Saturday, August 29, 2015

When monsters invaded the Melbourne Writers Festival

Batman is a bit fed up. From Batman #6 (2011)
Words: Scott Snyder. Pencils: Greg Capullo. Ink: Jonathan Glapio. Colours: FCO.
Jane Sullivan has an excellent write-up of the 2015 Melbourne Writers Festival (MWF15) in her weekly 'Turning Pages' column.

In 'When monsters invaded the Melbourne Writers Festival', Sullivan reflects on the privilege of a public voice, the monstrousness of abusing this, and other variations of the shocking, the galling and the plainly unjust.

She begins her column with my third session from MWF15: 'The Book That Changed Me: Batman':
Last week I went to the Melbourne Writers Festival and beheld a monstrous, fanged thing, screaming, scattering his attackers, driven by his rage.
No, it wasn't Mark Latham. It was the vision of philosopher and writer Damon Young, in The Book That Changed Me session, recalling his first encounters with Batman. 
Young spoke with passion, wisdom and humour about the deeply flawed and perpetually suffering hero of his childhood. Like most writers, he honoured that precious privilege for guests at festivals: a chance to speak out and be heard. It's a privilege not to be squandered.
It's a perceptive summary, which highlights the distinctive pleasure of being listened to. Like reading, hearkening is a fine art.

Monday, August 24, 2015

Melbourne Writers Festival 2015

A mirror-world Melbourne: St Paul's Cathedral, Flinders Street Station,
The Dumbo Feather caravan, and MWF at Federation Square
This weekend I was a guest of the Melbourne Writers Festival: an Iced VoVo of literary fondant, performance jam, and the desiccated coconut of absurdist political grandstanding.

I had four gigs over three days, beginning on Friday with 'So, You've Published Book'. Along with my fellow speakers Monica Dux and Graeme Simsion, and Writers Victoria host Alexis Drevikovsky, my job was to be a boot, forever stamping on the human face of literary ambition offer some practical tips for aspiring writers.

Talking social media. Note characteristic
hand gesture: the 'idea pluck'.
Graeme highlighted the diminishing returns of constant authorial performance, and the importance of realism: do these gigs because you enjoy them, or you want to give something back, not because they'll lead to instant sales. What gets retail registers humming? Readable books, broadcast media and word of mouth, Graeme said.

Monica spoke of the importance of confidence and clear communication in pitching to newspaper editors, and regular practice in interviews. She also noted, as did Graeme, the value of balance: learning to say 'no' to gigs that squander time or weaken integrity.

I discussed social media and websites for authors, and highlighted the difference between intrinsic and extrinsic value: jobs we do as a means to an end, and jobs that are ends in themselves. Sometimes I write to pitch an essay or augment my profile, sometimes I write for the pleasure of writing. It helps to know the difference, and be able to justify each.

As I point out in Distraction, technology is neither a malicious enemy nor an altruistic liberator. But it does invite serious reflection on what we value, and why.

From memory, I also repeated this classic etiquette maxim: "Don't be a dick." Put less simply, I take my public profile seriously. It's artifice, but so is writing--as an artist, I'm judged by my words. Why be judicious or brave in a manuscript but sloppy or craven on Twitter?

Next, on Saturday morning: My Nanna is a Ninja and My Pop is a Pirate. We had a quiz about ninja lore and pirate history, learned to draw the nanna and pop, and did some readings (complete with the requisite shouting from the kids). A fun morning, with a relaxed and enthusiastic audience.

Emoting the pirate pop (note earrings)
Drawing the ninja nanna
Saturday afternoon I hung out at Federation Square and tried to avoid the drunken cabaret of Australian politics. (I failed.)

Then, after the ACMI fire alarm finished (ALERT, NARCISSISM), I spoke about a book that changed me: Batman.

Wearing my Wonder Woman birthday t-shirt (thanks, Sophia), I told the Festival Club about my introduction to mortality, in Death in the Family. I described this striking illustration, by Jim Aparo. I also discussed Batman's resolve: not to pursue happiness, but to make the most of his broken psyche (and billions). There was also Sartre on the literary world, Nietzsche on 'style', and Wittgenstein on 'family resemblances' between Batmans.

