Millennial Perspectives: A-lvl Students on Academic Criticism and Contemporary Practice

Recently, I ran my final English Extension seminar of the year. Leading on from the critical theory discussions we’d been having in class about the notion of literary value, I decided to see what the students thought of the business of studying contemporary fiction. Contemporary fiction is part and parcel of the AQA B A2 English Literature course, but how would students respond to the questions about what we ‘do’ with current texts? How would they view their own study of contemporary texts? The title of the session was ‘An academic or a geek? A discussion about contemporary textual practice’. Seven AS English Literature students attended. I asked them to read a short extract from Robert Eaglestone’s ‘Contemporary fiction in the academy: towards a manifesto’ where the question about academics and geeks was posed, and then we moved on to ask some questions about studying contemporary fiction.

I was really impressed with how they came to identify some of the central issues that arise when thinking about this sort of practice. We started with the academic/geek distinction, an idea that Eaglestone identifies as about “knowledge inside and outside the academy”. How would students distinguish between the “profession” of the English Literature academic and the geek, where the latter “may know as much (or more) or have read as much (or more)” than the former? One student –who proudly called themselves a Game of Thrones nerd – suggested that geeks might have similar subject knowledge to academics “but do something different” with the text. “It’s more personal, they’re emotionally involved with the characters… the aim of what they do with the text is different”. In response, another student gave this perspective on the academic: “the academic has devoted their life to the study of this text. It’s a question of commitment… a geek is only a geek sometimes, they can pick and choose”. A further contribution summed it up with the idea that perhaps “all academics are geeks, but not all geeks are academics”. Students felt academic was clearly a prestige term, but that there were other important considerations here, including the notion of who listens to the outputs from these different kinds of specialists. Certainly students felt that they read more general online publications about texts than academic critique – blogs, social networking sites – and that “academics write for other academics”. This wasn’t seen as an entirely negative statement. Students felt that the advantage the academic has is access to other extremely specialised perspectives. We introduced the idea of peer review as an important way to sustain the quality of discussion, something which might be more varied in online communities outside the academy.

This led us on to the discussion of academic texts and journals. The consensus was that academic texts were “intimidating” and sometimes “dull”. Students felt that their A-lvl discussion – along with literary articles they might read as part of it – was more accessible than academic journal articles. “I’m not sure how to go about reading an academic paper” said one student “it’s not something that we get taught explicitly, and we’re not exposed to it as much at this level, apart from to think about ‘alternative perspectives’”. Others said that if there was a “stripping aware of jargon” they might find academic texts more accessible.

I then asked them to consider what we mean by the word “contemporary” when it comes to studying fiction, and whether there was value in thinking about studying texts written now. Each student gave different definitions of what they felt it should refer to. Some students focused on contemporary as defined by audience – “who is reading it now and what are they saying about it”. Another student focused on the idea of watershed historical events – when asked whether we had gone beyond a ‘post-war’ period, they responded “I think we are kind of still in the ‘post-war’ period. Certainly it was really important but I think it might not have as much of an impact now. There are other big influential events, such as 9/11.” Others students defined the contemporary as being issues led, suggesting fiction dealing with feminism or technological networks would be important for this kind of study. One student response acknowledged some of the inherent problems with studying the contemporary – “it’s such a broad topic, with texts from all over the world and different genres being part of it. To critique the contemporary needs a certain way of thinking.” No-one could really agree on a time-frame for what constituted the contemporary, with some saying that texts not from the recent past might still provide important perspectives on contemporary issues, and so could be considered valid for inclusion in this kind of critical archive.

Tellingly, as we moved on to think about specific themes in these texts, it was said that fiction now was about “trying to look forward… it emphasises a kind of ‘not knowing’ about society”. While we ranged around, the students said that obviously their status as the millennial generation influenced their perspective on what issues were important. On looking at extracts from Jenni Egan’s A Visit From The Goon Squad and Cormac McCarthy’s The Road, one student later commented that they showed “a fascination with an apocalyptic vision of the world…[that] the way we lead our lives today is driving us further away from what it means to live a ‘purposeful’ life […] it is possible that in another hundred years or so, our now contemporary texts will be seen as nihilistic.”

