Guilty pleasures

Today, I am loving this post a lot.

It’s been on my mind lately, the idea of ‘guilty pleasures’. It’s one of those questions that gets asked in interviews – what’s your guilty pleasure? As in, what do you take joy from but know that you shouldn’t, because it’s ‘silly’ or ‘not challenging’ or ‘just for fun’ or ‘pure entertainment’?

Guilt is a very big and serious feeling, to be reserved for things that are actually guilt-inducing. Like forgetting to feed the dog. Or the children.

Pleasure is about enjoyment, not duty, not kowtowing to what Certain People think you should be enjoying (what a strange concept).

I encounter an awful lot of people who feel like they should apologise for or criticise what they read. A lot of people who feel they need to be snarky about ‘popular’ or ‘commercial’ books to prove that they are smart and clever and insightful.

I kind of feel smart/clever/insightful people should know better.


Social media yadda yadda

Last week I facilitated a workshop for writers starting out, and there were questions at one stage about the importance of Being Active On Social Media, and one of the things that came up was the super-self-promoters on things like Twitter. “Stop following those people!” was my advice there. But there was still the worry of needing to do all these things in order to be a ‘better bet’ as a writer.

I also came across this piece from Gillian ‘Gone Girl’ Flynn’s agent talking about social media. My favourite quote from this, re: whether it’s worth investing in social media marketing and digital promotion:

…it is not always the author’s investment. There has certainly been a lot of social media chatter ABOUT Gillian’s books, although it’s true that for the most part she was not out there participating in or generating the conversation.

I love twitter, as some of you may have noticed. But I don’t think of it as a ‘self-promotion tool’ at all. It’s like going to a nice big coffee shop and yapping to people, and getting to know some of the regulars who sit near you a bit better. Sometimes you might invite people you know from somewhere else to come join you, and there’s a fair few people there you’ll see outside the coffee shop, or invite to a party.

There are great discussions and some mundane ones too, and while you do hear about people’s work and stuff that they have going on, it’s still weird and inappropriate if a stranger who’s just walked in comes up to you and starts shouting in your face ‘buy my book buy my book buy my book!’ That’s a world away from someone you’ve chatting to, whose face is familiar, going, ‘oh, I’ve something new out now’ or (even more effectively) someone you know recommending you something that’s just out.

(Along similar lines, it is weird when you’re discussing something political and a stranger comes up and shouts ‘you’re wrong and going to hell’ – there’s a big gap between open debate and being hostile to people you’ve never spoken to before in your life.)

I think social networks are pretty darn cool at least some of the time, and facilitate both new and old friendships and connections, but they’re too unfocused and messy and human to be The Best Book/Self Promotion Tool Ever. And that’s kind of a good thing. I see people get stressed out about ‘keeping up with’ all these things, like it’s about putting on a suit and going to work. It’s not. You probably want to brush your hair before going to the coffee shop, yeah, and it’s best not to stumble in drunk or in your pyjamas, but it’s okay if you’re not there all the time and it’s even okay if you decide it’s just not for you at all. There are other places out there. Really.


What do you do with a BA in anything?

I’ve talked about arts degrees before. When you have an arts degree, you are allowed be slightly mocking about it, the same way you’re allowed make fun of your own siblings.

But if you genuinely seriously suggest that an arts degree is a waste of time – that a three- or four-year course of academic study involving research and study and writing and learning is a waste of time – then. Oh. Then I get grumpy.

There are two pieces in the Irish Times today that I’ve been ranting about over on the twitters. One is about the uses of an arts degree, which has lots of statistics and figures (useful information to have, certainly), but seems to entirely leave out the question of whether liking (or even, not hating) your study and work actually matters. The other is a piece by a concerned parent of a college student who thinks her daughter, who’s doing a degree involving 15-20 contact hours, needs more structure (and, oh, that lecturers are very well paid and have lots of holidays and sure what else are they doing).

Breathe in, breathe out.

I guess I’ll start with the lecturers, first, because it’s an extension of the ‘teachers do nothing!’ attitude that so many people misguidedly have. Classroom hours, or lecture hall hours, are the result of a lot of work, and result in more work, and this work doesn’t magically disappear once the students go on their holidays. (At both levels there’s also a huge amount of admin work, often some pastoral care stuff, and your own ongoing professional development. Academics are also, of course, engaging in their own research.)

