Process

March 2, 2016 By: Walt Hunter

The assignment for this column is “process” or, the writing life. How does interesting and inspiring work come to be?

July 15, 2021 By: Walt Hunter

This column for Process is about poetry that tries to make sense of sharing time together as it passes. For that I turn to John Ashbery, about whom I have never been willing or able to write, except in a very brief and unsatisfying conclusion to my first book. I live with several of Ashbery’s poems ricocheting around in my consciousness, along with stray lines by Herbert, Dickinson, McKay, and Rich. The idea of writing something about his poetry is particularly daunting because it carries a lot of emotional weight. More than anything else, the name Ashbery calls to mind the people who shaped and continue to shape what I know or feel about poetry. So when I think about Ashbery, the situation in which I think about his poetry is, almost automatically, a social one.

February 23, 2021 By: Akua Banful

Sitting in my apartment, in parks, and on my roof, I have tried to keep track of the ebb and flow of the seasons in the relentless monotony of a socially distanced New York. Keeping track has been made all the more difficult by the seasonal monotony that my research asks of me—working on a dissertation about literary representations of the tropics has me fixated on heat even when I do not feel it.

January 7, 2021 By: Janani Ambikapathy

One of the frustrating things about academic writing is the categories set by the institution. These categories slice through histories to abstract people, epochs, and bodies of knowledge from their context and settle them deep into the belly of the institution to be studied as phenomena without cause or provenance.

August 31, 2020 By: Patty Argyrides

In his latest work, contemporary choreographer William Forsythe tries to create, in his own words, a “short-term literacy” in his audience. The piece begins without music in order to isolate the individual phrases of movement: “it might be perceived that there has been a subtraction, which would be music. But in fact, dancers being the musical engines behind any dance, their breathing alone causes you to understand the phrase.” [1] The intention is to create a more skilled viewer who is focused on the movements that make up the dance without the distraction of the music. When music and movement come together in a more traditional way in the second act, the audience is, or so is the idea, more literate in what is presented to them: “suddenly, you are able to read.”

June 5, 2020 By: Ama Bemma Adwetewa-Badu

In the spring of 2019, a new and welcome contact of mine in Ghana sent me a PDF of an anthology he had put together with a number of promising, young African poets. Through conversations with those involved with the making of the anthology, I began to note that these writers and editors are part of my intellectual and creative social-network and members of my living archive. In the days following my reading of the anthology, it struck me that the only reason I was able to have access not only to...

October 9, 2019 By: Hunter Dukes

Always mornings. Early. And there should be coffee. Breakfast will come later, but the best hours are now—when the world is still blanketed, the mind “puddled in dream melt.” [1] There are particular parameters for the page. The margins must be wide. The font Goudy Old Style or Garamond in a squeeze. Carriage returns between paragraphs. No indentation. I once justified my text; now I like the ragged edges. To write The Names (1982), Don DeLillo had to change his method. He began typing single, numbered paragraphs, each on its own leaf: a microclimate that allowed him to “see a given set of sentences more clearly.” This is a logic that makes sense to me. I learned to write from my mother. She taught me to revise a sentence aloud before putting it into print. To move from breath to inscription can be a mystical practice. The look of letters has long astonished, inviting cryptic explanations. The 22 paths connecting Kabbalah’s Sefirot—emanations of the divine Ein Sof—correspond to the letters of the Hebrew alphabet. The Latin “A” is an abstracted, phonetic descendant from an Ox hieroglyph. Flip it over and you can still see the creature’s horns: ∀. These ideas are important for the writers I study. They reveal a profound longing—the desire to rekindle a relationship between text and the body, at once archaic and arcane, and to locate the origins of writing in the sensual world.

May 28, 2019 By: Jacquelyn Ardam

In this conversation about Process, Jacquelyn Ardam and her undergraduate advisee, Cole Walsh, demystify the senior thesis. Cole’s thesis, “Mak[ing] Bright the Arrows: Recovering the Political Poetry of Edna St. Vincent Millay,” examines the poetry of the underserved Millay, whose work with the sonnet, Cole argues, deploys its “memorable speech” to intervene within the isolationist politics of the United States. Here the two collaborators talk about the marginalization of poets within modernism...

February 28, 2019 By: Walt Hunter

It’s rare to read an account of the process of learning about a new artform or medium from the beginning. Maybe because, at least for me, it’s hard to remember the first time I read a poem or a novel or saw a painting or heard a piece of music. Or maybe because that experience merges uncomfortably with a non-critical stance of “appreciation,” a word that doesn’t deserve some of the pejorative associations attached to it.

