Showing posts with label Ruth McKee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ruth McKee. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Ruth McKee A Q & A Session with the Author of "Half of what I say in meaningless"



March 1 to March 31


Trinity University Library

Question and Answer Session with Ruth McKee, PhD.
author of
"Half of What I Say Is Meaningless"

You are invited to participate in Irish Short Story Month-please e mail me if you are interested.  

Author Data


Ruth McKee lives in Skerries, Co. Dublin. She was shortlisted for the Francis MacManus Prize in 2008 for her short story 'Drowning'. She completed a PhD in literature at Trinity College Dublin in 2009, and had her second child in 2010. She has recently begun writing again and her short story 'Half of what I say is meaningless' appeared in The Bohemyth in January. She is working on a collection of short stories, as well as her first historical novel, and hopes that 2013 marks the beginning of a new creative adventure.


You can read my post on her story here.  My post also contains a link to her story.

Q & A Session 
Ruth McKee, PhD

Who are some of the contemporary short story writers you admire? If you had to say, who do you regard as the three best ever short story writers?

I don’t like to use the word ‘best’ or ‘greatest’ about any art form. I think that historically the canon is partly based on cultural preferences at the time – whether that’s a preference for white males, or whatever.  These days networking and marketing probably count for as much as merit - however if I had to name three short story writers that I love, then Alice Munro, Chekhov and Italo Svevo would definitely feature.



Declan Kiberd has said the dominant theme of modern Irish literature is that of the weak or missing father?  Do you think he is right and how does this, if it does, reveal itself in your work?

I love Declan Kiberd’s writing, his work was invaluable to me in my research. The theory of a missing or weak father is as interesting as that of an estranged mother, or post colonial angst, or whatever.  All are simply philosophical paradigms at the end of the day – this is probably controversial, but something I have gleaned from years doing a PhD is that you can pretty much argue anything in literary criticism, as long as your examples fit the theory…


    You recently obtained a PhD from Trinity College-congratulations!!-what was your dissertation about? 



Thanks! My doctorate spanned several disciplines – Italian, Anglo-Irish Literature, and Gender Studies. I was interested in the idea of exile – not just physical, but psychological. Using the philosophical/linguistic theories of Julia Kristeva who uses (in simplistic terms) a paradigm of the subject entering language as attraction/repulsion towards a figurative mother, I researched ideas of identity, nationality and transgression – moral and societal  - in the work of (at the time) undiscovered or little known Irish women writers of the nineteenth century, and Nobel Prize winning Sardinian writer, Grazia Deledda.
I wanted to know how -- on both islands -- these women wrote about nationality, identity, sex, gender, morality - how their own circumstances as women influenced these ideas, and ultimately how concepts of nation and transgression are linked in their work. 
I have the greatest respect for academics, but I am so delighted to be writing creative pieces, rather than scholarly articles!


I sometimes wonder why such a disproportionate amount of literature of the world, that is regarded as great, is written in the colder temperate zones rather than in the tropics. How big a factor do you think the Irish weather is in shaping the literary output of its writers? I cannot imagine The Brothers Karamazov being written on a tropical island, for example.

I’m not sure about your initial premise – although it’s fascinating! – but for many writers I think that landscape becomes more than a backdrop and can be felt as an intrinsic part of the narrative. Grazia Deledda’s Sardinia palpitates in nearly every line.


Are social media sites lowering the attention span of readers?  Do people want everything now in 140 words or less?

I think on a positive note that brevity coupled with depth is prized a little more – this is probably not such a bad thing for the short story. I’ll leave the analysis of concentration span to the experts – but on a personal level I find that I have less patience now for slower paced narratives.



(Ok this may seem like a silly question but I pose it anyway-do you believe in Fairies?-this quote from Declan Kiberd sort of explains why I am asking this:

    "One 1916 veteran recalled, in old age, his youthful conviction that the rebellion would “put an end to the rule of the fairies in Ireland”. In this it was notably unsuccessful: during the 1920s, a young student named Samuel Beckett reported seeing a fairy-man in the New Square of Trinity College Dublin; and two decades later a Galway woman, when asked by an American anthropologist whether she really believed in the “little people”, replied with terse sophistication: “I do not, sir – but they’re there."


No. But when I was very small, I believed I was queen of the fairies and at my friend’s house tried to prove I could fly. It didn’t end well!



Do you think the very large amount of remains from neolithic periods (the highest in the world) in Ireland has shaped in the literature and psyche of the country?   

There are a substantial number  - perhaps more – in Sardinia, from the Neolithic and Mesolithic period; it’s tempting to think that they form part of a collective poetic psyche…



 Does the character of the "stage Irishman" live on still in the heavy drinking, violent, on the dole characters one finds in many contemporary Irish novels?

Oh yes, I’m sure the stage Irishman (and woman!) is alive and well. The problem with stereotypes is that there is often a grain of truth. And we are a long way from considering nationality as arbitrary and subjective -- which I think it is.
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 Do you think poets have a social role to play in contemporary Ireland or are they pure artists writing for themselves and a few peers

Poets are all different. I’m sure some feel they have an important role in society, perhaps as voices of dissent; some are simply making the dream flesh. Vive la difference!



