, in fact, was a vibrant community of sensitive and sensible readers – the kind of folk who like to talk about what they read, what they love about the books they read and, sometimes, what disappoints them. I think I may have been missing out these past couple of years on one of the fun parts of LT.

With that in mind, I was quick to sign up to the 75 Books Challenge for 2012. That group was initiated on 26 December, and one day later there are already more than 100 people signed up. This is one motivated group of readers. I hope I am up to the challenge in 2012.

 

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Last game of the season

The leaves on the linden tree that I can see out my window have mostly turned yellow-brown. A number have already fallen. We’ve had a series of very cool nights, as though to highlight the now surprisingly warm days. It won’t last. Soon enough the first snow will come. The signs are all there. The Blue Jays play their last game of the season today.

I didn’t play baseball as a boy other than a few pick-up games. But since their inaugural season (1977) I have more or less followed the Toronto Blue Jays. Before that my allegiance lay with the Detroit Tigers, which remains the closest team geographically to where my home town lies. In those early days with the Jays at Exhibition Stadium, I would get to a game once a year usually during The Ex. Toward the end of the summer the guys at the bakery would pile into a car early some Sunday morning and drive the near 3 hours to Toronto. But mostly I would listen to the games on my radio in my room as I drifted off to sleep.

A great many writers have noted that baseball is a sport that lends itself to radio (I would now add that cricket also shares this property). The play-by-play announcers seem to easily paint the scene. It has something to do with the structural nature of the field placements perhaps. Or the conversational pace of the game. Or the narrative drive for drama. Some of it, however, has to do with the familiarity one gains with the radio broadcast team. Over a 162 game season, their voices – the cadence and energy, the commiserations and excitements – take on the aura of friends. I still remember Tom Cheek with fondness and Jerry Howarth just sounds like the nicest gentleman imaginable.

It’s been another middling season for the Jays. They have stayed about .500 throughout the year. That’s not bad in baseball. But it’s not enough to seriously challenge within their division, possibly the most competitive in the league. That’s okay. I just like to listen to the games.

Today is the last game of the season. It will be a long winter.

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Back on the boards

Sometimes a change is as good as a rest, and vice versa. We had a wonderful time in England in July, picking up with friends we hadn’t seen in far too long, and taking long walks down various memory lanes. Since returning to Waterloo, I have been reading voraciously and writing sporadically. The ever excellent writing group in which I participate met in August, after a brief summer hiatus, and that was just the spur I needed to get writing again. It never completely stops, of course, but it does slow to a trickle at times.

The high heat of summer has ended. The cool rains of September have cleared the air and added a new blue to the sky. I feel like my head has cleared as well. I always get a renewed sense of purpose around this time of year as my yearly race completes another lap. Maybe this year will be the one.

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