It was extremely exciting to hear students thinking critically about these sorts of issues. Certainly it raises ideas about how students think about academic writing and about the worth of studying current texts. I’ve always tried to expose classes to different academic sources, whichever text is in the frame for study, but the session made me think that we need more signposting around academic criticism at A-lvl. Perhaps teachers need to directly address some of the prejudices students have about what it means to write about English Literature in a way which is valid, intelligible and important.

 

With thanks to the following students from Central Sussex College:

Eleanor Doherr
Rhiannon Phillips
Eleanor Martin
Ella Mayne
Edward Southgate
Evangeline Taylor
Max West

References:
Eaglestone, R. ‘Contemporary fiction in the academy: towards a manifesto’, Textual Practice, Vol. 27, No. 7, 2013, p. 1089-1101

Social Networking ‘Chat’ in Fiction – some thoughts about what it does

Ben Lerner’s Leaving The Atocha Station makes me think that chat logs/IMs are uniquely powerful narrative modes. There’s a big chunk of this kind of communication between the narrator and a distant friend in the middle of the novel. It’s almost like we run along the keystrokes as we read this sort of conversation/interaction (computer-mediated-communication is too technical a term for this stuff I feel). The clunkiness of a keyboard input is transformed into a kind of hyper-dialogue – with one of the magic tricks being that we’re made to think of the character *thinking* of how to articulate themselves. Keener empathetic link, perhaps. Perhaps this is just more post-modernism? Or perhaps when we read chat logs in novels they become defamiliarised and we view them as something that isn’t just a conversation or dialogue. We might say they are concentrated narratives, because they are a character’s constant retelling of themselves within the retelling of another story*. (*I hope you feel good about the Inception pun you just made.) Obviously we have to be careful about what assumptions we make about characters (i.e. constructs, representations, not human beings) but let’s go with this way of thinking for now.

A quick distinction that I’m playing with at the moment. Dialogue is immediate, spoken with full awareness of the other (i.e. the person that isn’t you). Interaction via chat is made differently because it is mediated by a computer. It’s inputted/created with a conspicuous awareness of the self-as-other (i.e. you understand there’s a version of you which isn’t really you ).

The most striking moment of this novel was not ‘told’ by the narrator but presented on the page through said chat dialogue. (Are some of the most moving parts of our lives actually these moments now? I say this entirely seriously. No vague arguments about ‘real human connection’ or ‘wasn’t it better when’. We connect now in this way, quite a bit. Let’s think about that critically.) The things that happen, it seems – the important things – have always happened to a version of ourselves i.e. a remembered self, or a slightly altered version of the self that actually did those things. Now, instead of memory/tangible objects being a representation of those different versions, we have a constant digital record. The important event – a traumatic death, in Lerner’s novel – is rendered significant for being removed from the general voice of the narrative and turned into one of these records. Two typed voices comprise the retelling of (or the creating of) the story of a tragic death, as witnessed by the narrator’s friend. At the end of the story, the friend moves on prosaically  – “How is Spain?” – in a way which is absurd, maybe horrible, but entirely recognisable. At that moment we understand that this kind of controlled, highly artificial-yet-sincere interaction was the only way to effectively articulate the traumatic experience the friend had gone through. It was retold to themselves as much as ‘told’ to our narrator. So the chat log can go beyond the confines of other epistolary devices – letters, telegrams – because it is immediately and consciously not one-voice-writing-to-another but two voices writing at themselves and each other simultaneously.

The automatic concern about computer-mediated-communication and online interactions is that we’re distancing other human beings. Simultaneously, though, we’re uncovering an understanding of how we construct ourselves – an understanding not asked for, or fully comprehended each time we glimpse it, and this is therefore disconcerting. Maybe that’s the real fear… the important thing, we learn about the stuff that we normally don’t have reflected at us by face-to-face communication. For Lerner, in Leaving The Atocha Station, the chat log is a site of self-understanding rather than just a handy long-distance connecting device for the story. In a similar way to how Lerner’s narrator reflects throughout the novel, it forces the reader to consider how they make-themselves-up.

“She” is now online.

*TwistedSister* has joined the conversation

TwistedSister: Hey

heisinside: Hi

TwistedSister: Hw you doing?

heisinside: Okay….

TwistedSister: ???

heisinside: ?

TwistedSister: Just okay?

heisinside: Yeah I guess…

heisinside: Today’s  been difficult.

TwistedSister: Awww 😦 is there nethin I can do to make it bettER?

TwistedSister: jus say the word 😛

heisinside: I’m already trying to make it better by talking to you… you know what I mean don’t you?

