The Creative nonfiction: ethical concerns and other issues APWN workshop begins today. Its still not too late to join if you are interested. I'm sharing my first post with everyone as a taster.
After more than two decades of hoaxes and scandals perpetrated in the name of creative nonfiction, we are going to use this workshop to survey current concerns and issues for writers of creative nonfiction, assess these in terms of what challenges and opportunities they offer for both writers and publishers, and look forward to possible future directions for the genre.
We are going to start today with ‘the author’ and how authors represent themselves to their readers. This is because a measure of authority comes from this identity for readers. There is, however, a long tradition of authors using pseudonyms or noms de plum, that goes back long before the advent of the creative nonfiction label. At times, these authorial pseudonyms have been used for what can be classed as acceptable reasons, at others to confuse and deceive.
In the late 17th Century, ‘George Psalmanazar’ (real name unknown), wandered around Europe proporting to be a cannibal prince from the ‘exotic orient’. He made up an alphabet and lectured widely about the pagan practices and exotic wildlife of his home nation, even teaching at Oxford on the subject. In 1704, he compiled these observations into the book An Historical and Geographical Description of Formosa. When Psalmanazar died in 1763, his memoirs, in which he confessed to the decades-old hoax, were published. His entire life was revealed to have been one long work of dramatic fiction.
The 19th Century reference, Appleton's Cyclopedia of American Biography, was hoaxed by a staffer who, paid by how much he wrote, invented famous Americans and wrote biographies for them.
In 1894, the 2,500-year-old lesbian love poems of ‘Bilitis’ were published. They were later found to be actually the work of the scholar Pierre Louÿs.
In the twentieth century, an Englishman who for years impersonated a native American, ‘Grey Owl’, wrote autobiographical books, lectured, and even visited the British royal family to tell them stories about his life. He wasn’t found out until shortly after his death in 1938. His influential books are credited with starting the conservation movement in Canada.
James Norman Hall, author of Mutiny on the Bounty, invented the prodigy poet, ‘Fern Gravel’, whose inspired young musings were published as Oh! Millersville to rave reviews in 1940.
In 1944, the Australian Angry Penguins literary magazine published a series of poems by ‘Ern Malley’, a poet whose early death would have made his amazing work forever obscure had it not been unearthed by the magazine. The works were then published elsewhere. The editor of Angry Penguins was prosecuted and convicted by an Australian court when the poems were found to be obscene. However, ‘Ern Malley’ was an invention of two poets who invented both Malley and his corpus in a single afternoon. “Literary fashion” they noted “can be so hypnotically powerful that it can suspend the operation of critical intelligence”. Malley’s poems are today included in anthologies such as the Penguin Book of Modern Australian Poetry.
In 1952, the best-selling book The Search for Bridey Murphy told of a woman who, under hypnosis, channelled the personality of an Irish woman from the previous century. She didn’t.
‘Araki Yasusada’, a survivor of Hiroshima whose influential poetry has been published in major journals, also does not appear to have ever lived.
More recently in Australia, we (in)famously have supposedly Ukranian-born author ‘Helen Demidenko’, who won various important literary awards for her novel, The Hand that Signed the Paper, but who was later found to be the Australian-born Helen Darville. There is also ‘Wanda Koolmatrie’, the eloquent indigenous writer whose autobiography, My Own Sweet Time, turned out to be a fictional work by male author, Leon Carmen. There are many others.
To tackle this element of ethical concerns about creative nonfiction, I would like all participants to comment on this question, using either the examples below, or adding their examples in their answers – these can be as brief or as lengthy as you like! :
Decades ago, theorists told us the author is dead. Who cares about who wrote the works above, or any other creative nonfiction texts? What is of central importance is the text and what it tells us as readers.
writers who assume false identities
One of the problems associated with this sort of deception is that some of these writers exploit the authenticity and perhaps the suffering of groups with whom they claim to identify, such as survivors of Hiroshima or the Holocaust, for their own notoriety.
Like a man who manages to convince authorities that he is a returned soldier and is given a pension for life, thereby milking the public purse, fake authors draw on public sympathy for their suffering, or admiration that is undeserved .
Once the scam is uncovered the public is enraged because the writer has claimed to be a real person who is writing non-fiction not a novel or a fantasy.
In the case of the Ern Malley poems I think there may have been justification in that it was a joke played on publishers and exposed some of the snobbery and elitism associated with this field of writing at the time.
As far as I'm concerned the
As far as I'm concerned the author is not dead, but readers tend to re-create authors according to their own interpretations, therefore authors need to be aware of the pitfalls in any writing endevour.
The trouble with the hoaxes is that they give literary non-fiction a bad name and emphasize the tendency on the part of some readers to trawl through the so-called 'facts' in order to establish the validity of the author's story.
I'm with Vivian Gornick who talks of composing, rather than inventing. ' If we hold memoirists to the standards of journalism, and privilege agreed-upon truths to emotional interpretation, the whole genre falls apart. It loses its reason for being. And so we must educate readers to read memoir.'
Here we’re not talking about invented memoirs, the extremes, but as Gornick argues 'why not save our righteous indignation for the political manipulation of facts of our times.' Truth in non fiction, p. 9.
And yes, I agree essentially the text is the thing, its authenticity and capacity to convey certain emotional truths that align to the human condition, rather than the absolute truth of the author and/or his/her inentions.
fact vs story
I am an interloper here, because I am a fiction writer.
Yes, I agree the author is very alive especially in terms of public persona. What about fiction writers and pen names? There is a certain freedom in the use of one for the writer because it protects them to a degree in terms of their own privacy. However, the use of a pen name in memoir or non fiction is considered fraudulent.
In a way I feel that there is too much stress placed on 'the truth' rather than the value of the story and its artistic presence.
I know this is a simplistic approach and needs to be fleshed out more. But I guess what I'm saying is, if the Mona Lisa was discovered not to be painted by Leonardo Da Vinci, would it be any less of a masterpiece? Or if Hamlet was discovered to have been written by Shakespeare's cousin, would we think lesser of it?
I feel the trouble starts when the law starts meddling in art and when we all become so concerned with the ethics of writing that both real and emotional truth is lost and our work becomes a sanitised and politically correct version of its original self.