So when you go to college, you’re not sitting there being spoonfed. You’re getting an intense hour or two hours; everyone in the room should have put in additional work and/or need to do so afterwards. Yes, yes, arts students can sit around drinking coffee in between lectures if they like (and indeed I did a fair bit of this myself), but they’re also going to find themselves working late into the night or at weekends. It’s the system – there is just so much of the stuff that you have to go away and read yourself or discover for yourself or process for yourself. And it’s often less outwardly visible than being in a classroom or lab from 9-6.

I think that side of it is why there can be a lot of disdain for arts degrees (the piece in question is about a law student, but it tends to follow a similar structure – lots of independent work – even though we tend to see law as more worthwhile). No one is making you suffer (at designated times in designated places). You have both great freedom and great responsibility, to misquote Spiderman. There seems to be a mistrust – which carries over into the working world – of this, a sense that you can’t love something or find it satisfying and yet have it also be hard work. It’s an either/or situation – except it really isn’t. You can love your degree and still have it be stressful and difficult and sometimes a struggle to work at; you can love your job and still have a sense that it is work and have many aspects of it that you wouldn’t do were it ‘just’ for fun.

The piece about the uses of arts degrees really doesn’t address the issue of liking your course or even future employment; the idea seems to be that all third-level education is good for is getting you a job in an area that is looking for people at any given point. College degrees are, by and large, broader qualifications than ‘this person can do this job’, particularly at the arts and humanities end of things, and this is no bad thing – three or four years is a long time to devote to intensive study of something with only a single pathway at the end of it. But arts degrees aren’t a way of killing time, either; I do think they’re training. Training for managing your own time, meeting deadlines, working independently, getting to grips with complex new (to you) ideas, analysing and criticising texts of various sorts, engaging with what experts have said on a particular subject, arguing your case in what is hopefully an intelligent and clear fashion. They’re not an easy option, certainly not if you want your 2:1 or first. But I would argue they’re a far better option for many people than studying something simply because Corporation X or Research Lab Y has said it wants more people in this field and look they’ll give you a job!

(Not to mention the fact that despite that article’s claim about employers wanting science and engineering types, it also includes figures that indicate arts, humanities and social sciences types have lower unemployment rates than the science-y folks.)

What do you do with a BA? Well. You learn. Isn’t that what colleges are for?


Based on a true story (ish)

Captain-von-Trapp Oh, Captain Von Trapp. Look at you with your whistle and your stern authoritarian ways, your children who just need love and music and a singing nun! And later you will also need a secret crafty plan to escape from the Nazis. Oh the drama!

Over the Christmas period, with ‘Do-Re-Mi’ and ‘Sixteen Going On Seventeen’ and ‘Something Good’ echoing in my head as The Sound of Music turned up on various channels, I went a-looking at the historical accuracy, or rather inaccuracy, of the film. I’d always had a vague sense that it had probably been amped up a little bit from the tale of the Von Trapp Family Singers, but I hadn’t quite realised:

  • Maria didn’t really love the Captain!
  • They went into singing for cash!
  • You can’t get to Switzerland that way!

Next thing you’ll be telling me Christopher Plummer has sometimes said rather grouchy things about his role in the fi – oh, wait.

The thing is, even very cool stories need things tightened up and twisted and improved for the purposes of story. It works better if the Captain is super-strict rather than just a normal father, if he’s rich and distant instead of struggling financially; it works better if Maria connects with all the children rather than just one; it works better if they’re just married at the time of the Anschluss; it works better if they perform a rousing super-Austrian song in front of an audience and then sneakily escape over the mountains rather than hop on a train in broad daylight.

When you’re creating a story, even if it’s based on real-life stuff, you need to think about what works better instead of what really happened. If the story of a singing ‘n’ dancing family, with an almost-nun as the maternal figure, emigrating to America to avoid the Nazi regime, needs some tweaking, it is probably safe to say most real-life events might benefit from that ‘artistic license’ thing.


