Wednesday, January 14, 2009

On good intentions

Does anyone else find it strange that folks who discredit authorial intention still believe in editorial intention?

9 comments:

Michael Robbins said...

I find it fairly strange that people who view prestigious journals (I name no names) as establishmentarian organs of dullsville repression want those journals to print their own work. Wasn't the point of the Salons des Refusés (after the first one) to provide an alternative to the stultifying bourgeois Salon? & therefore to have a picture in the actual Salon was to be a stultified bourgeois?

Jordan said...

Forgive me, but there's more than a little "easy for you to say" to the way you're putting this absolutely valid argument.

I asked Bob Hicok his secret for publishing so well and so widely. His reply: "Postage."

There's more to it of course, but a good first step past the psychic feedback is just to send. Everybody gets rejected everywhere most of the time. And it's annoying every time. But courage! It's only annoying.

Don Share said...

And heck, many places, including the unnamed and perhaps unnameable Poetry have online submissions systems, so you don't even need postage. (You do need housing, food, power, and leisure, among other bourgeois accoutrements... if you pardon my French.)

Hey, if you were in the a-g, what journals would you send your work to? I remember a dinner w/Charles B. a few years ago during which folks were tsking about how they should not be in Fence anymore. That was a stitch!

the unreliable narrator said...

When you FINALLY get around to publishing that book of essays, Don? will you please call it The Death of the Editor?

Sometimes, actually, it isn't easy for one to say.

NB anyway that in the brain of the polemicist, someone is to blame for something. That's the one given; all that really remains is to assign the roles.

Of course some do it more intelligently, or anyway more interestingly (Thomas Paine? Richard Dawkins?) and some less so (Camille Paglia?). But either way, somebody's gotta be The Man.

Tag, you're it! Or him. "Help, I'm bein' repressed!"

Don Share said...

Actually, I think I'll call it The Dearth of the Editor.

Jordan said...

If I were not in the CID, a window-washer me...

the unreliable narrator said...

And if I ever start a lit mag (ha ha! ha ha! ha ha! etc.) I guess I'll have to call it The Establishment Organ of Dullsville Repression. Though Stultifying Bourgeois is more mouthsome.

the unreliable narrator said...

PS—but wait, you already done said it: "Eclecticism must sound like a very dull instrument to those with axes to grind and sharpen."

brian a j salchert said...

Let the bellowers bellow.
Let the whisperers whisper.

Sometimes it's good to encounter a bellow.
Sometimes it's good to encoutner a whisper.