Aspects of the Novel, by E.M. Forster — a Guest Post from Kathleen Winter

Annabel, by Kathleen Winter

KfC note: When House of Anansi Press offered me a copy of Kathleen Winter’s debut novel, Annabel, they asked if I would be interested in doing a blog interview. I’ll admit that in my previous life in journalism, I did enough face-to-face interviews that I am left wanting no part of doing e-mail ones. So I declined, but said that I would welcome a guest post from Kathleen Winter — and I am delighted with the result that follows below. She not only gives visitors here an insight into writing her novel, she does an even better job of introducing a number of books that influence her writing. (My review of Annabel is right below this post.)

House of Anansi has kindly offered a copy of Annabel for a KfC giveaway. So if you are interested please indicate so in a comment on this post — after you have offered your observations on Kathleen’s thoughts, of course. Deadline for entries is midnight GMT, July 4. Unfortunately, the giveway contest is restricted to residents of Canada.

My personal thanks to Kathleen for this valuable contribution to KevinfromCanada.

Penguin Classics 2005 edition


Aspects of the Novel by E.M. Forster

A lesser-known detail about E.M.Forster is the fact that he liked to crochet, and one item on my to-do list has been to find out if some museum has any samples of his crochet work. I imagine it different from the regular doilies and other decorative dentelle of his era: maybe he made a case for his glasses, or veils for his summer hats, or for the hats of his associates. Whatever he made I have long hoped someone has saved some of it. I’d like to see, preserved in its frayed stitches, some three-dimensional echo of his themes: the barricades of class and gender, and the longing of the heart to get back to its native land where there are mysteries yet unlabeled. I hoped his hand-made fabric might tell me secrets about how he wrote.

One day in Afterwords, a second-hand bookshop on Water Street in St. John’s, I saw something of Forster’s that I had not known about: small, tatty and the colour of a scrap of old crochet, his 1927 booklet Aspects of the Novel sat between a biography of James Joyce and some tome about Wordsworth eating pies in The Lake District. I don’t know who Joyce Jefford is, but her name was written in blue ink inside and I am glad that she either died or found some other reason to part with the book, because it has helped save my writing life.

Aspects of the Novel is not the only book that has saved me: others have helped me work my way through writing problems as well. I’m thinking of Brenda Ueland’s If you Want to Write: A Book about Art, Independence and Spirit, which my brother Michael gave me one birthday and which I have worn out several times so that I am now on my third or fourth copy. Ueland nails the difference between writing that is alive and writing that is dead, and she’s funny too. Then there is Donald J. Borror’s Dictionary of Word Roots and Combining Forms, which I found in the biology section of Memorial University’s bookstore, and which presents the Greek, Latin and other origins of biological terms and scientific names in a way that blows up language to show a fiction writer worlds within our world. Then there are my technical darlings like my Oxford Dictionary of English Etymology, and Strunk and White’s The Elements of Style, a classic since 1918 and reinvigorated in the glorious 2005 version illustrated by The New Yorker’s Maria Kalman. These are books that make me happy and grateful, and I often silently thank C.T.Onions, editor of the etymology dictionary. “How aptly you were named, Doctor Onions,” I call through time, “dissecting language into its coded layers piquant enough to make a girl cry.”

But Forster’s Aspects of the Novel goes deeper than these. It is a book about which I feel emotional, because it comes from Forster whom I love, and because, in it, he addresses certain aspects of technique in a way that transcends the technical. A writer can know about life, about meaning and clarity, but these can suffocate unless the writer also knows about story and structure. Here is an example of the depths to which I sank as I wrestled with the difficult last third of Annabel. Imagine how desperately I must have needed a lifeline from Forster when I found myself writing the likes of this:

” There were some corridors and he got lost until he saw a man
coming out of the men’s washroom. The man told him to go
up three stairs and down the corridor to the practice room. There
were felt banners on the walls. It was a Presbyterian church and
children had entered drawings in a contest and all the drawings
were on the walls. Each drawing was an illustration of the verse,
“Suffer the little children to come unto me.” The thing that
interested Wayne about the drawings was all the forms that were
anything but children. The children had wanted to draw striped
snakes with zigzags, and ice cream cones, and an orange cat
wearing green horn-rimmed glasses, and had inserted these things
and more among the pastoral scenes of children listening to
Jesus. In one of the drawings was a spaceship with some aliens
who had also come to hear what Jesus had to say.”

