“I don’t know.”

I want to discuss the power of not knowing.
Not like Barthelme’s Not Knowing, about the power of writing fiction without
knowing where you’re going, but
the power of delivering the message of uncertainty. This is something that only
storytelling of the highest quality can deliver.

You can spot young-writer-nervousness in
our work’s occasional accidental didacticism or its desperation to reveal the
entirety of something or to right some wrong. In fact, it turns out the most
courageous and the truest and most human thing you can do as a writer is only
reveal what you don’t know and admit that you don’t know it: you reveal the
problem without solving it.

What is IDK? It’s giving a fair and
balanced account of all characters, discursive rather than persuasive fiction,
refusing to point the finger by instead showing how characters point fingers at
each other, empathising as far as is possible with all of them, refusing to
provide a victor or a loser and creating a world full of problems so complex
that they defy resolution. (Likely this has some literary term I’ve never heard
of.)

I have several examples of “IDK” and will
serialise them across “I Don’t Know Month” which starts with this post on
Hamlet today and continues for as long as an I Don’t Know Month does, because
it’s my thing. Any work mentioned contains spoilers. I hope you enjoy these
reflections and please feel free to submit your own, because “IDK” is my favourite
brand of storytelling :)

I
Don’t Know 1: Hamlet

I did begin my own analysis on this but
found the basic effect of Hamlet better summarised by Kurt Vonnegut, so much so
that it’s more or less all that remains! Ah, why say it twice though? :D

“[Hamlet’s]
father has just died. He’s despondent. And right away his mother went and married
his uncle, who’s a bastard.… So Hamlet goes up and talks to this fairly
substantial apparition there. And this thing says, ‘I’m your father, I was
murdered, you gotta avenge me, it was your uncle did it, here’s how.’ Madame
Blavatsky, who knew more about the spirit world than anybody else, said you are
a fool to take any apparition seriously, because they are often malicious and
they are frequently the souls of people who were murdered, were suicides, or
were terribly cheated in life in one way or another, and they are out for
revenge. So we don’t know whether this thing was really Hamlet’s father or if
it was good news or bad news. And neither does Hamlet. But he says okay, I got
a way to check this out. I’ll hire actors to act out the way the ghost said my
father was murdered by my uncle, and I’ll put on this show and see what my
uncle makes of it. So he puts on this show… His uncle doesn’t go crazy and say,
‘I-I-you got me, you got me, I did it, I did it.’ It flops. Neither good news
nor bad news. After this flop Hamlet ends up talking with his mother when the
drapes move, so he thinks his uncle is back there and he says, ‘All right, I am
so sick of being so damn indecisive,’ and he sticks his rapier through the
drapery. Well, who falls out? This windbag, Polonius.”

In attempting to kill his father’s
murderer, Hamlet murders Ophelia’s father: he becomes the thing he wishes to
avenge.

“Neither good news nor bad news. Hamlet
didn’t get arrested. He’s prince. He can kill anybody he wants. So he goes
along, and finally he gets in a duel, and he’s killed. Well, did he go to
heaven or did he go to hell?… I don’t think Shakespeare believed in a heaven
or hell any more than I do. And so we don’t know whether it’s good news or bad
news… There’s a reason we recognize Hamlet as a masterpiece: it’s that
Shakespeare told us the truth…The truth is, we know so little about life, we
don’t really know what the good news is and what the bad news is.”

This dense mixture of action, inaction,
reality, fantasy and whether or not we can with our reasoning divine the
correct action to take and whether or not this action will lead to the desired
beneficent consequences is the stuff of life!

For more info on the shapes of stories from
Kurt Vonnegut, check this out.

More “IDK” next week!

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message 1: by Tracy (last edited Oct 16, 2015 06:46PM) (new)

Tracy Reilly My submission is for THE IDIOT: Dostoyevsky.

Prince Myshkin (is he really a prince? He doesn't act like one) may or may not be crazy,but has been in a sanitarium. He feels attracted to two women more or less simultaneously: Aglaya and Nastassya. Both have other love interests that they don't "love" love. Myshkin doesn't want to interfere, and considers himself not marriage material. Does he feel love for either of these women, or is it really some other emotion, like empathy, or pity or longing, or desire or...