TwistedSister: Ahh rite. Don’t worry. I understand!

heisinside: 🙂 you always used to help me when I couldn’t get up. I can’t today.

TwistedSister: That’s alrite! Is it anything you want to talk about?

heisinside: No it’s fine… sorry, how are you?

TwistedSister: Well, you know me.

heisinside: I do 🙂

TwistedSister: I’m doing great. Was looking forward to speaking to you all day!

heisinside: Thanks – that makes me feel better.

TwistedSister: 🙂

TwistedSister: hav been spending time listening to our favourite bands! Because it reminds me of you. I miss you. I hope you know that.

heisinside: I do.

TwistedSister: How was last night? Did you go out in the end

heisinside: Of course not.

TwistedSister: 😦

TwistedSister: ur not trying hard enough you know

heisinside: it’s been difficult today, I said. That was why. I didn’t start this so that I could talk about what I didn’t do last night, okay?

TwistedSister:……..

heisinside: I’m sorry

TwistedSister:  it’s okay…

heisinside: Look I talk to you because I need to… you’re my crutch.

TwistedSister: I’m glad I can be here for you. But remember you have to keep trying don’t you?

heisinside: Yes I know I do.

heisinside: Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I do. Yes I know I

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TwistedSister: So are you feeling better about the bigger stuff now? If you don’t mind me askin?

TwistedSister: ……..you do mind me askin dontcha?

TwistedSister:.. sorry.

heisinside: I don’t think I mind.

heisinside: It’s just…

heisinside: I thought I was healed…and now I’m not. I know I’m not. This day… how I am now. It shows I’m not healed.

TwistedSister: Don’t think about that. WE’ve spoken about this remember? How you shouldn’t let yourself say this? When I’m around?

heisinside: Yes. I need to be better for myself.

TwistedSister: Good! so let’s be sure to talk about something else rather than your illness

heisinside: I shouldn’t call it that.

TwistedSister: No you’re right, I shouldn’t call it that

TwistedSister: you*

heisinside: I guess it helps me to realise though, doesn’t it?

TwistedSister: Realise what?..

heisinside: stop playing.

TwistedSister: ?

TwistedSister: ???

heisinside: Well…

heisinside: Facing up to it was part of it, that’s what the doctor told me, told us before.

TwistedSister:  ‘Us’?

heisinside: Sorrry.

TwistedSister: Don’t type that for me alright? WE’RE NOT AT THAT STAGE ANYMORE

heisinside: I KNOW. I know we’re “not at that stage an;tgg       qqqoq[rq9qawpojyt#’

heisinside: PATHETIFV PATHETIC

TwistedSister: completlay fudncking pathetic

heisinside: I know

TwistedSister: I know I am

TwistedSister: stop this now.

heisinside: it always stops like this

TwistedSister: can’t keep it up for very long now can you?

heisinside: you can’t pretend for four hours anymore. Stop crying.

TwistedSister: stop crying.

TwistedSister: stop

TwistedSister: stop

TwistedSister: stop

TwistedSister: This can’t help you.

heisinside: I have to help myself.

TwistedSister: Why can’t I do this? I can’t get out of this chair

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*RightThisTime* has joined the conversation

RightThisTime: Don’t be fucking ridiculous.

*RightThisTime* has left the conversation

heisinside: go and do some proper writing. Stop playing with yourself

heisinside: You’re barely human.

TwistedSister: But…

heisinside: I am a single whole human being. My name is Kieran. I should interact with other human beings using the river and the stream and those around me. I should not interact alone, as the therapist has told me this will not help me. Close the program and delete her profile and don’t do this again. She’s not going to come back.

heisinside: I am a single whole human being. My name is Kieran. I should interact with other human beings using the river and the stream and those around me. I should not interact alone, as the therapist has told me this will not help me. Close the program and delete her profile and don’t do this again. She’s not going to come back.

heisinside: I am a single whole human being. My name is Kieran. I should interact with other human beings using the river and the stream and those around me. I should not interact alone, as the therapist has told me this will not help me. Close the program and delete her profile and don’t do this again. She’s not going to come back.

heisinside: I am a single whole human being. My name is Kieran. I should interact with other human beings using the river and the stream and those around me. I should not interact alone, as the therapist has told me this will not help me. Close the program and delete her profile and don’t do this again. She’s not going to come back……

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