Securing Opportunities to Write

Three buzzard stuffed animals sitting on top of a teal typewriter.
My typewriter buzzards.

I recently had a lengthy and negative review essay published about a book that has, publicly, been received with acclaim in Medieval Studies but privately (and more in Jewish and Islamic Studies than English lit) been critiqued. The over the top enthusiasm for the book and the rush to treat it not as the first word but the last one on the subject, as a foundational text that must be accepted in whole moving forward, is what led me to treat the book in such detail. I knew that anything less would have no impact. (The review is available through OA at the journal’s web site through the end of the year, and a PDF is available on my academia page for after that.)

I knew that I was opening myself up to a lot of criticism, and I anticipated quite a bit of it exactly. I wasn’t surprised, for example, by people announcing that they were refusing to read it on the grounds that it’s racist for a white woman to critique a book on race written by a woman of color. I knew that was coming. Honestly, I also expected to take some flak for how I cited Peter Abelard, or for citing him at all since some scholars consider him to have been a rapist; and I was pleasantly surprised not to have that come my way. 

What I didn’t expect were suggestions that as a white woman I had been handed an opportunity in the form of being allowed to write a review essay at all where a woman of color wouldn’t have been. I cannot deny the reality behind the charge: Many opportunities do go to white scholars that could just as easily and even should go to scholars of color.  But I was still surprised because I don’t see this as an opportunity that was handed to me at all. In other words, it absolutely could have happened like that, but in this case it didn’t.

So without denying that I benefit professionally from white privilege, I thought it might also be helpful to walk through some of the steps I took to pursue this publication and a related, recent one . Academic publishing is not at all transparent; and at the beginning of my career I definitely didn’t know what I was doing or even how to figure out what I was doing in the arena of journal publications. 

 There are things I can do and try my best to do about systemic racism and there are things I can do about other problems in academic publishing that sit atop those structures. This blog post is meant to address the latter; it’s about the smaller, immediate, concrete issue rather than the much bigger one.

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Academic Writing Despair

I posted this on Twitter and it seemed to strike a chord I figured I’d post it here, too, just so that it doesn’t get lost in the constant churn of social media:

I’m hitting that particular kind of writing despair where my own over-familiarity with my materials gives the false impression that this is all obvious and that my book won’t contribute anything that everybody doesn’t already know. It’s an illusion, but it’s a pernicious one.

And I’ll just add two more quick thoughts to my  280 characters: 1) This happens a lot earlier in the process of writing a book that it seems like it should. 2) I absolutely felt like this with the last project and with other substantial articles I’ve written since, but I think the feeling is more acute with the current book project because I’m writing about authors and texts (Salman Rushdie! Yehuda Amichai!) much more widely known and so it aggravates the sense of simply pushing the things that everyone already knows around on a plate.

Productivity and Pain (which is not as dramatic as it sounds)

I’ve started setting weekly writing goals for myself as a way of breaking out of the pre-tenure mindset of barrelling ahead, saying yes to everything, and unthinkingly working myself to the bone without being happy with any of the output or the long-term trajectory. I’m trying to be more thoughtful about which projects I take on and about becoming both the scholar and writer I want to be. I have always seen my academic path as a way toward being the sort of writer who will be read (as well as the sort of researcher who will be ready by maybe twenty people if she’s lucky); and I finally have the professional security to pursue that goal. It’s scary to be doing this at 36 because it’s old for a writer to be starting out (a silly idea, but one that’s very prevalent) and because I’m pulling myself away from what I know I’m good at doing to work in an arena where I am unproven. I’m not finding the link quickly, but I read an essay by Viet Thanh Nguyen in which he talked about making that exact transition and realizing that he needed to commit to making that change and not hedge; I’m not quite there yet, but that idea and the knowledge that it’s doable has been a touchstone for me.

Setting concrete and quantifiable goals is at least a step in that direction. I find that it keeps me moving forward when it would be easy to put off making progress to the weekend, now that I no longer have a Damoclean sword hanging above my head. I’m having to learn how to balance the projects that I want to take on, both academic and non-academic, rather than just barreling forward, single-minded on the one make-or-break thing.

I didn’t do my scheduled writing this morning because I was behind on preparing for my undergraduate class, so I made myself sit down at the end of the day, after teaching, exercise, dinner, and tidying, to do the work I hadn’t accomplished this morning. Without a certain page count goal for the week, I’m sure I wouldn’t have; I’d have gotten in to bed, unwound, and knit. I worked for about half the time I had planned, stopping when the familiar ache in my shoulders and hips was starting to distract me from the text I was editing. That ache was oddly comforting. It’s a clear, recognizable sign that I’m making measurable progress in my writing; but tenure means I can stop before it turns into pain.

