12 or 20 Questions Interview with Rob McLennan

1 – How did your first book change your life?

I was living in New York City, and shortly before Crossing the Snow Line came out from Black Moss Press, the poet Fred Wah happened to visit me and he warned me not to expect much and he was right. It was a useful warning.

Having my first book come out changed very little. That was 1989.

2 – How long have you lived in Ottawa, and how does geography, if at all, impact on your writing? Does race or gender make any impact on your work?

I’ve lived in Ottawa since the summer of 1992 and the city has played a role, sometimes large, sometimes very small, in every book I’ve written here. Place matters to me — the look of the streets I walk down, the weather, the sense of the past, the encroachment of the future. I have almost no sense of direction, except an unfailing sense of homesickness when I’m away, and a need for northern light, air, contours, vegetation, seasons. In my late twenties and early thirties, as the feminist I remain, I wasn’t very open to male writing. That changed. I learn as much from men as from women.

3 – Where does a piece of fiction usually begin for you? Are you an author of short pieces that end up combining into a larger project, or are you working on a “book” from the very beginning?

I tend to know at the start whether the material I’m working with will be a short story or a novel. A story will have fewer starting points and will arise more directly from a worry. A novel will come from some broader thing — an interest in a period of time, a theme I want to explore, like shyness or anger, or a challenge I’ve set myself, like writing in the third person or from a male point of view. With a novel nothing really gets moving until the characters begin to form. Sometimes, and this doesn’t happen enough, an image will direct and clarify my thoughts as it did with the story “Hand Games.”

4 – Are public readings part of or counter to your creative process?

Public readings take a toll. I enjoy reading to an audience, but I lose sleep beforehand and afterwards. Being interviewed is much worse.

5 – Do you find the process of working with an outside editor difficult or essential (or both)?

My novels owe a tremendous amount to rigorous editing by Ellen Seligman at McClelland & Stewart. It’s hard for me to sustain a narrative for hundreds of pages. She asks questions, finds weaknesses, demands depth. There are a million things to think about when you write a novel. I only ever think of 500,000. She thinks of the rest.

6 – After having published more than a couple of titles over the years, do you find the process of book-making harder or easier?

No easier. I must have more confidence now. But confidence comes and goes.

7 – When was the last time you ate a pear?

I ate a pear this morning and it wasn’t quite ripe. I love pears. They don’t hurt my teeth the way tart apples do, though I love tart apples. The last time I read about pears, I was in England admiring the tawny yellow tones of stone houses in DorsetSylvia Townsend Warnerwrote that those houses are the colour of a sun-ripened pear. As a fruit, pears are a little more Quakerly than plums. Plums are hot.

8 – What is the best piece of advice you’ve heard (not necessarily given to you directly)?

V.S. Pritchett said, “When in doubt, increase the difficulty.” I think he was writing about Turgenev and making the observation thatTurgenev’s writing truly caught fire when he challenged himself.

9 – What kind of writing routine do you tend to keep, or do you even have one? How does a typical day (for you) begin?

I like to be at my desk before anybody else is up, and I almost always manage that. No set routine. It depends on whether or not I’ve slept. Coffee. Meusli pita. It’s the best time of the day for me. I spend the morning there, barring obligations that take me away. Often I go to a midday exercise class at Carleton U. More reading and rumination in the afternoon, again barring other commitments. The mystery is why I don’t produce more given my recent luxurious hours.

10 – When your writing gets stalled, where do you turn or return for (for lack of a better word) inspiration?

Reading releases the flow of writing. I pick up a book, frequently poetry, and read for a while.

11 – How does your most recent book compare to your previous work? How does it feel different?

You ask too many questions.

12 - David W. McFadden once said that books come from books, but are there any other forms that influence your work, whether nature, music, science or visual art?

I think that’s true. Books come from books. Paintings are a more indirect influence. I can often see what’s wrong with a painting — the composition doesn’t work, the energy is off — more easily than I can see what’s wrong with a story. Paintings bathe my senses and wake up my sense of possibility.

13 – What would you like to do that you haven’t yet done?

I would like to be a good dancer. I have more books I want to write and places in the Ottawa Valley and in Scotland that I want to visit. It would seem I want the time to write, above all.

14 – If you could pick any other occupation to attempt, what would it be? Or, alternately, what do you think you would have ended up doing had you not been a writer?

If I’d had more nerve, I might have been an actress. At fourteen, I wanted to be an actress. At fifteen, I knew I would be a writer.

15 – What made you write, as opposed to doing something else?

An exercise in English class tricked me into writing a poem. I was fifteen.

16 – What was the last great book you read? What was the last great film?

Don DeLillo’s Falling Man was the last great book. I read it last week. A month ago I watched The Godfather again with my son.

17 – What are you currently working on?

Some stories, and in the back of my mind another novel.

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