After the talk, there were questions from Kill Your Darlings' Veronica Sullivan and from the audience. One, from Antoni Jach, was a request for three life lessons from The Dark Knight. My on-the-spot suggestions:
1. Recognise and sublimate the worst of yourself.
2. Be born rich.
3. Suffer artfully.
My last session was on Sunday morning, at the Northcote Town Hall: 'The Business of Writing'. A last-minute replacement for Julia Baird (my doppelgänger, I know), I joined Eugenia Flynn and host Dina Kluska for another practical session.

Grabbing literature with both hands, with Dina Kluska (L) and Eugenia Flynn (R)
Eugenia discussed the importance of integrity, confidence and privacy for authors, and the need for  genuine diversity (rather than tokenism) in the media--which requires more understanding from editors and managers. She also urged reciprocity: writers helping writers.

Amongst other things, I spoke about the importance of writing up (better to have an audience challenged than patronised); the ubiquity of literary poverty (of the relative sort); the need to be professional (as opposed to arrogant or grateful); and the danger of unambitious reading.

I believe I also called hate reading "a waste of life".

Northcote was our old neighbourhood, so it was intriguing to see how it has grown. And by 'it' I obviously mean beards.

Kudos once again to Lisa Dempster, Jo Case and the MWF posse for a great festival. Thanks also to Danielle Gori for her behind-the-scenes support, and all the volunteers and technical staff who keep things running.

That's almost it for this festival season. My last, the Story Arts festival in Queensland, is next month. Next year I'll be back with The Art of Reading (MUP, 2016) and, for kids, My Sister is a Superhero (UQP, 2016).

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

This is forty

Sunday was my fortieth birthday. I am now officially an elder statesman, looking down my bifocals with a patrician squint.

We ate Freddo Frog ice cream cake for breakfast.

Alongside a bunch of schmick new clothes--not pictured--I was given a handsome Marseilles blue Le Creuset frying pan, from Ruth. There will be eggs (for Ruth).

There was also an Oliver Queen figurine from Nikos: currently loading an arrow in front of David Hume (who might take issue with Queen's ideas of necessity). And a Wonder Woman t-shirt from Sophia, which I'll wear to my Melbourne Writers Festival Batman talk on Saturday.

Nikos and Sophia also designed and made prints for me, by carving shapes into rubber. These now decorate the negative space above my writing desk.

On Sunday we tripped off to the city, dropped into Eisner-winning All-Star Comics, feasted like Olympians at the ACMI cafe and bar at Federation Square, and enjoyed ludicrously good (hipster) ice cream at N2 Extreme. IT CAME WITH A SYRINGE OF SALTED CARAMEL.

And almost in time for my birthday, the Dutch edition of How to Think About Exercise was released, which I'll highlight soon.

I'll close with Ernest Hemingway, on the day of his fortieth birthday, writing to his mother:
Well here it is my birthday. It seems, somehow, of very little importance. If I can write a good novel that will be much more. Well I have to write a good one. And I will. But some days the going is tough. Today for instance. (21/7/39)
As the kids say: this.

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Mythic Noncompliance

Illustration: Valentine De Landro
I've written a profile of author Kelly Sue DeConnick, best known for her comics Captain Marvel, Pretty Deadly and the new Bitch Planet. It began as an interview for my regular Island column, then became a longer essay for Kill Your Darlings

In 'Mythic Noncompliance', I discuss DeConnick's feminism, her interest in plausible, diverse characters, and her relation to creativity and solitude. A sample:
In 2014’s Captain Marvel #1, DeConnick wrote of a little girl who runs too fast and trips, but for an instant ‘she’s outrun every doubt and fear she’s ever had about herself and she flies.’ This not only evoked the heroine’s ambitions, but spoke to generations of female readers. Mainstream superhero comics have a horrible reputation for misogynistic or sexist writing, which reduce women to decoration or plot devices. 
DeConnick is forthright about her own literary feminism. ‘When we limit ourselves to stories about men,’ she says, ‘and assume a readership that reflects the protagonist, we send the message to everyone else that they are other, that there is some kind of default human being, and they are not it.’ DeConnick believes writing that depicts a broader array of experiences is good for male readers, too, as they can then imagine themselves into other lives, instead of being ‘deprived by cultural depictions that only show Narcissus’ visage’.

Saturday, August 1, 2015

Exercise and the mind with Brian Lehrer (NY)

I look like this after midnight
This morning I spoke to New York's Brian Lehrer about my How to Think About Exercise.

As it was 1am in Melbourne, I was simultaneously wired and weary. But Brian was welcoming and well informed, and the callers were spot on with their comments and questions.