Jumping Off the Shoulders of Giants

I have been getting some comments on my previous post to the effect of: How dare you repeat claims of racism without proving them yourself, de novo? The answer to that question is that having read the blog posts so accused and having read the arguments that bear out those claims, I find them convincing. I’ve read the claims, I’ve read the evidence presented for those claims, and I’ve accepted it. It is worth mentioning that racism or no racism isn’t the central point of that post, but rather the question of how scholars grapple with the work of those so credibly accused; but I did have to repeat those claims in order to be able to illustrate the example. I did not think that I needed to re-prove the claims, however, when they have been proven elsewhere.

I bring this up not because I’m particularly interested in carrying on that conversation per se but because it gets to a larger question that is present, in varying degrees, in how we think about writing and sourcing both for the public at large and for academic audiences. The question is this: How do we decide when to accept work that has been done before us and when to reject and redo it?

For me, the most recent manifestation of this question came when I was invited by the editor of a magazine aimed at a general audience with an interest in the Middle Ages to write a shorter version of the chapter I’m currently working on for my second book project. One of the works that I am analyzing in the chapter is a graphic novel loosely based on the life of Samuel ibn Naghrīla that leverages his biography in the service of modern political commitments that are laid particularly clear when one learns that its author was devotee of Jewish Defense League founder Meir Kahane.

The editor wasn’t comfortable with my citing a peer-reviewed journal article that gave a biographical sketch of the author and delineated his political leanings and instead wanted me to do original biographical research on the author before assuming a political affiliation that even his obituaries acknowledge. But in order to be able to move the state of knowledge forward, there are certain things that we read, assess, accept, and build upon. Time runs short and the work is unending. If I first have to rewrite a history of the JDL when the work has already been done in a satisfactory way, I’m not going to move forward and write the history of how JDL members and aficionados refashioned the Middle Ages in their own image.

And in fact, I ended up not publishing the piece in that magazine because I wanted to spend my sabbatical going forwards rather than redoing work that had already been done to acceptable standards. (There were a number of other editorial disagreements that led to the decision, but this is the one that’s relevant here.) Is the lay reading public interested in the Middle Ages served by backing me into a corner, so that I have to choose going backwards or going nowhere at all?

One of my senior colleagues has a beautiful way of phrasing this: We have to trust our craft. We have the tools to assess what is presented to us, both primary and secondary sources; and we can exercise our judgment about when those secondary sources present a questionable narrative that requires reevaluation and when we can use it as part of the foundations for our further work. It’s a bit of a facile example, but I don’t re-prove that medieval Hebrew poetry adapted its meters and rhyme schemes from Arabic poetry every time that I write about that body of poetry. I’ve read close to a millennium of scholarship (because medieval grammarians and historians wrote about this before their modern heirs did) on the topic and it’s good. I can run with it. I’ve been training to read text since I was 18 years old; by this point I trust my own judgment about what to rely on and what to revisit and the methodological tools that help me make those decisions.

And this all ultimately gets back to the subject of my last post, the question of not discarding earlier generations’ scholarship because we now reject their racism, sexism, etc. within scholarship rather than within writing for a general audience. While revisiting and interrogating the foundations of the field is an intellectually invigorating prospect, it’s not practical to reproduce 200 years worth of scholarship that was produced under conditions much more conducive to humanistic inquiry, much better funded, and (at least in the case of my field), before two centuries of modern warfare and political turmoil destroyed many of the manuscripts upon which our forebearers relied. And while digital technologies and increasing possibilities for academic collaboration means that recreating reference works might not take as long as it did in the 19th-century, those are still incredibly labor-intensive, time-intensive projects that require knowledge of the field cultivated over a long period of time. Furthermore, redoing everything already done forecloses the possibility of working on the materials that are still emerging. If I’m re-editing or re-translating the Nafḥ al-Ṭibb (which sorely needs it, to be quite honest), that means that I’m not working on, say, the manuscripts newly made available from the Timbuktu cache or the works of poetics that have been languishing, rediscovered but unpublished for 75 years. (I’m suddenly reminded of an admonition from one of my undergraduate professors of Arabic literature: Do your work carefully because it will be a minimum of 80 years before someone comes along and even thinks about redoing it.) Whether it is scholars or lay readers who would like us to reinvent the world anew every time we sit down to write, that is not the way that scholarship works.