Eagerly anticipating in 2013…

I did this last year and have managed to read almost all of the books on that list (one or two yet to come out), so here’s looking forward to what 2013 has in store!

Dystopian and/or sci-fi universes, often coming in trilogies
Currently untitled (Divergent book #3) – Veronica Roth
Requiem – Lauren Oliver
Shades of Earth – Beth Revis
All Our Yesterdays – Cristin Terrill
Scarlet – Marissa Meyer

Contemporary YA
The Moon And More – Sarah Dessen
Jane Austen Goes To Hollywood – Abby McDonald
Improper Order – Deirdre Sullivan
The Book of Broken Hearts – Sarah Ockler
Just One Day – Gayle Forman
The Lucy Variations – Sara Zarr
Isla and the Happily Ever After – Stephanie Perkins
Severed Heads, Broken Hearts – Robyn Schneider
Things I Can’t Forget – Miranda Kenneally
Five Summers – Una LaMarche
Undone – Cat Clarke
[If you're looking for more 2013 contemporary YA things to anticipate, this post is a post of wonder.]

Contemporary young teen/pre-teen
The Chocolate Box Girls: Sweet Honey – Cathy Cassidy
Ask Amy Green: Wedding Belles – Sarah Webb
Ask Eva (World Book Day book) – Judi Curtin
(untitled Jenny Q sequel) – Pauline McLynn
Marco Impossible - Hannah Moskowitz

Fantasy and/or otherwise spooky or weird (YA and older-kids)
Wormwood Gate – Katherine Farmar
Close Your Pretty Eyes – Sally Nicholls
Untold – Sarah Rees Brennan
Picture Me Gone – Meg Rosoff [actually no idea what category this will fit into, but 'weird' feels like a safe bet]
Invisibility – David Levithan & Andrea Cremer
Transparent – Natalie Whipple

Historical (kids)
Family Tree #1 – Ann M Martin
Friends Forever #3: The Mystery Tour – Judi Curtin

Grown-uppy contemporary books
He’s Gone – Deb Caletti
The Memory Box – Sarah Webb
Town and Country: New Irish Short Stories – Kevin Barry (ed.)
It Felt Like A Kiss – Sarra Manning
Wedding Night – Sophie Kinsella


Some things I have loved recently…

Three things I have loved recently:

Jesus Christ Superstar in the O2 in Dublin (13 October), with Tim Minchin as Judas… so good! I really adore this musical, and hadn’t seen it in years, and this production of it is absolutely spectacular – all modernised, but done very cleverly, and the kind of thing you just get completely caught up in.

I had been excited about Liberal Arts for a while, based on it having Josh Radnor (Ted from How I Met Your Mother) as the main character, Jesse, and being about college, and when I saw the trailer, I was sold. This is a movie about growing up, about being thirtysomething and having college nostalgia and falling for a cute undergrad… but without being cheesy and middle-aged-man-fantasy-ish. It’s smart, it’s funny, and the cast is brilliant – Allison Janney steals the scene whenever she’s on-screen, playing Jesse’s former Romantic Lit professor. Elizabeth Olsen is absolutely super as Jesse’s love interest Zibby. She does a great job at being nineteen – the kind of bright, charming, insightful nineteen-year-old who makes sense as Jesse’s object of fascination (there’s certainly a kind of ‘enchanted by’ feel to it, rather than being ‘wow she’s hot’), but also at a completely different stage of her life to Jesse and not entirely able to see it. Also, there is delightful snarkiness about books, and arts degrees. Yay!

I was slightly terrified that The Perks of Being a Wallflower wouldn’t live up to the book, which I adore, but I think as adaptations go, it does a really terrific job. The voice-overs mean that some of the book’s best lines get in there, and there’s also some nice new details and lines that work well on-screen. The cast is superb (although it’s strange seeing Kate Walsh and Dylan McDermott in such background roles), and apart from occasional flashes of ‘Hermione what are you doing?!’ Emma Watson does a wonderful job as Sam. Loved Ezra Miller as Patrick, Logan Lerman as Charlie, and Mae Whitman as Mary Elizabeth. And the music is brilliant (always associate ‘Asleep’ with Perks, so glad they were able to use it, and Heroes!).