{"id":6945,"date":"2022-09-14T14:14:16","date_gmt":"2022-09-14T14:14:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/argyle.org\/?p=6945"},"modified":"2022-09-14T14:14:16","modified_gmt":"2022-09-14T14:14:16","slug":"how-imagination-became-appropriation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/argyle.org\/?p=6945","title":{"rendered":"How Imagination Became Appropriation"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

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 I have a fraught relationship with publication. Although I love writing and being read, I\u2019ve never conquered the childish sense that I\u2019m asking for \u2018more porridge, please,\u2019 whenever I submit something to be considered for publication. And I\u2019ve been writing long enough to remember a time when extra porridge was possible\u2014but even then I rarely asked. The price I pay is having hundreds of stories and poems camped out on my computer, unread. But I\u2019ll get to them\u2026eventually.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This year was particularly tragic. I watched excellent manuscripts get rejected time after time. Even those fortunate enough to have both agent and publisher make very little money and are \u2018encouraged\u2019 to promote their work vigorously on all social media or risk getting dropped. One friend considered identifying as LGBTQ, citing one genuine experience for legitimacy, betraying the desperation she felt at being shunned by the industry. She is an excellent writer- just writing in the wrong era.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The sequel to No Name Key<\/a> is coming up soon, and that\u2019s a good thing. I\u2019m proud of what I\u2019ve written. Again, publication will be a two-person show, myself and husband, Sean. To do this with self-respect, I pay editors, proofreaders, and handpick beta readers. Many of us have become an agency of one, opting finally to publish our own work. It\u2019s a hugely crowded landscape, but if the work is good, if the writer is conscientious, I believe it will be read. At the very least, I\u2019ll be spared the indignity of sparring with a sensitivity reader (SR) who chips away at the character of my imagination to become acceptable in the landscape of their imagination. It might be an excellent creation, but it\u2019s not what I meant at all. That is not it at all\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sensitivity readers are part of a long list of terrible decisions in the industry that began with great intentions but have run amok. To step outside of one’s cultural identity is stealing someone else’s place at the table regardless of how well that character is written. And it turns out most SR\u2019s are freelancers and so the same power players really haven\u2019t made more room at the (executive) table. The underpaid marginalized SR\u2019s chief purpose is to convey street cred to the same old winking execs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Unless I love the author, I wait approximately one year after publication before reading new work. By then the buzz is over and the hoi polloi take over the conversation. The collective reading audience has an enormous sensitivity detector\u2014previously known as a BS detector. I have zero desire to have my feelings protected- please oh please offend me. Bukowski mon amour\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Imagination \u2014 characters who contain opposing traits are beloved, complex and original but someone uniquely unqualified will tell you different and let you know fill-in-the-blanks would never say that do that be that but we have to tell these authorities what writers were put on this earth to say. Quietly and politely, we can say, \u201cno, that\u2019s not true. My character does exactly that. See, read this little bit, right here\u2026” <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I had hoped this insidious form of censorship of the imagination had an upside, looking to SciFi and Fantasy for sanctuary from the righteous-where the wily writer asserts authority over his\/her\/their universe, but that is now becoming a new ground zero. Some, like me, turn to historical fiction when it was ok to eat meat or go to church because, \u201csee they did that back then.\u201d They – not me are just soooo politically incorrect.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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