Kurt Vonnegut’s Rules for Reading Fiction
A term paper assignment from the author of Slaughterhouse-Five.
Suzanne McConnell, one of Kurt
Vonnegut’s students in his “Form of Fiction” course at the Iowa Writers’
Workshop, saved this assignment, explaining that Vonnegut “wrote his
course assignments in the form of letters, as a way of speaking
personally to each member of the class.” The result is part assignment,
part letter, part guide to writing and life.
This assignment is reprinted from Kurt Vonnegut: Letters, edited by Dan Wakefield, out now from Delacorte Press.
FORM OF FICTION TERM PAPER ASSIGNMENT
Beloved:
This course began as Form and Theory of Fiction, became Form of
Fiction, then Form and Texture of Fiction, then Surface Criticism, or
How to Talk out of the Corner of Your Mouth Like a Real Tough Pro. It
will probably be Animal Husbandry 108 by the time Black February rolls
around. As was said to me years ago by a dear, dear friend, “Keep your
hat on. We may end up miles from here.”
As for your term papers, I should like them to be both cynical and
religious. I want you to adore the Universe, to be easily delighted, but
to be prompt as well with impatience with those artists who offend your
own deep notions of what the Universe is or should be. “This above all
...”
I invite you to read the fifteen tales in Masters of the Modern Short Story (W. Havighurst, editor, 1955, Harcourt, Brace, $14.95 in paperback). Read them for pleasure and satisfaction, beginning each as though, only seven minutes before, you had swallowed two ounces of very good booze. “Except ye be as little children ...”
Then reproduce on a single sheet of clean, white paper the table of
contents of the book, omitting the page numbers, and substituting for
each number a grade from A to F. The grades should be childishly selfish
and impudent measures of your own joy or lack of it. I don’t care what
grades you give. I do insist that you like some stories better than
others.
Proceed next to the hallucination that you are a minor but useful
editor on a good literary magazine not connected with a university. Take
three stories that please you most and three that please you least, six
in all, and pretend that they have been offered for publication. Write a
report on each to be submitted to a wise, respected, witty and
world-weary superior.
Do not do so as an academic critic, nor as a person drunk on art, nor
as a barbarian in the literary market place. Do so as a sensitive
person who has a few practical hunches about how stories can succeed or
fail. Praise or damn as you please, but do so rather flatly,
pragmatically, with cunning attention to annoying or gratifying details.
Be yourself. Be unique. Be a good editor. The Universe needs more good
editors, God knows.
Since there are eighty of you, and since I do not wish to go blind or
kill somebody, about twenty pages from each of you should do neatly. Do
not bubble. Do not spin your wheels. Use words I know.
poloniøus
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