While a field like Egyptology might change and update its understanding of certain symbols through both reflection upon its field’s foundations and as more texts are discovered,  it’s never going to go back and re-solve hieroglyphic writing from scratch. Nor can we separate the foundations of our own personal knowledge from those of our fields.  Those of us who learned languages from books of grammar written by Victorian Orientalists will never be able to go back and re-learn those languages in some other way even if we wanted to. While it might be an interesting intellectual exercise to think through whether we could teach or learn Arabic as the medieval Arab grammarians did, there are a number of insurmountable practical, methodological, and theoretical barriers to such a project. And so we are ourselves already implicated in the history of scholarship by virtue of having become scholars.

In a certain respect it’s kind of cool that the general public might imagine that scholars create everything for ourselves every time we sit down to do work (and it’s aspirational to think about it ourselves): in that image, the myth of the lone genius inheres in each of us. But it can also lead to devastating disappointment when they realize that part of what we do is assess earlier work and choose to build upon it and are never lone geniuses. Making clear our intellectual lineages and how me make those kinds of judgment calls must, then, be a part of how we present our work to the public (and to our students). If just linking to a peer-reviewed article isn’t enough to clarify to lay readers what the process of scholarship is and why that article is a sound foundation, then perhaps public writing could include a kind of scholarly “how I got the story” sidebar of the kind that newspapers sometimes write in order to explain their process to their readers; in scholarly writing, we spell out our methodologies and commitments. There’s not just one right possibility, not one right way of grappling with earlier scholarship, and not one right way of presenting it to the public; but what is clear is that there is still quite a lot of work to be done on all fronts. And that is pretty exciting.

May this be a year of thoughtful methodologies and much productivity for everyone!

Writing for a General Audience: An Overthinking in Questions

I had thought about writing the previous post in such a way that I could submit it to the New York Times op-ed page. Obviously, I chickened out. Or, more to the point, I overthought it. I was overcome with questions and doubts that stymied my perception of the piece as something that was editable into a proper op-ed piece for a proper periodical. So these are some of the things I have to think about as I try to move forward with my goal of doing some writing for a general audience now that I no longer have to worry about it all “counting*”:

— How much to balance classroom anecdata with the meat of the matter? In a certain respect, students can figure in a popular piece as the proxy for the audience. But does that make it all too schoolyard-y?

— What makes an anecdote interesting or worthy of publication, and where? This piece was hysterical, all anecdote, and not something that would ever have occurred to me to submit to the Times, even in the service of a  subtly-argued larger point.

— How do we choose a publication that will on the one hand allow for depth in writing but on the other hand reach a wide audience? What publications would put up with our view of the medieval as current? How hard to we have to try? How hard to we force the analogy?

— How far does our expertise go? How does our definition of our own field factor in? I’m not an art historian, I don’t work on central Europe, and I don’t consider my work primarily to be a part of Jewish Studies (regardless of what everyone tells me). But realistically, the history of the six-pointed star in Jewish and Islamic contexts is basically in my wheelhouse. Would I have really had the authority to write this for a proper publication? Would it have been responsible for me to write about something that I wouldn’t consider to be in my immediate area of research? Do our very narrow academic definitions of what we do and where we are experts in limit our writing for a general audience? Should they?

— How much will people in the field be willing to read charitably and understand that one writes differently for a popular audience than for a scholarly audience rather than condemning us for oversimplifying? Why does this still matter to me now that I have tenure?

— *What counts? Why? Why not?

— Trolls? Trolls.

— Ultimately, what is the purpose of popular writing? The question I’m really getting at with this broad one is this: How do we balance arguing an opinion, arguing an academic point, and elucidating the public?

Teaching in the Wake of Trump

Last semester, I taught my freshman lecture course, Cultures and Contexts: Muslim Spain, on Mondays and Wednesdays. The morning after the election, virtually everyone present in the class — myself included — was out of our minds with grief. Many students did not attend that day and I instructed my teaching fellows not to take attendance or penalize absences. “If they’re not here,” I said to them, “it’s because they need to be somewhere else.” This was in line with directives that would ultimately come down from the official level at the college, encouraging faculty to take post-election dips in performance into account when calculating grades. Someone else was supposed to have lectured the morning after the  election, but had let me know late the week before that she wouldn’t be able to make it in the end; with one extra lecture to write, I looked at my schedule for the week, figured I’d watch election results with friends until 9 o’clock when Hillary would have it all wrapped up, and then go home and write. Of course that’s not what happened, and I ended up screening the medieval Islam section of Simon Schama’s The Story of the Jews in class on November 9. It was not my most stellar pedagogical move ever, but it was the best I could do that morning.