Of course I threw this in my wastebasket, but later got out of bed and retrieved it, thinking I could whip it out now and then and read it if I ever wanted to feel a frisson of incredulous hysteria.

The next morning I turned to Forster, and was able to breathe properly again on reading this: “In the novel, all human happiness and misery does not take the form of action, it seeks means of expression other than through the plot, it must not be rigidly canalized. Nearly all novels are feeble at the end. This is because the plot requires to be wound up. Why is this necessary? Why is there not a convention which allows a novelist to stop as soon as he feels bored?”

This was my own lament. I didn’t need Forster to solve it for me. Just hearing him voice it as a lament of his own saved me from despair. “After all,” Forster went on, “why has a novel to be planned? Cannot it grow? Why need it close, as a play closes? Cannot it open out? Instead of standing above his work and controlling it, cannot the novelist throw himself into it and be carried along to some goal that he does not foresee? The plot is exciting and may be beautiful, yet is it not a fetich, borrowed from the drama, from the spatial limitations of the stage? Cannot fiction devise a framework that is not so logical yet more suitable to its genius?”

Reading Forster’s Aspects of the Novel felt like having a fairy godfather comfort me after falling off the neighbour’s garden wall. I was still sniveling and still had skinned knees, but someone understood.

One of my hopes is that a person’s greatest weakness can turn into a strength if that person works on it carefully enough. My leanings are toward character and atmosphere. Story and structure have tyrannized me but I have tried so hard to pay attention to them that I think we have come to some sort of coexistence. Forster’s lovely little manual on the novel has helped me do this, not by answering questions but by sitting in company with me until their torment turns into something else. I’m not sure how this happens.

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23 Responses to “Aspects of the Novel, by E.M. Forster — a Guest Post from Kathleen Winter”

  1. Sheila O'Brien Says:

    Kathleen:
    What an inspiring guest post you have written. I thoroughly enjoyed it, and wish I could find you a little piece of EM Forster crochet work to express my admiration.

  2. Lisa Hill Says:

    I’ve just read and reviewed a brief bio of EM Forster (http://tinyurl.com/2aegppo) because he’s one of my favourite authors and much of what he has to say about the novel is still more than relevant today (PoMo notwithstanding). I hope that one day (when my library has to be dismantled over my dead body) my dog-eared old copy of Aspects of the Novel falls into the hands of a writer like Kathleen Winter!

  3. KevinfromCanada Says:

    Lisa: Thanks for that link. I did think about your review when Kathleen’s post arrived — it isn’t often that Forster shows up twice in two weeks.

  4. Kathleen Winter Says:

    Lisa, thank you for the link – I’ll be sure to look up that biography. And Kevin, thank you for the great review and the chance to post here on KfC. I really enjoyed writing the piece.

  5. Lisa Hill Says:

    The Book Depository had it last time I looked…
    Lisa

  6. dovegreyreader Says:

    Thank you for this Kathleen, and thank you to KFC for hosting such a wonderful piece…I feel inspired to tackle Howards End again, a book that for some reason has defeated me twice. I was very excited when the new Wendy Moffat biog of Forster arrived but have been disappointed to discover that this book’s emphasis is on Forster’s sex life… fascinating to many I’m sure but sadly not to me and no references to handicrafts in the index.
    I do know an earlier biographer who may know the answer to the crochet question though, so I shall go and ask them now and come back with any details of doily locations, patterns etc:-)

  7. KevinfromCanada Says:

    dgr: Thank you so much for that offer — I thought when I read Kathleen’s post that there was one person out there who might be able to help in the quest (that would be you). I have to believe that somewhere in the V and A there is a drawer with some examples.

