I’m always following the Nobel, not only because it’s the most hyped of all the prizes in Literature, but crucially, I follow the Nobel in gratitude for introducing me to Jose Saramago. It seems unlikely now, but I hadn’t heard of Jose Saramago prior to his win in 1998, even though I spent the better part of the 1990s reading translated fiction from around the world. In any event, I rushed out, bought and devoured Blindness . This marked the beginning of one of my most satisfying relationships with a writer’s oeuvre.
In 2013, the Nobel Committee awarded the prize to Alice Munro as a “master of the contemporary short story”. Alice Munro’s work is viewed by some uninformed, ignorant quarters as “narrow” because she only writes short stories about life in Western Ontario. (These folks don’t know that “small corners” of the world can illuminate much about the wider human experience.) So in 2013, I loved the Nobel again for elevating the status of the short story and for awarding the prize to one of the best practitioners for the form.
The contemporary Nobel does sorta okay by me more often than not. The awards to Soyinka, Morrison,Mahfouz, Milosz, Szymborska, Walcott, Oe, Pamuk, Lessing, Marquez and many others whose works I enjoy, and return to often, is testimony (this isn’t just some kinda weird popularity contest with rules we can’t fathom. The creativity of these writers must also entertain.) There have been bad (for me) Nobel years, for instance, in the forms of Gao Xingjian ( I really tried, with Soul Mountain especially but no) and Gunter Grass (I got back to The Tin Drum in the aftermath of his win and it still failed to excite. Also bought The Flounder. No)
Still, there are huge deficits. As of the 2015 prize, the Nobel in Literature has been awarded 112 times and only 14 of those have gone to women. The entire Nobel landscape is very hostile to women. There haven’t been nearly enough writers of color; the Nobel palette is pale (a situation not helped by Committee liking its own backyard too much for a “global” prize). There are language and regional deficits. Mahfouz is the only writer in Arabic who has won the Nobel. The spectrum of languages represented on the list of winners is mostly European (and even then one apiece for Finnish and Icelandic). America cries that it’s been 22 years since it won (it irks some that the last American to win is Toni Morrison. Haters gon hate but they also should read). Munro’s win for the North American continent must pain some folks.
I joined in the Nobel speculation on Twitter and tweeted out with some wins that I’d like to see. In short order: Ngugi wa Thiong’o, a Hungarian writer, al-Koni, Khoury, el-Saadawi or any of the MENA excellents, a poet, a non-realist and so on. My list was long and I’ve come to the conclusion that:
Still, speculation is the bag Nobel-watchers carry (and the bags are often empty) since the work of the Committee is shrouded in unnecessary secrecy and drama. We use a system of elimination and checkboxes which often fail, especially if the Committee resorts to obscure backyardism.
Yesterday, the 2015 prize was awarded to Svetlana Alexievich. This time the bookies were right; the odds on Alexievich were high. I suspect, as I’m finding out, that it has something to do with the translation of her books into Swedish, their availability in Sweden and her deserved popularity in Nobel land. (I won’t segue into a rant about the deplorable stats on translated fiction in the Anglophone world. no).
“for her polyphonic writings, a monument to suffering and courage in our time”
(Head over to the Wiki page of List of Nobel laureates in literature on a slow reading day and count how many of these citations make sense.)
According to Sara Danius, the new Permanent Secretary of the Swedish Academy, Svetlana Alexievich has “actually devised a new kind of literary genre… Her literary achievement is material and also form”.
A new literary genre.
(They went bold, all out on genre! I should have known given the win to Alice Munro 😁)
Svetlana Alexievich is a Belorussian journalist and primarily writes non-fiction. The Nobel breaks ground with this award for non-fiction. Her work is “a history of emotions” and has been described as “oral history by excavation” (see this New Yorker profile on her work). She focuses on the post-Soviet society, piecing together emotional narratives from thousands of interviews with people who’ve suffered war or other catastrophic events into:
- Zinky Boys: Soviet Voices from a Forgotten War – a collection of first-hand accounts from the Afghan war.
- Voices from Chernobyl
- War’s Unwomanly Face – from hundreds of women who participated in WWII
(Very few of her books are available in English. Next year, Fitzcarraldo will release Second-Hand Time, an oral history about “nostalgia for the Soviet Union”). I’ve been reading excerpts of her work on the web and my first impression is: her tone, her questioning reminds me a lot of the Polish poets Milosz and Szymborska, which probably is me projecting my favorites onto her palette. There is a lot of talk describing Alexievich’s win as political. She’s a fierce critic of Putin and things like that. When has being political and speaking out been a bad thing, a thing to set aside?
2015 is a good prize. Congratulations to Svetlana Alexievich!
When she was asked about the prize, Alexievich said it evoked writers like Boris Pasternak and Ivan Bunin. She says the prize money will buy her freedom for her next book (and a couple more, I suspect).
She has won many other awards and to the Anglophone world, especially insular American readers, don’t whine. Voices from Chernobyl won the 2005 National (yes, the United States) Book Critics Circle Award. Somebody knows of her and has read her book in the US.
The 2015 edition of the Nobel in Literature is now done and dusted. Let’s hope 2016 also ends on a good note. If it doesn’t (a strong possibility), I’ll just stay quiet.
Oh, and we’re still rooting for Ngugi.
Have a good weekend y’all. (Re)read a Saramago.
Or tell me your thoughts on this year’s Prize. Who are your favorite Nobelists?