January 8, 2019 By: Sarah Dowling

This second batch of writers on the process of finishing their books ranges from meditations on the situatedness of academic writing to blow-by-blow descriptions of the publication process to a call for more inventive and ethical ways of acknowledging one’s scholarly companions. Here you can find writing on the “hard edge of a colonial language,” in Sarah Dowling’s apt description of her work. Helen Rydstrand narrates the difficulty of accepting any work as good enough. Rebecca Colesworthy calls attention to the “not-writing”: the money, time, and resources that condition the long-term development of a book. And Alix Beeston’s “intervallic bridgework” concludes this installment of the Process cluster by pushing the form of the monograph toward a politics of citation.

December 7, 2018 By: Michaela Bronstein

For this two-part installment of Process, I asked eight scholars who had just finished a book—their first or their fourth—to write informally about their experience. Conferences often feature roundtables about writing and publishing, but I thought it might be a good addition to have some personal anecdotes, stories less attached to the mechanics of the industry and more to the quiddities of the book-writing process. A book might arrive as an artifact, but it begins as a dream or a compulsion or a hunch. No review or reading, however generous, does justice to the messiness of the life that seals itself into the final object of the book, as though in anticipation of the spell that may someday release it. The intent here is not so much to demystify as to re-enchant.

September 23, 2018 By: Johanna Winant

This summer, the modernist scholar Johanna Winant and I found ourselves working on a number of converging projects, from book chapters to essays on Stanley Cavell’s philosophy and Donald Hall’s poetry. Below we reflect on the process of writing together, sharing work, and discovering the kinds of friendship that collaboration makes possible

April 26, 2018 By: Walt Hunter

I’m taking over the Process blog from Lesley Wheeler at the moment when I’m nearly finished the process of writing my first book and am waiting for page proofs from the press.

February 26, 2018 By: Lesley Wheeler

My farewell post for the “Process” column is a brief conversation with Jahan Ramazani, University Professor and Edgar F. Shannon Professor of English at the University of Virginia, and a scholar whose work I admire greatly and follow closely. He gives serious attention to strong poets who aren’t always read with such insight, as well as leveling powerful arguments about how verse frames identity, feeling, and nation. In short, his labors help me think through scholarly problems and build syllabi...

December 10, 2017 By: Lesley Wheeler

Archival research possesses a hushed glamor. To realize that Marianne Moore carried around the very book you’re holding—or that Langston Hughes rolled that exact piece of paper into his typewriter late one night and yanked out a poem with the ink still damp—is like being visited by a character you thought you’d invented. Such knowledge can change how you think about art, and it certainly changes how you read.

September 18, 2017 By: Olivia Badoi

There is always some degree of confusion when I tell people that I am getting my PhD in English by writing a dissertation about wordless novels. While I’m used to giving my “elevator pitch” to fellow academics, describing my project to people outside of academia can be more of a challenge:

May 24, 2017 By: Lesley Wheeler

Some writing changes worlds, for better and for worse. The second executive order signed by President Trump, for example, speeds up environmental reviews “For High Priority Infrastructure Projects” such as the Dakota Access Pipeline. The effects of this order on the natural universe and on human culture may be profound.

April 12, 2017 By: Helen Sword

My process of writing this blog post about the writing process was slow, circuitous, and emotionally fraught. I started out with a clear idea of my overall structure—or so I thought—but ended up abandoning it after several hours of drafting, redrafting, and repeated applications of my Delete key. Frustrated, I tried free-writing for twenty minutes: an unstructured word-dump to find out where “writing to think” might get me. Unfortunately, it got me nowhere. By that time I had already spent...

January 9, 2017 By: Lesley Wheeler

The U.S. presidential election of 2016 made many professors think harder about teaching toward a better world. My colleagues and friends found the immediate aftermath especially challenging. If, on November 9th, your students were shocked, sleepless, weepy, angry, afraid—how could you console them, or help them channel their responses constructively? If they were pleased by the election, ready to report you if you said something partisan—how should you behave then? There’s a Professor Watchlist...

September 21, 2016 By: Lesley Wheeler

If I were Edna St. Vincent Millay, I might begin this letter by describing some bit of local foliage I’d enclosed, its leaves pressed among scrawled endearments. But by the time broadband has advanced enough to transmit an actual crape myrtle blossom, it would be very faded, I’m afraid. So a photograph from my front yard will have to suffice.