    Kathleen’s post has also caused me to have a look around the shelves to see what Forster is on hand — for me, he is somewhat like du Maurier in that I have read a few, know by reputation but have never really taken a disciplined approach to reading.

  8. Trevor Says:

    Kathleen, this was a pleasure to read. Thanks for taking the time! KFC, thanks for the great job hosting!

  9. Bonny Says:

    Without a doubt, Kathleen’s revelations in this post will save the writing life of more than one.

  10. Margaret Says:

    Kathleen, your post is wonderful and reads like a heartfelt tribute to a dear friend. Thanks for sharing your thoughts!

  11. dovegreyreader Says:

    Well I have it on good authority from a Forster biographer, that EMF was incredibly impractical and she came across no crochet evidence during her research, so sadly the doilies seem more likely to be rumoured than actual.

    • KevinfromCanada Says:

      Thanks, dgr. I presume this qualifies at least as a “literary myth”. Like the urban myth, it wil be permitted to live on.

    • Trevor Says:

      I’m sensing a good mystery novel focused on Forster’s doilies.

    • DKS Says:

      I’ve come across a couple of references to gay men, back in the days when homosexuality was still illegal, tatting, or knitting, or following some other feminine craft, so it wouldn’t surprise me at all if Forster crocheted. Howard Sturgis, author of Belchamber used “to embroider, to knit, and to do crochet” (wrote George Santayana), and Ernest Thesiger, who played Doctor Pretorius in Bride of Frankenstein and Horace Femm in The Old Dark House, is rumoured to have set up a display of his needlework in a hotel suite. He appears to have favoured embroidery.

      My guess is that one of Forster’s doilies, if discovered, would be less likely to provide “some three-dimensional echo of his themes” than to provide some three-dimensional evidence that he didn’t mind being a bit camp.

  12. Shawna Says:

    Kathleen, thank you for this wonderful post! As an avid reader I always appreciate insight into the writer’s journey — especially ones that are honest about the challenges. I particularly loved the idea that sometimes a novel wants to grow and resists the idea of planning. Thanks again!

  13. Tom C Says:

    What a rather superb article – thanks to Kathleen for writing and to you for posting it.

  14. alison Says:

    Thnaks for a great posting kfc and kathleen. And for mentioning books I had never heard of before. I also found it fascinating to read a writer reflecting on the process in such an open and generous way.
    Count me in for the contest. I would love to read Kathleen’s novel!

  15. kimbofo Says:

    I love the idea that you loved a book so much you wore out several copies. I used to do that to music cassettes! ;-)

    Great post. Has me itching to read some Forster now…

  16. Shelley Says:

    He crocheted! I think that’s really interesting, because I believe the arts and crafts we do are one way we connect to the world around us. I know in my writing, I have several episodes about women quilting. It’s important to them in more ways than one.

  17. Isabel Says:

    To DGR – I know it’s not completely kosher but watch the Howard’s End movies.

    television adaptation of the novel was broadcast in 1970 with Leo Genn, Sarah-Jane Gwillim, and Glenda Jackson. (Probably BBC.)

    The 1992 film version starred Emma Thompson, Vanessa Redgrave, Helena Bonham Carter, Anthony Hopkins, and Samuel West. Thompson won an Academy Award for her performance.

  18. ruthseeley Says:

    No doubt whatsoever that Forster nailed it, although I also think John Gardener’s The Art of Fiction is one of the most helpful books on writing any author could ever read.

    Is it because of the Newfoundland and Nova Scotia fisherman tradition of men crocheting nets that Winter is so mesmerized by the notion of Forster’s crochet? ;)

  19. KevinfromCanada Says:

    An excellent theory, Ruth. :-)

  20. Round-up: Kathleen Winter’s ANNABEL blog tour « Says:

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