Here’s a free idea for some tech-savvy designer: launch a website that lets people create and print out their very own fake Kenyan Birth Certificate. I totally want one for my fridge.
Do you refer to yourself as a writer? When people ask you what you do do you say Oh, I’m a writer?
Abramson Leslie Consulting v. Steve Fellner
Recently, and just in time for the fall application season, Abramson Leslie Consulting opened for business with a domain registered to GoDaddy and a serious-looking website. The firm calls itself “the first-ever consulting firm designed exclusively for applicants to Master of Arts (M.A.), Master of Fine Arts (M.F.A.), and doctorate (Ph.D.) in Creative Writing Programs.”
Shortly thereafter, poet Steve Fellner posted a critique of Abramson Leslie Consulting(ALC), saying it “seems corrupt,” “is evil,” and “is pure greed.” C. Dale Young and Eduardo C. Corral, among others, linked to Fellner’s post.
Several hours later, Fellner removed the post for “legal issues” (and today he removed the post that said he had removed the post for legal issues).
Given the recent controversy here at HTMLGIANT, I have to say that what worries me about the Fellner thing is that, due to some “legal issues,” whatever those were, Fellner decided to delete his criticism of ALC; fortunately, this was an ineffective, though no less meaningful act, as the post is still widely available online (not Fellner’s fault). Thanks to Google, you may read Fellner’s post, titled “Why a Creative Writing ‘Firm’ May be the Most Unethical Entity in the Literary Community At Large,” in your Google Reader – simply follow Fellner’s blog, Pansy Poetics, and the post will show up in the feed. (Update: the Google cache snapshot is no longer accessible.) Here’s a tidbit from Fellner’s post, in which he questions the firm’s basic concept:
Or am I reading this “under construction” website wrong? Am I supposed to read this as a parody? As a satire of the idea that one should ethically manipulate their art to receive possible help from other poets and fiction writers? Is the firm also broadly mocking Kaplan Education Centers? Where students pay a tidy fee to improve their test scores? Where test scores are considered to be the measure of excellence? Is the firm ridiculing the inherent nature of MFA programs? That within colleges, institutions that offer grades, art is something that be measured and assessed with perfunctory, mechanical accuracy?
I’d really be interested to know more details on the legal issues behind Fellner’s removing his post.
Now direct your attention to the latest post about ALC at Seth Abramson’s blog. If you’d like to read the whole thing, go ahead. But I’ll just quote the last bit for you:
what we (the eight souls presently committed to ALC) are doing not only comes with a long line of precedent both within the poetry community and without, but adheres to our own–and any–standard of business ethics, personal ethics, and the ethics of being members of a community where just finding the community, i.e. a genuine sense of community, in the first place sometimes seems impossible. And with all the gossip and nonsense on the blogs these days–the non-reality-based analyses, the cruel attacks, the rubber-necking/flame-fanning, and the scurrilous presumptions and accusations–it’s no wonder a young writer would be looking somewhere other than the blogosphere for some help, advice, support, guidance, and honesty. Such things are in short supply these days, and those who try to give them don’t fare any better in the gossip mill, it sometimes seems, than those who sole contribution to this community is to do all they can to burn it down.
I have more to say on this, but haven’t the time to articulate it intelligently, so for now I’ll just leave it at that.
Feel free to discuss.
Update: follow Daniel Nester, No Tell Motel, and Elisa Gabbert for more discussion.
Update: Thanks to Corey Spaley for pointing us to this post at Abramson’s blog, in which Abramson states he did not email Steve Fellner.
Keepin’ Up With Coop
What’s happening over at The Weaklings these days? Well, this week brought a bevy of guest-posts from some of Dennis’s Distinguished Locals.
Postitbreakup Presents…Auto-tune Day – A brief history of the use and abuse of the (in)famous pitch-perfection software.