At that point in the semester, we were just up to a brief excursus into Christian Spain and France, looking at 1391 as a political and cultural turning point; and because of the nature of the material in the syllabus ringing with such obvious echoes of the hatred being directed first at Muslims, but also at Jews, in those last days of the campaign as throughout it, I thought that I had to address the election and its aftermath in some form.

I struggled over that weekend with how to do that. In a class of 72 mostly-anonymous students in a deeply divided country, I had to assume that some were Trump voters or supporters; and in fact, Islamophobic and anti-Semitic vandalism on campus in the following weeks would prove the audacity of the Trump supporters in our midst. I voted against George W. Bush in the first election I could, but I always hated it when my own college professors would make their political views, as aligned as they were with my own, a part of their teaching. Now that I am on the other side of the desk, I still believe in keeping political views out of the classroom; but at the same time, I think that opposing Trump is a moral choice and not wholly a political one. And for me and for my friends and colleagues who will be targets of a Trump administration and the neo-Nazi affiliates he is choosing to employ, opposing Trump is also an act of self-defense. Opposing those who would treat me as less American because I am Jewish is not a political act. Supporting unequivocally my students who will be treated as less American and perhaps even less human because they are of Mexican descent or African-American or Muslim is not a political act.

Ultimately, I decided to give a historiographic lecture about the materials through which we come to know about the events of 1391 and about how different forms of writing function in charged political circumstances. In particular, I built on the interview given by David Nirenberg in the runup to the election about how his understanding of the function of Twitter in political discourse was informed by his archival practice. This was all very easy to work into the class not only because of the content but also because of the students’ ongoing research essay project, in which I was very much emphasizing attention to genre — both of their sources and their own essays.

Archival practice was implicated in how I delivered the lecture, too. Normally I teach from notes, but since I was straying much further into contemporary issues than I normally do, and even though I did not consider my lecture that day to be a political one, I knew that a possibility existed of a student going to the dean to complain. So instead of lecturing from notes on that Monday after the morning after, I wrote out almost my entire lecture so that I could show the dean verbatim what I had said, were it to come to that. Since I had the whole thing written out, I had thought about posting it ablog, but couldn’t decide, in the end. But at this intersection of Twitter, history, hate, and the archives, with new questions being raised about the implication of Twitter in the destruction of presidential archives, I thought back to this lecture and thought it was time to share it. You’ll find it after the jump:

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A Colophon for Every Occasion

I submitted my book manuscript to the press this morning. One of the things that still strikes me about reading medieval texts is the extent to which medieval readers were so similar in some of their attitudes to us as modern readers. In this case, I came across the work of a scribe who felt similarly about finishing his work as I do about mine:

TAM AL KITAB

Cambridge University Library, T-S 10 G 5

تم الكتاب والحمد لله

תם אלכתאב ואלחמד ללה

Book’s done. Thank God!

Thinking About Academic Writing for #AcWriMo: Personal Writing vs. Academic Writing

With the end of my book manuscript mercifully closer on the horizon than it has ever been (despite being in a state that I could fairly describe as “done,” if not good, for almost a year now) I am beginning to think about the shape I want my work to take going forwards. I won’t ever stop doing proper research that the most stalwart of my colleagues would recognize as such. I do not expect I will ever stop publishing in academic venues. But finished proving myself to the academy, I do want to vary somewhat the form that research will take when I present it to the world. The more I realize that even when I do work that I consider to be meticulously documented and argued many of my colleagues will remain dismissive, the less I care about continuing to try to prove myself in the established academic forums. That’s all a very long-winded way of saying that would like to write for a wider and more general audience than the six people who will probably read the book I’m finishing now.

As a first step, I started out by writing a version of an academic article I had written but with a general audience in mind. It was originally destined for Believer Magazine after some correspondence with one of the editors there, but when she was furloughed (I don’t remember all the details now) and the periodical went from monthly to bimonthly, a bunch of her projects and others were shelved. Around that time, the journal Granta put out a call for open submissions, so I sent it there. It was rejected.

(Just as an aside, I infinitely prefer being rejected by normal-people presses and publications rather than academic ones. They tell you one or two key things that they think make your work unsuitable for them, wish you the best, and that’s that; there’s no masochistic evisceration of your work or denigration of your intellect and credentials all, disingenuously, in the name of helping you improve your work and uphold professional standards. It’s disappointing and it’s a pain, but it’s not actively destructive.)

