Greetings Inkshedders: This is an article which was submitted to Young People's Press. I contacted the writer, Laurance Yap, and he agreed to allow me to submit it to this list. If possible, he would like to see it published - if there's a spot for in the newsletter, I'm sure he'd be happy. Whatever the case, it is an interesting indictment of academic prose, etc., and, regardless of one's visceral response as a teacher of writing, worth a read. . . Comments to Laurance can be sent directly to him at the e-mail address at the end of the article. Michael Hoechsmann Director of Education Young People's Press _________________________________________________ Academics & Writing Laurance Yap Young People's Press >"I don't know why I'm doing this," a friend told me on the phone a few >weeks ago. We were talking about a film essay she was due to hand in the >next week. "I know that you're not supposed to start with a quote, but >I'm going to do it anyway. It sounds so bad to say this, but I just don't >care anymore." > >Strange, that. If there's anything that university is about, after all, >it's about caring for your writing. You've got to be able to write >reasonably well to get in, and if you somehow slip through the system at >admission time, you're told enough about what constitutes good writing >while you're there. > >Writing is the foundation, after all, of academic life: careers are made >on whether your stuff has been published or not; on the number of >acronymed letters you can scribble before and after your name--one of my >acquaintances' business cards reads Dr. Susan R. Makin, B.A. (hons), >M.A., Ph.D., P.G.C.E, A.T.R, and R.C.A.T., whatever those mean. > >Yet the more courses that I take, the more writing classes I attend, the >more my own writing seems to trickle down towards the gutter. Unlike most >writers, I look back at work that I once put out and wonder not, "how >could I have written this kind of drivel?" but "what the hell has >happened to me? Where's my writing gone?" > >The narration in my short stories no longer crackles, pops, does >backflips; my essays are chock-full of footnotes and page references, but >lack any sort of verve or imagination. Even the articles that I've >recently had published in the paper lack the turns-of-phrase and >one-liners that I once took an amazing amount of pride in just a scant >few years ago. > >Some of the fault for this literary decline, no question, lies with the >books and articles that we're forced to read in university. Since the >quality of your writing is largely based on the quality of what you read, >the wordy, imprecise and often pompous horseshit put out by academics has >ruined many a student's talent. > >Things that could be said in five hundred words often are said in five >thousand in an effort to make what's being said sound more important and >profound than it really is; reviewing other writers' ideas is valued more >than coming up with original ones. For the most part, academic life has >become reading and commenting on other academics' pieces--a system that >scorns "popular" work and contributes to a viscious writing cycle that >makes the denseness and impenetrability of academic work worse every year. > >Worse still is the unfounded attitude that only academics know what's >really going on, and that if one reads non-academic work, one isn't >reading at a level appropriate for university. I once got burned big-time >for not being "sophisticated" enough in a first-year communications >course because I referenced a book about Hollywood special effects >written by a thirty-year veteran of the industry; my professor pointed to >an article that was written by someone who had spent a couple of weeks >watching what went on in a special-effects studio as something more >"appropriate" to use, no matter how inexperienced or clueless its writer >was. (Perhaps it was because his article had footnotes; no piece of >writing, after all, is valid without footnotes.) > >Having to read academics for eight months does terrible things to your >normal reading habits too. I used to be able to read a novel a day, so >long as it was a good novel. But now, even the best book I've read this >year* (incidentally lent to me by the same person who didn't care about >her introduction) was itself digested in twenty-page chunks over a >two-week period. > >Why? Because every dry, boring, academic article that I've read since >entering university has been about twenty pages long, and the >mind-numbing experience of reading them has conditioned me to the point >that all of my reading acumen seems to disappear after twenty pages, no >matter how good the piece is. This may be why it takes the average >adult--who for the most part doesn't have homework to deal with--three >weeks to read a hardcover novel instead of a couple of days. > >But we can't lay all the blame for our terrible writing at the feet of >what we read. A lot of the decline has also to do with what we're taught >writing is about, what we're taught writing is. All of the creativity we >had during junior and senior high school, if it hadn't yet been battered >out of us in those two institutions, is systematically annihilated in >university. > >Here, it's not the reader's interest or your thought-provoking ideas that >are valued; instead, it's your ability to restate other people's >viewpoints, on being able to compile the best and most >beautifully-formatted footnotes. It's about MLA documentation, about >underlining titles, not putting them in quotation marks; about learning >how to use the ibid. instead of "same." It's your ability to state and >restate, not provoke and inflame and criticize and piss-off. It's about >conformity, not creativity. > >Case in point. About a month and a half ago, an adviser from our school's >Writing Centre came to one of our classes to tell us how to approach the >upcoming final essay. She began by asking us what the elements of a good >story were, and then, after listing the characteristics on the board, >told us how to exorcise the story-like elements one-by-one, and replace >them with "logical," "concrete" and "serious[ly] academic" arguments. > >I had a problem with that, contending that a paper that managed to >combine the best of both worlds--interesting plotting, vivid description, >fascinating characters and controlled pacing, combined with intelligent >argument and reasoned input from various authors--would result in a much >more creative and thus compelling paper, one that would read better, and >thus was likely to get a higher mark. After all, many of the best stories >I've read have taken cues from nonfiction writing, using scientific >terminiology, ideological discourse and kick-ass proof to better explain >their characters and plot machinations. > >I was wrong. "What your instructors are looking for," we were told >finally, "is not original thinking here. What they want to see is if you >can read other authors and analyze their writing in an intelligent >manner." > >Was she kidding? I thought that we came to university to broaden our >minds and our horizons, to exploit, not supress, our creativity. To come >up with original ideas, not to rehash some other author's work--something >I probably could have done back in grade five, and probably a lot more >succintly at that. > >There is hope, though. > >I rebelled, and my final essay in that course, a knee-jerk reaction to >the Writing Centre advisor's lecture--combined five-hundred-plus words of >pure storytelling with a lighthearted, sometimes glib, but most of all, >lively, tone. It had pictures and full-page headlines and typographic >effects; I spent an hour and a half photoshopping the front cover. My >instructor liked it enough that she gave me a perfect grade. "You don't >have to have a perfect paper to get a hundred," she scrawled on it. >"Sometimes, you just have to be creative." > >My friend eventually wrote the wordy quote out of her film essay >introduction and decided to stand on her own two cognitive feet >throughout the paper, rather than relying so much on authors who were >repeating each other ad infinitum. Reebok and Jerry Maguire took on more >importance than Meaning Transfer Theory. > >Not so fast, though, my left brain tells me. That book she lent me--the >best one I've read this year? She hasn't even started it yet. And this >morning, I just rushed off the first draft of a paper for an English >course and decided that that was all the time I wanted to spend on it, >that the extra couple of marks that I would have gained from reading it >over and making some minor revisions, adding some more footnotes, just >weren't worth the time or effort. > >It's probably better off that way, though. At least right now, warts and >all, the ideas in it are still mine. >_________________________________________________ > >Footnotes: >* Rothenberg, Randall. Where the Suckers Moon: An Advertising Story. New >York: Alfred A. Knopf, 1994. >_________________________________________________ > >Laurance Yap's summary of the works of Dr. Seuss in the second grade >didn't start with a quote. Had he not spent two years in York University, >this piece would probably also have been half as long. He hasn't learned, >though; he's going back for more next year. > >_________________________________________________ > >Laurance Yap - Automotive Journalist > Toronto Star - Wheels > AutoMotive Magazine > > e-mail - [log in to unmask] > [log in to unmask] > > phone+fax - 416-321-5078 > > >