Hearing Susan Hill on BBC Radio 4 this afternoon reminded me
of a review of her recent book, A Kind Man, which I read a couple of weeks ago. I do not know the book so cannot make any comment
about it, but what I did object to was a remark made by the reviewer:
I’m an admirer of Susan Hill’s work, but I’m not sure what she’s getting here, though I accept this may be my fault, not hers.
The review was written by a Charlotte Moore and published in
The Spectator (15 January 2011). Google
lists too many Charlotte Moores for me to be certain, but I assume it is the
Charlotte Moore who is also an author and writes for the Guardian and Telegraph
newspapers.
If it is Moore the writer, such a sop will be – I guess –
purely out of self-interest in the hope of a kind word from a writer who struck
it lucky with a ghost story nearly thirty years ago. Nevertheless, I find the
idea that a reader can see themselves to be at fault for failing to understand
what has been written somewhat abhorrent, merely because Hill tells a good tale.
An author is a professional writer. It is their job to be
able to communicate their ideas to their reader. Each reader will bring their
own understanding to the text and, as any English Literature student will know,
their reading is as valid as the next person's. It may be that the reader then chooses to go and research a detail to
help explore or develop their interpretation, but this should not be a
requirement and they should not feel compelled to do so. Despite not being
obliged to do this, I have found a smartphone (with its Internet access) has
made the process much easier, and the results can often be fascinating. Indeed,
a few years ago I had a lengthy e-mail exchange with a member of the National
Gamekeepers Organisation in an attempt to understand why, in two novels by two
different authors set in World War I, references are made to dead birds being
nailed to posts. (The conclusion we reached was that they were both referring to
vermin lines.)
Placing a writer on a pedestal because they ‘must be saying
something clever’ is wrong. If, as a reader, you did not ‘get it’, there was
probably nothing to get, or the writer did their job clumsily, thereby preventing
you from ‘getting it’. Whichever way, it should not be seen as the reader’s
fault.
Before I get challenged about my role as a teacher of
English Literature, I should stress that I am talking about readers, not
students. Studying a text places more demands on the student-reader, and if a text has
been chosen to be studied it is probably because someone somewhere feels
that it has something to say; it may then be up to the teacher and
student to discover what it is. And this is why studying a book can destroy the
pleasure of reading it for people.
Read to enjoy reading and find books to study; study
to facilitate reading. If the writer is not doing their job properly, a reader
can stop reading and a student can explain why.