On a strikingly different way of reading one author—and all of them.
At this May’s American
Literature Association conference, I had the opportunity to hear a number
of interesting and inspiring talks. But one in particular stood out, partly
because it was delivered in a humorous and engaging style (something that I, as
someone who has shifted to the “talk”
rather than “read” method of conference presentation, deeply appreciate),
but mostly because it offered what seemed to me to be a radically new
perspective on its subject. In this talk, on a panel focused on “Late Melville,”
Oxford’s Peter Riley pushed
back on the narrative that Herman Melville hated his late-career profession as
a customs inspector; Riley argued instead both that the job was a
meaningful one to Melville and that its details informed the poem “Billy
in the Darbies” (which would evolve into Melville’s final novella, Billy Budd).
I’ll freely admit that I had always bought into the conventional wisdom
about Melville’s job (inspired perhaps by Hawthorne’s description of the world
and work in “The Custom House”),
and I’d have to investigate far more before I could weigh in with my own take
(although Riley at the very least marshalled enough evidence to suggest that
the narrative needs to be complicated). But Riley’s broader point, and the
focus of his ongoing book project, seems to me both strikingly innovative and
very convincing: that too often we treat author’s non-writing work as at best a
distraction from, and at worst an impediment to, their literary efforts. There
are obvious exceptions—William
Carlos Williams and medicine, Wallace Stevens and insurance—but I
tend to agree with Riley that much of the time we literary scholars prefer to
think of the creative process as happening in isolated and separate settings,
rather than as caught up with, and thus informed by, the other aspects of an
author’s life, which often (especially in the 19th century and
earlier) included additional professional careers.
I’d have to think more fully and specifically about particular authors and
texts to know where this distinct perspective might lead, and I look forward to
Riley’s book as part of those continued thoughts. But no matter what, the idea
just feels deeply right—perhaps especially because my own writing, here and in
my books and elsewhere, is so inseparable from my
teaching and other work
at Fitchburg State, as it is from every part of my life. Final subject I’m
still studying tomorrow,
Ben
PS. So what are you still studying?
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