March 2, 2016 By: Lesley Wheeler

In 2015, the airwaves crackled with debate about the value—or pointlessness—of academic conferences (see, for starters, “The Conference Manifesto” and “A Conference Manifesto for the Rest of Us”). Yet I love the Modernist Studies Association meeting for reliably reenergizing my research and writing. Come November, I’m generally buried under a drift of student essays, plus the holidays are looming, with their burden of extra work and anxiety. It can be hard to see the point in crafting another labor-intensive scholarly essay for a coterie of readers when there are so many administrative deadlines pressing and weepy students knocking, plus a late-capitalist shopping frenzy to orchestrate.
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September 23, 2018 By: Johanna Winant

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This summer, the modernist scholar Johanna Winant and I found ourselves working on a number of converging projects, from book chapters to essays on Stanley Cavell’s philosophy and Donald Hall’s poetry. Below we reflect on the process of writing together, sharing work, and discovering the kinds of friendship that collaboration makes possible.

WH:

I’m interested, Johanna, in what the fruits of sharing your writing have been for you—what you depend on others for.

JW:

So many! The primary of which might be benefitting from another person’s perspective on where writing needs more room and where it can be more economical. I tend to turn a thought over and over and then I’m not sure, when I’m writing, where I’m being cryptic and relying on a kind of shorthand.

WH:

That makes sense. It’s not always clear to me when I’ve left something unwritten, so I need help in reading the silences in my writing even more, perhaps, than the existing text. I’ve usually decided to collaborate when there is a specific context for doing so and when there is someone for whom writing together suddenly seems like a natural extension of our existing relationship, whatever that might be. Like you, I seek out friends with different assumptions—and from different disciplines—to read my work.

JW:

Sometimes I overcompensate for my worry about leaving something unwritten by unpacking at too great a length. (You recently read an essay of mine and called what I was doing throat-clearing and I loved that.) I’m sure my throat-clearing is also tied to anxiety about establishing my own authority to speak on a subject, and certainly someone else can remind me that I have the permission to do it. Getting the zoom right, so to speak—not being too close and in-the-weeds, not being too far and gestural—is one of the great triumphs! And I do frequently rely on other people telling me when to come nearer, farther, or stay exactly where I am over the course of an argument.

WH:

I’m not sure that I even have ideas that arise in isolation from my relation to others. To use a term from Stanley Cavell that I think you and I both like, the acknowledgment of others can frequently go missing from the writing process. And I don’t mean the acknowledgment line at the end of the essay or the acknowledgments page at the end of the book. I mean something more fundamental—that the process of having an idea is also the process of coming into relation with other people and thinking together. I believe there’s far too much an emphasis on maintaining private-property rights to the writing process and its results.

With this in mind, I guess it makes sense that co-translating has been one of the major forms that planned collaboration has taken for me, at least so far, and one of the means by which I’ve formed or strengthened friendships.

JW:

Translation itself is already a collaboration, isn’t it? (I haven’t done it.)

WH:

That’s a good point. And then doing the translation work with someone else—well, I think it changes the nature of that collaboration a little. Co-translation might require its own philosophy: the task of the co-translator. The process of translating has to be shared, agreed upon, tested, sometimes defended or argued. The terms have to be set: for philosophy, which is the only genre I’ve translated so far, will the translation be fairly literal, in order to carry the meaning to the reader as quickly as possible, or will it play with the density and strangeness of philosophical writing? When translating with someone else, your position as a translator is exposed and denaturalized—that staticky telephone line from the author to the translator gets turned into a conference call.

Let’s shift the topic a little. The sciences are quite good at fostering collaboration, but the humanities seem to resist (perhaps that’s too strong a word) training graduate students in the sociality of writing and research. What do you think of the way we’re socialized, or not, into collaboration?

Fig. 1. Noel Olivier, Maitland Radford, Virginia Woolf and Rupert Brooke. Photographer unknown. Courtesy Wikimedia Commons.

JW:

Have you heard the term hidden curriculum? It usually refers to K-12 education and the unintended lessons that are taught along with the acknowledged pedagogy. I’ve found myself thinking a lot about the hidden curriculum of higher education—how we socialize students to college classrooms in English, how we transmit our norms—and even more so of graduate education, where sometimes it seems like nearly all the curriculum is hidden.  Collaboration—why, when, how, and with whom one should, how to begin, how to continue, how to end a collaboration—is part of that hidden curriculum, isn’t it?

