DIALOGUE TWO: WHAT
IS MOMENTITIOUSNESS?
MMTN: We have reconvened with Jason
Leclerc, the author of Momentitiousness,
to continue our fascinating discussion about his book.
JL: It's
good to be back. Thanks.
MMTN: I would be remiss if I didn't ask the
simplest author question of all: Can you summarize your book in one to three
sentences? Something tells me no.
JL: That
is a challenge, especially when you consider that this is very clearly not a
novel. I've already made it clear that
it is not driven by traditional narrative, so that leaves me with three
sentences about form. The book is not driven by narrative, it is driven by
form; it flies in the face of traditional narrative in favor of form. Depending
upon the way you approach the book--the order in which you read or omit the
moments--it can be a grand narrative about first loves, anger and revenge,
cutting edge scientific discovery, or a zombie war.
MMTN: These stories, of zombie war for
instance, talk about "Semiotic Arbitrage?"
JL: No,
they, taken in these groupings, use "Semiotic Arbitrage."
MMTN: So, we have established where you're
coming from on an intellectual level? You've unpacked the term "Semiotic
Arbitrage" for us, and I think it's much more approachable than it was at
first blush. How does this theory manifest itself in your book?
JL: You
might imagine that you are reading the same story thirty times.
MMTN: Well, I'm not sure I get that.
Surely, there are a few stories, like Obtuse, Acute, and Equilateral for
example, that make that obvious. But how can we say that Juans is related to,
say, Flag?
JL: Ah!
The triangle stories. These are the most obvious example of our threes. I use
these stories to lay it all out. They are, to use trigonometric terminology, a
proof.
MMTN: If a reader doesn't connect with trigonometry,
can they still get it?
JL: God,
yes. I never really considered this, but
you raise an interesting point. Perhaps this can also be a "Math for
dummies."
MMTN: And also "Physics for
dummies" and "Economics for dummies."
JL: And,
well, "Sex for dummies."
MMTN: You are not shy about sex. Sometimes
very explicit sex.
JL: I
got in some trouble with the publisher on a couple of stories. "Too
explicit," they said.
MMTN: You had to re-write a couple of
stories.
JL: Yes,
I did. It was frustrating because I saw nothing wrong with them. Readers will
understand that Bloom and Obtuse are truth-seeking, even if they do get a
little raw.
MMTN: Before we talk about some of the
particular stories, I want to challenge you on your statement that they are
"the same story" from multiple perspectives.
JL: Maybe
I should have been more specific. They "could be" the same moment
thirty times told.
MMTN: Yes, but clearly some stories happen
way in the past while others are way in the future. In totally different cities
and with completely different characters.
JL: So,
you are approaching the metanarrative from a linear perspective. You are
trapped by the conventions of the novel and the cinema.
MMTN: With respect, Faulkner used shifting
perspectives a century ago. Movies like Crash play with time and irony. They
are nonlinear.
JL: Well,
they are told non-linearly. They are linear stories that are clipped up and
re-told in such a way that the story itself is narrated for effect. What I do
is different. I imagine that, because of wrinkles in time-space, non-linear
moments can occur simultaneously.
MMTN: So is this about perspective or is it
about actual simultaneity?
JL: It
could be both, because I play with the narrative voice as well. I almost want
to believe that the same narrator exists throughout, shifting shape and
dropping into moments.
MMTN: Sounds like Quantum Leap.
JL: In
a way, yes.
MMTN: But in some stories, the narrator is
first person. In others, omniscient.
JL: This
narrator is a devious sucker. One of the things I like about this narrator is
that we never know when to trust.
MMTN: You talk as though you're not sure.
Just to be certain, the narrator is not you, right?
JL: God
no. The narrator is just a story teller.
MMTN: One of the things I had a hard time
with was how some of the very disparate characters fell into the same, almost
poetic, didacticism. If you expect us to believe that there is a singular
narrator, that makes more sense.
JL: "Poetic
didacticism." I don't know if I like that or not.
MMTN: I don't know if readers do either.
Although, I have to admit that it is easy to get sucked in by that poetic
voice...especially as it ducks in and out of the form of the characters in the
stories. For example, here's a line from
that story we've mentioned a couple times, Obtuse. Would you mind reading this
part for me?
JL: Sure.
Though I wanted him in the
most primal way, I wanted him more absolutely and completely into an eternity
that spread unconstrained into the future and into even that future's future.
And, from that contrived imaginary future, I looked back again to the moment as
the genesis that must have banged forth from this special first kiss: the kiss
I expected, the kiss I desired.
MMTN: Now, that's a thirteen of fourteen
year old girl talking. Rather introspective for such a young person.
JL: Well,
actually, it's an adult woman looking back through time at the moment.
MMTN: I'm coming to understand the use of
the word "moment" to describe these vignettes, but please continue.
JL: So,
I admit that these aren't necessarily all the thoughts of the thirteen year old
girl. Nor are they the ruminations of a thirty year old woman, completely. They
are thoughts of a young girl being recalled by an adult woman who is channeling
the poetic voice of our devious narrator.
