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A
Short Defence of the Short Story
Of the 165 fiction titles
submitted to this
year’s Governor General’s Award, by my rough count, 17 were
collections of short stories, and only four were from what you might
call large presses. Naturally, numbers would fluctuate year over year
and my review of the list is a long way from scientifically sound,
but in doing the count, I wasn’t surprised at the findings and it
is my general impression that they reflect the trend over the past
several years.
The current publishing
environment is hostile towards the short story. Writer after writer
will tell you that publisher after publisher have taken to rejecting
short story collections outright because of the form. “We just
can’t sell short story collections” has become the ubiquitous
line in every rejection letter. Indeed, if an author does not also
have an attractive novel to sell alongside their collection of
stories or, to put it another way, if an author wished to be solely a
practitioner of short stories, then I should think only the smallest
of presses might be interested in their career. When short stories
do, on occasion, make it on to literary award shortlists, they are
viewed as the surprise finalist, the curiosity, the long shot.
This in the country of Alice
Munro. Of Mavis Gallant. Of Alistair McLeod. I could go on as Canada
has a rich and proud history of short story writers. But lately it
seems we have lost our way. Why is this?
I teach short story writing
at a community college in Toronto in the continuing education
department. Each term I stand in front of a new group of eager
students and ask the same question: “What was the last book of
short stories you read?” While one or two think to mention Munro,
most cannot remember the last book of stories they read. Many,
incredibly, admit to never
having read one. “How then,” I have to ask these students, “do
you expect to be able to write stories if you don’t read them?”
So I promptly hand them a reading list sending them off to discover
the wonders of the world’s beset short story writers such as
William Trevor, David Malouf, and Carol Shields to name just a few.
But is it all their fault? Of
the 17 submitted titles I mentioned, I myself, a short story writer,
had only heard of about half of them. Short stories receive very few
reviews, and almost no other media interest. It was not all that long
ago that magazines such as Macleans,
Saturday Night, even women’s magazines the likes of Chatelaine
published short stories in every issue: but no longer. Outside of
niche literary journals, in Canada only Toronto
Life still publishes short stories, and then only in one special
issue each July. I was happy to see a short story in the new issue of
The Walrus—let’s hope
they last and stay committed. But, in all, with so few collections
being published, and those that are scarcely reviewed, is it really
the fault of my students if they, or for that matter any of us,
don’t read short stories?
I am not a book marketer. I
don’t know why they no longer sell. But I am a reader, and I love
short stories. And you know what; I don’t think I am alone. Having
now published a collection of short stories, I have begun to run into
people who share my passion.
The short story is a form
unto itself. Economical, inventive by their very nature, as a writer
you have so much latitude within the form. In my own book, Verandah
People, which is by no means experimental, there are stories in
the third, first and second person. Odd, unexpected, and
under-explained events occur. I climb into the heads of characters I
never would in a novel because I have the freedom to make whole
worlds exist in a matter of just a few pages. Simply put, there is
less at stake if you were to fail, and this affords a short story
writer a kind of liberty to take imaginative risks that would be
jarring, or just plain foolhardy, were he in the middle of a novel.
Tonight, I would like to
thank my publisher, Raincoast Books, for staying committed to the
short story. I sincerely hope they will continue to make room for a
story collection or two each year on their list. In fact, I would
like to call on us all to once again take those imaginative risks and
get back into the short story business. I call on media to once again
publish short stories, and to devote more review space to story
collections. But most of all, I call on you, Canadian readers, to
seek out short story collections. Show publishers that if they
publish them, you will buy them. And, with this in mind, I can think
of no better place for this new commitment to begin than with you
here tonight—and my book.
Thank you.
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