WH:

I haven’t heard the term, but I think one of the pillars of a collaboration-based curriculum would have to be a workshop model. Where I attended graduate school, at the University of Virginia, we did have a dissertation workshop, and I enjoyed reading others who were farther along than I was. It would be tricky, but I think possible, to turn the graduate literature classroom part of the way towards a writing workshop. I’m sure there are great models people have used or experimented with, and I’d love to hear from our readers about these. 

JW:

For both of us, I think, one of the absolute joys of being an assistant professor in a somewhat isolated location, no longer in a graduate student cohort and community, has been that we’re exchanging work with people more frequently. So one of my questions is: How can I make this aspect of writing less hidden? What’s the curriculum for collaboration?

We’re of course collaborating all the time, from discussion over drinks at conferences to written responses to each other’s work, but it’s often not acknowledged as collaboration and, as a result, rarely nurtured.

WH:

Yes—rarely nurtured is right. I don’t necessarily like the sense that what you produce for your PhD is the record of an individual mind, a contribution to a critical conversation that will be identified with your single proper name. There’s truth to the platitude that dissertations are, in some sense, autobiographical. But I think it becomes very difficult to write—or at least it was very difficult for me to write—with the idea that I would, magically, through some heroic feat of individual willpower or quantity of hard work, Shift the Paradigm. The Il Penseroso guise might work well for some people, and that’s good and necessary. But I tend to shut down if left alone for too long . . .

JW:

Sharing writing overlaps closely with friendship. So, to return to your question from earlier in the conversation, the second benefit of sharing writing for me has been the pure pleasure of conversation. I tend to share writing with people I like and want to talk with more—yes, it grows out of an existing relationship—but also sharing writing can develop a relationship in ways that are really wonderful.

Walt, you and I met about two and a half years ago in a somewhat-awkward professional setting, and have found our way to what you dubbed the summer of collaboration, in which we’ve been writing along similar tracks and sharing our writing with each other, and now writing together (or so it seems!). We’ve also found our way to a friendship. I don’t really want to rank one of those above each other, or even try to disentangle them. 

WH:

I’d also like to know how you decide when to share your work.

JW:

I’ll say that I usually don’t share work that doesn’t meet the following two criteria: 1) It’s a complete draft, which for me, means at least a third or fourth draft. 2) I am losing my own perspective on it and either hate it (the usual) or am worried because I love it. I’ll also say that I essentially never exchange work with people who aren’t already friends, by which I mean that I’m already having a more-or-less frequent conversation with them and then our work can be braided into it.

What I’m curious about is: What’s it like to decide to collaborate ahead of writing rather than sharing work along the way? How do people co-write? How do people choose their interlocutors? It’s been tremendously helpful to find friends and readers from beyond my graduate program because they (like you!) come with different assumptions. I have one friend from graduate school that I share work in progress with, but otherwise, it’s three or four people that I’ve met over the past few years. 

Fig 2. Buckminster Fuller and students at Black Mountain College assemble a geodesic dome, 1948.

WH:

Perhaps a piece I like that I’ve written has been a silent gift to someone, without any expectation of reciprocal exchange. Writing poems is like this too: I usually have someone in mind, who is not necessarily the addressee of the poem itself.

More recently I’ve found that the process of writing criticism also needs some kind of intimate third party—not just the writer and the anonymous readers, but someone slightly closer to the writer, looking over his shoulder or getting first dibs on the reading of the text.

I just finished, for instance, an essay on contemporary American poems about houses; most of it was written in a burst the two days after Barbara Lewalski, a professor of mine in college, passed away. Perhaps having that vector pointing towards someone is a kind of collaboration. Certainly it’s a catalyst.

JW:

The best writing advice I ever received is to write everything like a letter. (This advice, from an elderly writer when I was in high school, impressively to me at the time, quoted Dante; Beatrice says amor mi mosse, che mi fa parlare—love moved me so I must speak.) So many pages of my dissertation secretly started "Dear [X]," trying to tap into the sense that I was moved to speak out of love, not fear or anger or anxiety, and moved to speak to a person that I loved.

When you write about acknowledging others in the writing process, I think of this, and how I draft my loved ones into my writing process without their knowledge from the very beginning. Yes, the silent gift to someone; every article as a thank you note. And when I read the acknowledgements in books, I think about it too, that these are the people who are being thanked not just here at the beginning or end of a published work, but throughout. 

What I think we’re moving towards is an idea that every piece of writing has collaborative foundations, and that by being more aware of how our thinking isn’t just ours alone, we can clarify the process by which writing emerges.