Bacteriaburger Presents…Nifty Day – A spotlight on the Nifty Erotic Stories Archive:
“Maintaining the Archive is done as a hobby: a volunteer, part-time effort. No one receives any compensation for or personal benefit from maintaining the Archive. Readers do not pay to access stories; authors do not pay to display stories; websites which host the Archive must make it accessible to all and do not pay for the content; stories are not obscured with banner advertising in and around them. The Archive does not own any of the stories and does not sell them or license them to others. All webhosting graciously is donated. Some readers help defray the incidental costs for which we are extremely grateful and hope that more readers will help in the future.”
And neither last nor least, Dennis himself presents “Recent works by some of the artists who also hang around here sometimes, Volume 6.” Some randomish highlights- a video of Derek McCormack & Kevin Killian reading, a story and a poem by Alec Niedenthal (whose work, btw, we just accepted for Agriculture Reader #4), and several more images like the pasted-below from Kier Cooke Sandvik.
August 3rd, 2009 / 10:14 am
Interview with Liza Monroy
LM: I am enormously influenced by place. As an only child with a single mom who moved around all the time, I got to spend a lot of time alone growing up in foreign countries and on weekends and holidays all Mom wanted to do was travel, so that was a huge thing for me, taking in places. READ MORE >
Mid-trip Books Update
Studious readers of this blog remember my post a few weeks ago about trying to figure out what books to pack for my trip to Hong Kong. Well, the seven I brought were the Oppen, Schulz, Cohen, Offill, Hempel, Kierkegaard, and Bloom. Also, Bluets by Maggie Nelson (Wave), the review copy of which arrived literally minutes before I left for the airport. Of those, I’ve finished the Cohen and the Bloom, have been picking at the Oppen (sparingly, but I dig what I’m seeing), am bottomed out about halfway through the Schulz, and haven’t touched any of the others. But that’s not to say I’ve only read two books. At a sweet secondhand store here in HK called Book Attic (that’s 10 Amoy street, if you’re passing through) I picked up a few titles. After the jump, I talk about the books I bought, and it becomes clear why I’ve illustrated this post with a photo of the International Criminal Court at The Hague.
August 2nd, 2009 / 9:38 am
The Original of Laura
Knopf is publishing the book in an intriguing form: Nabokov’s handwritten index cards are reproduced with a transcription below of each card’s contents, generally less than a paragraph. The scanned index cards (perforated so they can be removed from the book) are what make this book an amazing document; they reveal Nabokov’s neat handwriting (a mix of cursive and print) and his own edits to the text: some lines are blacked out with scribbles, others simply crossed out. Words are inserted, typesetting notes (“no quotes”) and copyedit symbols pepper the writing, and the reverse of many cards bears a wobbly X. Depending on the reader’s eye, the final card in the book is either haunting or the great writer’s final sly wink: it’s a list of synonyms for “efface”—expunge, erase, delete, rub out, wipe out and, finally, obliterate. (Nov.)
Wigleaf returns from the summer quiet with a new piece from the ever rad Dave Housley.
Surfin’ the Casbah with Jesse Aizenstat
I met Jesse while I was in Israel earlier this summer. He was traveling with a surf board, and had plans to go from Israel into Beirut and then attempt to surf across the border. He actually attempted this, and his adventures were published in something called Ma’an News.
His regular web presence is Blogging the Casbah, which I highly recommend you check out. Yesterday’s post logged his visit to a Palestinian refugee camp in South Beiruit.
I think a big reason for this is that the international community has traditionally viewed the Palestinian problem as a West Bank and Gaza kind of issue. They forget that the Palestinian camps of the Levant are like tightly guarded prisons that have been subject to enormous campaigns from local governments to keep displaced Palestinians from being granted the rites of citizenship.
Dudeness, like Zen, is One and Nothing.
Here’s an essay from Intelligent Life magazine entitled ‘When Novelists Sober Up.‘ I think about the influence and appeal of drugs on artists all the time, as regular drug use seems a constant and easy ‘sleep button/off switch,’ a sort of key to a less mentally-marooned living, albeit one that could, obviously, be destructive and potentially fatal… Reading Infinite Jest has me thinking about this more so than I normally would. Anyway, interesting article.
Two more vital links after the jump:
August 1st, 2009 / 2:19 am