I was expecting it to be rejected — Granta is a pretty high bar to clear — but I was surprised by one of the comments I got, that the piece “lacked a personal touch.” I don’t think that’s just a question of the misaligned expectations of an academic moving towards writing for a general audience, but rather a question of general readership being unused to writing that is not in a confessional mode.

Essayistic writing shouldn’t always be directly about the author, pace the column by the inimitable Rebecca Schuman in which she managed to take a news story about an alleged pedophile gymnastics coach killing himself in prison rather than facing justice and make it all about her. A recent think-piece explored how women, in particular, are expected to commodify their lives and the most horrifyingly degrading experiences of their lives just to get a break as a writer, in contrast to the good ol’ days when it used to be possible to make a living wage as a writer. Even though authors supposed to have been dead and buried by now, receptive readers are once again compelling them to insert themselves in the text.

Essayistic writing shouldn’t always be directly about the author, nor should it have to be.

Writing — good writing — is intensely personal even when it is not confessional. That everyone participates in the act of writing on a day-to-day basis makes it seem easy and seem like something that everyone can do, and so a general reading public doesn’t quite appreciate what goes into writing . It’s the same flaw as distinguishing between creative and academic writing, when the latter is intensely creative but hung up on a different kind of skeleton.

Taken to an extreme, academic writing is more about the author than the subject, but disguised in historical and disciplinary terms. The most famous example of this phenomenon is biographies of Alexander the Great, which are never just biographies about their subject but also autobiographies of their authors. To shamelessly steal a few sentences from an article I have forthcoming: For example, we hear echoes of Johann Gustav Droysen’s nineteenth-century advocacy for German unification under Prussian rule in his coining of the term “Hellenizing” to describe Alexander’s cultural influence over vast swaths of Asia. Parallels abound in the writing of the historians, travelers and bureaucrats of Victorian England who cast Alexander as the consummate colonial administrator. And in a more contemporary turn Rory Stewart, denizen of the recent Western military efforts in Afghanistan that were defined, at least in part, by a dramatic lack of knowledge of the local cultures, sums up the issue and creates one more example of it when he writes, “The more we produce about Alexander the less we seem to understand him.” Academic writing is the imposition of order upon chaos that refracts the scholar’s viewpoint as much as it is the product of her time and energies. It’s a thing that we don’t like to admit (just as so many academics are loathe to admit that they love their subject lest it compromise the scientific objectivity that we profess, impossibly, to value in the humanities) but by concealing it, we make it harder to share our work with a public that does want that personal touch.

Long-form journalism sometimes seeks a compromise by accompanying a particularly compelling or out-of-the-blue feature with a “how I got the story” featurette. It offers writerly and reporterly context, but crucially without replacing the story or inserting the reporter into it. On the one hand, a fascination with the skeleton of a piece of writing and the process goes a way to professionalizing it and combating the perception that writing is easy because you just sit down and do it like anybody does. But on the other hand, to cater only to that fascination with how the piece of writing came to be sells readers short by limiting their horizons to the world of writers, rather than the worlds that they write about. Confessional writing can help to show how personal other kinds of essayistic and long-form and creative non-fiction is, too, personal and creative; but it shouldn’t be the end of the story.

#AcWriMo

Happy Academic Writing Month! (As opposed to the other eleven which are… oh, wait…) #AcWriMo is a massively-multiwriter mutual encouragement and accountability month-long writing session. Participants set writing goals and then try to complete them and keep people posted on social media, encouraging each other along the way. I don’t have the bandwidth to do the full-on social media version with people I don’t already interact with regularly, nor do I think that entering my writing goals into a Google Spreadsheet is a greater accountability measure than YOUR BOOK IS DUE TO THE PUBLISHER IN THREE MONTHS!, but since #AcWriMo coincides with the end of the blissful two-week break I gave myself from working on the book manuscript I’m going to play along a bit on the sidelines and use this as an opportunity to

  • Write shorter sentences. (See above.)
  • Finish fleshing out the Bible-in-Arabic chapter
  • Write the associated conference paper
  • Add additional context to the panorama of translators in the first chapter
  • Finish revising the libraries chapter
  • Start some of the reading for revising the last chapter in December
  • Last round of edits on the Thirteenth Century Chapter of Doom
  • Write at least one blog post about academic writing

Tedious updates will appear throughout the month below the jump.

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