Hilary Mantel on the art of fiction: “I suppose if I have a maxim, it is that there isn’t any necessary conflict between good history and good drama.” Lydia Davis on the art of fiction: “I find what happens in reality very interesting and I don’t find a great need to make up things, but I do like retelling stories that are told to me.” Elena Ferrante on the art of fiction: “The media simply can't discuss an artwork unless it can point to some protagonist behind it. And yet there is no work of literature that is not the fruit of tradition, of many skills, of a sort of collective intelligence.”
New fiction by Mark Leyner, Angela Flournoy, Ken Kalfus, James Lasdun, and an essay by J. D. Daniels.
Poems by Charles Simic, Peter Gizzi, Sarah Trudgeon, Shuzo Takiguchi, Major Jackson, Craig Morgan Teicher, Susan Stewart, and Stephen Dunn. A portfolio by Mel Bochner.
TPR interviews are always a delight to read and this issue was no exception. Ken Kalfus' Mercury was a standout. I was thoroughly amused reading it start to finish. On the other hand, Feathered Glory, was a disappointment, my interest was dragged by the flawed but ultimately uninteresting characters.
"Gone with the Mind" = 2 The Art of Fiction #226: Hilary Mantel = 4 "Feathered Glory" = 4 The Art of Fiction #227: Lydia Davis = 4 "Mercury" = 3 The Art of Fiction #229: Elena Ferrante = 4 "Lelah" = 5
Average score: 3.7, so I'm rounding it up. I really liked this issue.
Mark Leyner's opening piece, "Gone with the Mind", is a funny, if slightly pretentious, monologue short story masquerading as lunatic non-fiction. My boyfriend laughed out loud a few times when he read it.
Charles Simic and Peter Gizzi's poems are OK, but nothing memorable. The interview with Hilary Mantel, however, is excellent (as expected.) Didn't realise she was such a recluse, partly because of health issues, but also an obsessive. I also admire how candid she is towards previous work she doesn't deem that good.
The interviews with Lydia Davis and Elena Ferrante are also good reads. Davis is quite dry and extremely intelligent, Ferrante is a fascinating incognito - she's apparently one of the major writers at work in Italy today yet nobody knows her true identity and what she looks like!
James Lasdun's novella "Feathered Glory" is very good, though it doesn't break any grounds. It's just well written, with all the symbols hanging there for you to look at in the end. Sometimes you don't want to think too hard after leaving the museum, and that's fine.
Finally, I really loved Susan Stewart's poem "After the Mowing".
Hilary Mantel's interview was a delight, as was Ferrante's. J.D. Daniel's essay on participating in a group think conference was nothing short of learned and hilarious. Mr. Lasdun's novella--I found myself following in the margins lines such as, "Carla had this capacity for flooring one, often just as you were running out of patience with her," with, "the same cannot be said of--" Or show-stoppers like, "Victor died," with, "boo-fucking-hoo." (Admittedly this was when my patience was run quite dry.) Stuffed with stuffy dialogue and unstuffed characters, seemingly only spun for long drawling riffs on the psychologies of said rag dolls, I was deeply saddened such a piece was granted a full 68 pages of le cahier de Paris. A fine edition to read in the lavatory, you may find it's uses manifold.
Not one of the better issues. The Hilary Mantel interview was revealing and threw new light on her work. Other than that piece I wasn't particularly interested in the rest of the contents. Still that's the fun of the Paris Review - one issue can be brilliant and the next decidedly lacklustre.
Can't really pinpoint why, except for the fact both Sarah's and Richard's thoughts resonated with me, but I was very impressed with James Lasdun's "Feathered Glory".
mark leyner's short story "gone with the mind" is changing everything for me. I can't stop thinking of it. I'm stealing his imaginary intern. the primordial horde is a trippy ass bit too