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matthew.
03:44 / 07.09.05
In my novel, I have inserted a fictionalized version of myself, and long story short, I'm worried that metafiction is hated by the masses. I read these reviews where the critic is so bored and annoyed by the insertion of the author, or the feel of the author's presence. They say that it's masturbatory and self-indulgent. My question is thus: what do other writers think? I absolutely love any fiction that looks back on itself, but some people seem to hate it.

What about you?
 
 
Alex's Grandma
04:08 / 07.09.05
matt;

There's no getting round this, I'm afraid - the masses want their explosions and cocktails and sex scenes and explosions and happy endings, and are pigs.

Pigs on holiday.
 
 
Phex: Dorset Doom
04:37 / 07.09.05
Well it's not like there's not some good stuff out there that uses metafiction (Operation Shylock for one).
Matt: how big a prescence are you in the novel? The fiction world can probably deal with a Hitchcock/Stan Lee esque walk-on part, but if you are the protagonist then they're going to cry 'wanky and self-indulgent!'. And they'll probably do it if your walk on part is a Deus Ex Machina, or if you walk into the novel and into bed with a beautiful woman.
 
 
Regrettable Juvenilia
07:50 / 07.09.05
I absolutely love any fiction that looks back on itself

Wot, any? Regardless of its other qualities or failings?
 
 
Quantum
10:35 / 07.09.05
I like stories that know they're stories, I hate stories with walk-in authors. It's bad enough having characters that are thinly disguised alter egos without someone stepping into their own story.

Having said that, if done really well I wouldn't care, it's just *usually* self indulgent wankery.
 
 
Sax
10:44 / 07.09.05
What Alex's Grandma said. You'll blow Richard and Judy's minds if you start with that game.

For "Oh, look, we're all in a book/comic!" see Illuminatus and Animal Man. Leaves me cold, really. I don't want the fact that I'm reading a work of fiction uppermost in my mind when I'm doing so. I want to be drawn in to the wonderful world of make believe and leave my monotone world of endless rain and buttock-acne at home.
 
 
Jack Vincennes
10:59 / 07.09.05
I like stories that know they're stories, I hate stories with walk-in authors

Tend to agree with Quantum and Sax on this one -but you say that you've enjoyed fiction that does this, so what would you recommend? Sorry, know that's more of a booksy than a creation type question, but it's something that seems difficult to handle well and I'd be interested to know who you think succeeds in this.
 
 
Quantum
11:30 / 07.09.05
Ooh ooh I thought of a good example- the page-diving scene in the Filth is absolute genius (better than Animal Man by a mile) but making the protagonist Morrison was wanky author walk in IMHO. More defensible than most (the Bardo excuse) but still unnecessary.
 
 
TeN
18:21 / 07.09.05
don't know if this helps any, but two examples of that type of metafiction in film that I've seen recently are Stardust Memories (Woody Allen) and Adaptation (Charlie Kaufman). both of these I think pulled off the task remarkably well, and didn't really seem self-indulgent at all, probably because most of the time the character of the writer spent on the screen was as a nuerotic, self-loathing mess. I'm reminded especially of this dialogue from Adaptation:


DONALD
...It's, like, I once saw this picture of a snake swallowing it's tail --

Kaufman collapses, puts his head in his hands.

KAUFMAN
Ourobouros.

DONALD
I don't know what that means.

KAUFMAN
The snake is called Ourobouros.

...

KAUFMAN
I'm insane. I'm Ourobouros.

DONALD
I don't know what that is.

KAUFMAN
I've written myself into my screenplay. It's eating itself. I'm eating myself.

DONALD
Oh. That's kind of weird.

KAUFMAN
It's self-indulgent. It's narcissistic. It's solipsistic. It's pathetic. I'm pathetic. I'm fat and pathetic.



I think the reason it works (and the same goes for Stardust Memories... or just about any Woody Allen film for that matter), is that the author is always humble, self-critical. stick to that and I think you'll be okay.
 
 
Phex: Dorset Doom
18:44 / 07.09.05
But there can be problems with doing that. Go too far, or don't do it well enough (which is always going to be the litmus test of whether a book gets a good critical reception or not) and you'll come off as a whining 'confessionalist' looking for sympathy-fucks from college girls once you're doing the reading tour.
 
 
matthew.
03:01 / 08.09.05
See, I thought long and hard about whether or not to write myself in. To bring this discussion up to speed, the novel is about the creation of a television show written by someone other than me. Through the course of the novel, I help write and finally control the television show. There's a lot more to it, (a lot), but essentially, I am only a secondary character, who appears in roughly 1 third of the entire project. The version contained in the novel is not confessional, nor is it superheroic. Rather, it's a portrait of one facet of my personality. I spent more time trying to make my protagonist multi-dimensional than myself.

The thesis of the novel is that actions have consequences, the principle of causality. The Butterfly Effect without Aston Kutcher. So, this novel could exist without the author's presence.

The novel, called Waves by the way, is about the writing of a show called Waves, based on the protagonist's life. The progression of the novel is the protagonist writing a show that steals quite liberally from his own life. I only tell you this in light of my statement that the novel could exist without the author's presence.

Once I finished this thing, I realized I'm almost saying something Barthes=like. There is nothing original. The protagonist's only means of success was to adapt his life into fiction. So that's where I, the character, come in. I take back control of the television show, literally and figuratively, and it becomes something original to me.

This is why I'm asking people if they think metafiction is self-indulgent. Sure, this novel could exist without my presence, but then my idea of unoriginality seems harsh. I need to show my face to give literature a hopeful future. (that's ambitious and arrogant, huh?)
 
 
matthew.
03:07 / 08.09.05
What a Carve-Up! by Jonathan Coe

The Dark Tower by Stephen King (believe it or not)

Pale Fire by Vladimir Nabokov (debatable)

Lunar Park by Bret Easton Ellis

The Princess Bride by William Goldman

Anything by James Joyce, but that's infinitely debatable.

This just scratches the surface of metafiction.

And of course, Animal Man by Grant Morrison, which has already been mentioned.
 
 
Jack Vincennes
20:15 / 08.09.05
In the context of your story it sounds fine, think that could work if it was done well! From the books you posted it seems you're taking a broader view of what having the author in the plot entails. I was thinking along the lines of a tall, attractive young man who turns up inexblicably, strokes his chin for a bit, then five pages later who is it but our very own Paul Auster.
 
 
astrojax69
21:56 / 08.09.05
if on a winter's night a traveller... by italo calvino


sounds, matt, like you have created a fiction-scenario where you are putting your story into the place of one that perhaps another writer might have invented. if it adds to the novel and doesn't impede the sense of theme and flow of the writing, sure it can work.

anything done well is good. anything done less well is, well, less good...

g'luck (i have just finished draft one of chapter one of my own first novel and also have a tv show in mine. snap!)
 
  
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