MMTN: Translation?
JL: Arbitrage!
But translation is a fair depiction in a paradigm that lacks "Semiotic
Arbitrage" to explain it.
MMTN: I should have seen that.
JL: But
here's another point. You don't have to see it. You can see it if you want to.
MMTN: It's a sweet story in the absence of
these insights.
JL: Exactly.
At least I think so.
MMTN: You tell a mean story. I found myself
comparing you to Mark Twain and F. Scott Fitzgerald.
JL: I'll
take that. They're pretty different types of authors with completely different
methodologies, but viewing the stories--moments--as discrete units provides
some of the qualities of these masters. In storytelling technique, I'm not sure
there are two American writers that I would rather emulate.
MMTN: I see you try to give a go at Borges,
too. Not sure you hit it square on, but you dance around it.
JL: Borges
is my god. But, really, this form, this "Novel Collection" is about
the oscillation between the parts and the whole, between the GUI and the
contents. It can be nibbled in pieces with no regard for a larger narrative, or
can be consumed in chunks to develop an individual read that is free of
narrative "truth." Meanwhile,
the individual stories are entertaining as discrete units: touching, gripping,
sentimental, erotic, joyful, and compelling. In a "soft pre-release"
of the story Flag, thousands of online readers and critics from around the
world consumed and acclaimed the unexpectedly sweet and complicatedly patriotic
"moment."
MMTN: We'll talk about FLAG in a minute,
but tell me why you didn't merely call the book "Moments" or even
"Momentousness," both of which are real words and both of which seem
appropriate titles.
JL: Actually,
neither is exactly right. It isn't merely moments. It's a collection of
possibly related moments. It would be disingenuous to lead readers to believe
that there are no connections. And "Momentous" implies something
grand and spectacular. That is not really correct either.
MMTN: Possibly related? So, you're saying
that you haven't written connections--you point out tangencies--into the
collection?
JL: I've
written in the possibility of connections, but some of them are spurious and
inexact. Is the character from Borges the same as the one from Coma? There are
a lot of similarities, but one goes to Southern Africa while the other goes to
Western Africa? Wouldn't a good narrator be more specific? More precise? So the
reader gets to make that call, to make that connection when the narrator
fails--for whatever reason--to make the connections concrete.
MMTN: Sounds noncommittal. Are you
abandoning your responsibilities as an author?
JL: I'm
ratcheting up the responsibilities of the reader to be complicit in the
storytelling.
MMTN: Do readers want this responsibility?
JL: Mine
do. Let me reiterated that Momentitiousness is not merely a collection of
"related" stories. Instead, it is a collection of moments that may or
may not be related, depending upon how the reader approaches it: A "Novel
Collection." The physical text is organized in one of 30 factorial (that's
30 x 29x 28 x 27...x 2 x 1) ways that the book can be read. The points of
tangency are intentionally spurious, allowing readers to wonder (perhaps
decide) whether the jagged connections should be overlooked to strengthen the
story they want to read or perhaps challenged as the deceptions of an
untrustworthy narrator.
MMTN: Momentitiousness,
then, is...
JL: The
residue of a moment. A sense that something has happened and that it may have
happened to you. That it may have happened just now. And in fact, it did. If
nothing else, you just read it. It's the aura of somethingness in time-space
that you only know in recollection.
MMTN: Isn't that what all story is?
JL: All
of my stories.
MMTN: Do you think you're taking something
that belongs to everybody and claiming it as your own?
JL: I'm
taking something that should belong to everybody and making that explicit. I
would also argue that this is not what a novel does. The job of the novelist is
to tell the story, to expose what she wants when she wants and how she wants.
The novelist holds the power of narrative.
MMTN: You don't expose and hide certain
truths?
JL: My
narrator may, but even my narrator provides freedom to the reader.
MMTN: Like a "Choose your own
adventure?"
JL: Almost
exactly. Like a "Chose your own adventure." We haven't talked about
the organization of the book too much, but the way I present it in print is
just one way of reading it. I would love readers to read it out of order,
skipping around, randomly. I will tell you that if you read
Juans-Blast-Briarpatch, you get a far different story than if you read
Arbitrage-Blast-Briarpatch and differenter still if it's
Walden-Arbitrage-Briarpatch.
MMTN: And the tangencies?
JL: They
take on different meanings in the absence of other pieces. The Arachne poem
without the Fire story creates a completely different set of relationships.
MMTN: "Chose your own adventure?"
JL: If
you approach the book that way, randomly, then you can look back and say,
"here is the story that I created." You aren't active in its telling,
but you are active in the connecting.
MMTN: Let's talk about Flag, because you've
had some success with that story independent of its place in Momentitiousness.
JL: True.
That is a story that, like all the others, stands on its own. If this project
were simply about telling great stories, I think I've nailed that.
MMTN: As an artist, you have to believe
that.