Speaking of which, one caller I didn't reply to was Cece the dancer, who was 'pigeonholed', she said, as 'dumb' because of her vocation.

This is a serious problem, and it's the equally pathological complement of the 'weak geek' stereotype: agile, strong, fast bodies, who're expected to shrug off their intellect. The danger, particularly with professional sportspeople, is that they live up to this; they lower their cognitive ambition, and accept their role as thick bodies without minds.

Three cheers for professionals like Cece who exemplify a fuller ideal.

You can listen to my conversation with Brian here.

(Photo: Kevin Dooley)

Friday, July 24, 2015

Philosophy is not therapy

I've an essay in the new Island magazine: 'Philosophy is not a therapy'.

As the title suggests, I'm arguing that philosophy can sometimes be remedial -- but it need not. Much that is true and fascinating in the works of the greatest minds can be useless for mental health. A sample:
[P]hilosophy often works, not be discovering some Polyanna talking point, but by following curiosity. And the exercise of curiosity can be undertaken for its own sake, because we are a species of unusually abstract intelligence. As David Hume noted in the eighteenth century, there is a pleasure associated with this academic labour: flexing the intellectual muscles. But we need not dignify curiosity by making it quickly and obviously useful. Plenty of philosophical ideas are true and interesting, but perfectly useless if you are depressed or anxious.
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Tuesday, July 14, 2015

How to Think About Exercise (Lecture)

Last month I was a guest of the huge "Happiness and its Causes" conference in Sydney (the one with the Dalai Lama). I gave a lecture on my How to Think About Exercise, which is now available below.

TSOL: On Superheroes

Philosopher in Punisher mode
Last night I ran a new class for The School of Life: "On Superheroes".

Drawing on some of my essays, research for The Art of Reading, and a misspent youth, I spoke about superheroes and conflict: psychological, existential, political, ethical -- and physical, of course.

Between my lectures were exercises. Working in groups, participants killed a superhero, placed two protagonists in a fight, and then invented an Australian character. Some of these were WILD.

I can't give all the details, but I will say this: poor wet, cold, dead Spiderman; hoorah for Venus; and what Robin and Superman had could NEVER HAVE LASTED.

An enormously fun class, which I hope to run again soon.

Monday, June 15, 2015

What the bloody hell is democracy?

Floating democracy: reproductions of ancient Athenian navy ships
This week marks the 800th anniversary of the Magna Carta. To commemorate this, ABC RN is broadcasting a series of talks on democracy by 'notable Australians'.

Alongside these eminences, I've also been invited to give my ten cents' worth. You can listen to my talk here. A sample:
The point is not that democracy, as we know it, is a sham. The point is that it's not necessarily just, free or peaceful. It is simply government by the people in the very broadest sense. These people can be selfish, xenophobic, aggressive or wary of too much liberty.
(Photo: EDSITEment)

Friday, June 12, 2015

Happiness and its Causes 2015

The view from my hotel window and mind: Heideggerian fog
This week I was a guest at the 'Happiness and its Causes' conference, in Sydney.

The Dalai Lama was also speaking, but I spent my free time working on The Art of Reading, which is due to my publishers in August. Because of my worldly attachments.

The art of listening
My first gig, on Tuesday, was a seven-hour workshop, 'The Pleasures and Virtues of Exercise', for just over forty people. Normally I run this for smaller groups at The School of Life, but this worked well.

Participants went for a silent, solitary walk, sprinted, punched and blocked in pairs, and meditated on their little toes. And between each exercise: lectures and discussion.

Some great reflections from participants, particularly on the virtues required for martial arts, and the almost sacred experience of explosive movement.

One of the highlight: a large group of lanyarded conference-goers, sprinting up and down the promenade at Sydney Harbour, thinking about mortality.

'What is great in man is that he is a bridge and not a goal...' - Nietzsche
On Wednesday I had a day off, which I devoted chiefly to my manuscript. I sat in Newtown for most of the day, writing about Batman, Heidegger and Borges. I also dropped into Better Read than Dead, and signed a stack of My Pop is a Pirate.

Better signed than not. Inscribing at Better Read than Dead, Newtown
Thursday saw me giving a quick lecture, 'How to Think About Exercise'. My talk followed Michelle Bridges on "The Motivation Myth", which perhaps made for incongruous viewing. I discussed my kids' refusal of dualism, and the importance of avoiding the 'body as machine' mindset.

You can read a summary by one of the audience here, and I'll post the video when it's online.