If you could or had to live anywhere but Ireland, where would you live?

Italy. I lived there for a few years and have never fallen out of love.



Are cats better companions for writers and readers than dogs?

I have three cats. Does that answer your question?!

End of Q and A
"Ruth, good answer about cats versus dogs"- Ruprecht 

My thanks to Ruth McKee for taking the time to answer my questions in such an interesting and informative fashion.  I look forward to following her writing career as best I can from the other side of the world.

Mel u



Monday, March 4, 2013

"Half of What I Say is Meaningless" by Ruth McKee

"Half of What I Say is Meaningless" by Ruth McKee  (2012, 3 pages)

Irish Short Story Month
Year III
March 1 to March 31
Ruth McKee
Skerries, County Dublin

Event Resources-Links to lots of short stories, from classics to brand new works.   Everyone is invited participate.  If you have any questions on how you might do this please contact me.

One of my favorite online Journals is The Bohemyth - Literary Journal.  In addition to short stories and poems, they also publishes simply stunning photographs and art work.  It is edited by Alice Walsh whose great short story, "Shahain" I posted on last year during Irish Short Story Month Year Two.  In December I posted on another one of her stories, "Downaround".  (Later on this month I will be posting on a brilliant story by Walsh, "Cut You Down Like an Old Oak Tree")  Michael Naghen Shanks is the assistant editor.  I read recently his story, ""How To Make An Omelette After You Have Eaten Everything" in the collection of Irish short stories, 30 Under 30.  I found it totally fascinating.  It was one of the most interesting works of Flash Fiction I have ever read.  Both Alice and Micheal, as well as Ruth McKee, have kindly agreed to do Q and A sessions for Irish Short Story Month-Year III.

Knowing I could rely on the advise of Alice Walsh when I decided I wished to post on the works of Irish writers just getting started with their writing careers I asked her if she could perhaps let me know of a few representative stories from  The Bohemyth - Literary Journal.   (Be sure and read the Q and A session with Alice and the one with Michael for some good insight on Irish literary journals.)

"Half of What I Say is Meaningless" by Ruth McKee (I will include a link to the story at the close of the post) is a simply brilliant story that shows how Facebook has come to change the way people interact with each other, especially old friends who have not seen each other for years.  Probably most older (by that I mean over 40) users of Facebook have had the experience of an old friend from school days, one you may not have heard from or about in decades, becoming your Facebook friend.  Of course you will quickly look at their profile to see what you can learn about their lives and I think a lot of us will say "wow they really have aged" without realizing they will say the same of us.

"Half of What I Say is Meaningless" opens when Johnny learns that one of his Facebook friends has died.  I know, I thing, just want McKee is getting at in these brilliant lines, the more of our old friends die, the more or our past lives are gone.


"Julia’s dead, and I have stopped existing in a shared past, in our communal memory. There is now only my crappy recollections"

He first hears of her death through a posting from someone he has never met.   Julia's friends form a Facebook group to set up her final arrangements.   I really found these lines deeply moving.

"I never caught up with her again; she was never on Facebook. She had a profile, but no picture, she was inactive. She’s bloody inactive now anyway. Ha! I am not laughing. I’m driving, feeling the lumps grow all over me, from my stomach to my throat, to the aching cold sore that broke out last night. I wish I was going to see her. Even to see her body in death — her corpse, let’s not dress it up — would be something. The old traditions have it right: sit around the body and laugh and sing and talk, and make it have happened over and over, and then put the body in the ground. My phone bleeps and glancing down at the empty passenger seat, I read that Caroline has just checked in at Julia’s valediction."    

Facebook is not just how we live now, it is how we are observed in death.   As Johnny (John) obtains contact with others in his college circle, we begin to reconstruct his college years and those of Julia and her friend Caroline.   I really want people to have the experience of reading  "Half of What I Say is Meaningless" by Ruth McKee without knowing too much in advance.   I will say it is one of the best short works of fiction I have read that focus on how social media is permeating all aspects of our lives, even our memories and our sense of what is real.  There are also intriguing revelations and mysteries in the story.

You can read this story here.

Author Data

Ruth McKee lives in Skerries, Co. Dublin. She was shortlisted for the Francis MacManus Prize in 2008 for her short story 'Drowning'. She completed a PhD in literature at Trinity College Dublin in 2009, and had her second child in 2010. She has recently begun writing again and her short story 'Half of what I say is meaningless' appeared in The Bohemyth in January. She is working on a collection of short stories, as well as her first historical novel, and hopes that 2013 marks the beginning of a new creative adventure.


I am always delighted when a new issue of The Bohemyth - Literary Journal is published.  They publish quite frequently and the best way to be sure you do not miss an issue is to follow it as I do.
Maybe I should get a Facebook account"
Carmilla





I am looking forward to reading more work by Ruth McKee and will follow her writing career as best I can.

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