JL: Bravado.
MMTN: Some of the "moments" are
rather opaque on their own. But I'll agree that I can imagine reading these
stories without regard to Semiotics or Arbitrage or time-space. Flag received
some great press. It is sweet and tender and yet powerful. Where did this kid
come from?
JL: Honestly,
there might be a little bit of me in him.
MMTN: Memoir? I knew it!
JL: NO,
NO, NO! Don't even try to pin that label on any of this, it's all fiction. I
had other readers respond very sweetly that they felt I was writing about them.
MMTN: You capture this child's thoughts with
such precision. Would you read this section from Flag for us?
JL: Sure.
As a twelve year old, his
concept of metaphor was yet undeveloped, so the flag did not merely stand for
an America that he loved, it was an absolute object of adoration, like his dog,
tater tots, and his mother. This is not to say that he didn’t also love America
or Ronald Reagan in the same way, but they all had the same intrinsic value.
One was not merely a symbol of the other; they all stood in a pantheon of
things patriotic, not simply representing, but being. Too, his sense of love
was nascent yet, and there was no distinction by the type of care or profundity
with which he addressed the objects of his seemingly excessive adoration. Thus,
he was bound by the same rules and expressions of intemperate love that he
rained upon his dog, tater tots, and his mother.
MMTN: This was not you? Our little
fledgling conservative lover of Ronald Reagan? And, the way he stands on the
precipice of developing this idea called "metaphor," which is really
to one day become "Semiotic Arbitrage?"
JL: Fiction.
To deny that an artist does not draw upon experience is to lie about the author’s craft. But to assert that an author writes only what he knows is
to deny the artist of his craft.
MMTN: Fair enough. So, does this
character--he has no name--recur?
JL: Do
you want him to? Is he the same kid in Doritos? Or Merry-go-Round? Is he the
adult in Blast? The boy in Words? The protagonist from Borges?
MMTN: He could be, I guess.
JL: Exactly.
MMTN: So let's talk for a second about your
masterful use of pronouns in place of character names. I found this annoying at
first.
JL: I
don't want to limit your read, the possibilities of connections. Names
necessarily do that.
MMTN: But you do name one character.
JL: He
is only a vessel for the imperfectly omniscient narrator to take form. The main
character is the fully empowered reader, the "you" first introduced
in One Cent in Manhattan: the foil to the narrator who carelessly shifts in and
out of bodies and over time to present the moments that comprise the full text.
The blurred lines between subject and object make "main characters" a
redundant and unnecessary construction.
MMTN: By the time you finally give us a
name, I have already come to accept that I don't need names. But the name and
the character you do finally give is somewhat disturbing. You put the narrator
in blackface. You pull the voice of the actual character in and out, as though
he is fighting to tell the story himself.
JL: My
homage to Joel Chandler Harris.
MMTN: Would you mind, another section? From
Briarpatch?
JL: Sure
I know, you aren’t supposed
to know my name because it shatters the “universality of the anonymous.” In a
thorny world where we have adopted the compulsion to name everything, you’ve
made it all this way without knowing who anybody in this whole damn book
is. Must have driven you crazy,
wondering, “Is that the same guy in those six stories?” and “How dare he talk
that way about women,” and “That is the worst, most offensive black dialect I
have heard since Joel Chandler Harris.” But Lawdy be, you don’ been throw’d in
that briar patch, so you may’s well stick it out sin’ you already don in her’.
MMTN: You may get some angry press over that.
JL: So
be it. I think this masking and unmasking is absolutely critical to the
storytelling on the micro level. It is absolutely essential to the project and
as a key to the accessibility of "Semiotic Arbitrage." Without this
moment within this moment, there is no tacky glue holding the text together.
MMTN: The last thing I'm going to ask about
is the footnotes. This is where I really see Borges.
JL: Do
you find the footnotes distracting?
MMTN: At first I did, then I just ignored
them. When I arrived at Tangency Four, they made sense. I went back and reread
them, disembodied from the stories they pretend to clarify.
JL: Beautiful.
I'm not sure I could have asked for you to have treated them any differently.
Truly, they are the text. Everything written large above them is fluff.
MMTN: What do you know about Dark Energy?
JL: It's
not what I know, it's what the text knows.
MMTN: So the text has a life of its own?
JL: As
much as you or I do.
MMTN: Getting rather metaphysical here.
JL: I'm
not sure you can disentangle what the footnotes do from metaphysics any more
than we can disentangle the sign from the signifier or the signified.
MMTN: Or the chair?
JL: Or
the loonies.
MMTN: Jason Leclerc, Momentitiousness. Thank you
so much for your time.
JL: Thanks
again for having me. This has been a blast.
MMTN: Best of luck. Jason Leclerc, author of Momentitiousness.
You can blast through this
book, or you can savor each carefully wrought word in this lyrical bootcamp for
the mind. Either way, you will emerge on the other side banking more than you
started with. Truly an adventure, from Arbitrage to Zombies.