here i am settled in country SA, making preserves from stolen harvests and bookshelves from whatever’s to hand, and chatting with the 90 year old neighbour who, on hearing we had moved in next door, responded with “you’ll want to get rid of those milk thistles.” she loves us really.
I have scavenged and fixed up a desk and am sitting at it, slowly getting back into writing sentences. I fear I will constantly be distracted by all the work there is to do on this house, which is 152 years old. But today, i’m distracted by discussions on twitter about rural australian voices and gender bias, which we all start talking about whenever there is an award. i have a few thoughts on the issue, having recently written what is really a very masculine book about outback australia, but which is not, i hope, empty of real-seeming women or other qualities.
I don’t think we can assume the rural narrative is gendered any more than we can the urban. The equation of rural australian with a masculine voice seems quite odd to me, in a nation whose foundational myths include The Drover’s Wife and Priscilla, Queen of the Desert, and the closest thing we have to the Great Australian Novel was written by a Waanyi woman.
So about gender for a minute. The short story i am writing at the moment (it’s not going well, hence i am dashing off a story-avoiding blog post) is about men, and particularly emotionally repressed men, but i don’t know that i have a particularly gendered voice; i have never been a very gendered person, and to be honest i think that helps my writing. A writer can’t see the world in binaries; she must be able to get inside other people’s heads regardless of what’s in their pants. Or their past, or their postcode, for that matter.
In many of the interviews i’ve done for Gone, people have asked me if the male voice was difficult. The short answer is hell, no. Having written in the voice of a 70-year-old for The Diamond Anchor, and written so many short stories with so many different voices, and then having to contend with all the other complexities of Frank’s mind, like his mental illness, his refusal to articulate, and the brevity of all his encounters, the masculine part barely registered (though I did have to ask around about shaving). I think if you practice writing, read widely, and travel, you eventually get good at imagining other people’s lives, no matter how different they are from your own. In the end it is not my body that goes into my work, or my experiences, but a combination of imagination and observation, neither of which are gendered abilities. I do think the authority of a story comes not from the voice of the writer but from its authenticity to character (i don’t care if it’s anachronistic to talk about authenticity).
There are advantages and disadvantages to being a regional writer. One of the advantages is being miles away from what’s fashionable. This is also a disadvantage, i suppose. But the important thing for me is to be true to the story that needs telling. I don’t think there is a problem with the rural Australian voice as such, or that that voice restrains writers from writing other things. I think that the prevalence of such stories is a result of living in a colonising culture which still has fractures along its frontiers. Yeah, we need diversity in our voices. But we also like to scratch the itches of our culture and i don’t think writers are the sole determinants of where their cultures itch. There are great books written here about a million different things and the more the merrier. I’m not going to start by thinking about what i should be writing, because that’s a surefire way to silence myself.
But i am bothered by the fact that anyone not from sydney and melbourne is constantly asked to speak about “place” in their work, as though the most interesting thing about it is its setting.
In my new and interesting place in the world, I’m writing a new and i hope interesting book. I’m also building a fence, baking biscuits, fixing the plumbing, stitching and learning Chinese. Which of these do i have permission to do? I choose to tick all of the above.
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