In fact, is there even something that can be called love in this world? One man, Rogozhin, commits murder for it, because he can't have his passion. Is that love!!??

Does the hedgehog love anyone? Does Myshkin go back to being insane after this idyll? Why did he break the vase?

Definitely in the "I Don't Know" category--next might be The STRANGER?


message 2: by Tracy (last edited Oct 16, 2015 06:42PM) (new)

Tracy Reilly Definitely think you are onto something here, Leo. My favorite books too have that unanswered quality--even David Lynch movies, mebbe.

Hamlet: The consummate actor--you never know exactly when he's telling you the reality of his mind: depressed , manic, in love, not in love. I have a special love for his speech with Ophelia where he's trying to "interpret between you and your love"--if he could see the puppets dallying. The huge tragedy could have? been resolved if he was truly sure she loved him, and not just for his fabulous wealth and castle, since he was merely a rogue and peasant slave/knave/ man-in-a-cave. Who should never be believed, says he. He and Ophelia could go off together and shake the dust of Rotten Denmark from their feet, if love solves all, as it does in the more fashionable stories.

My other favorite (are two favorites allowed in this "I Don't Know" Blog?) again deals with uncertainty--the play upon a pipe line: he's talking trash to the two idiots, Rose. and Guild. who are brown-nosing him to find out the truth of what's wrong with him. Not that they would know it if they saw it--it it had been a snake, etc. The speech: Would you play upon me as a pipe?

"You would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass,and there is much music in this little organ; yet cannot you make it speak..."

Because, remember, these are just words, words, words.


message 3: by Leo (new)

Leo Robertson Tracy wrote: "Definitely think you are onto something here, Leo. My favorite books too have that unanswered quality--even David Lynch movies, mebbe.

Hamlet: The consummate actor--you never know exactly when he'..."


Tracy!! I knew if you spotted this you would have loads to say and thanks so much for your chat!! Especially when it comes to Hamlet, I need your guidance :D I will re-visit with these speeches in mind... as for THE IDIOT, I never thought of it in terms of "I don't know." Myshkin is such an idiot, no?? It seems like a pure Jesus type has no hope in this world, with its complex network of self-serving needs- but are his ideals wrong either?? Excellent contribution!! The Nastasya/ Aglaya combo is fascinating for sure... what indeed was he trying to achieve with either? He was such a blank-slate go-with-the-flow type. Apparently based on Don Quixote, which I never got into enough to understand the parallels of...

I just recommended Bex this George Saunders story, which you reminded me of with The Idiot, which is burned in my mind for that notion of "As well-meaning as you are, why did you have to go and do that??" Be warned: this story is devastating but of the same ilk. Would be interested in your thoughts about it :)
http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/201...


message 4: by Tracy (new)

Tracy Reilly Every year I'd poll my kids after reading Hamlet, and 90 % thought Hamlet and Ophelia were truly in love but the situation was just too difficult to overcome. Some cynical boys (mostly with trophy wife step-moms, go figure) thought Ophelia was a manipulative phony. So now the big question--is it love if ANYTHING can bust it up? My interpretation is they had a real love--sadly, but I have just enough doubt about that to make it interesting and real, feeling rather than artificial romance-fiction.

The "pipe" lines took me years and many reads to fully feel. First, it gets into the ethics of, how much does someone owe the world their "truth"--the blood and guts of their soul, if I can mix --uh, metaphors? Body parts? Is there some part of one's essence that is so sacred and personal that it will never hit the light of day, maybe even for ones-self. Socrates says "know thyself", but can you ever, ever, really dig deep enough into the fire your own soul? The heart of your own mystery, as Hamlet said. I love that. And here's two binary fools who think in terms of off and on, trying to understand the hero with 1000 faces. There is so much there to not know, it's sheer brilliance. In a red hanky.


message 5: by Tracy (last edited Oct 16, 2015 07:26PM) (new)

Tracy Reilly To go right along with Hamlet is the Quite Genius Tom Stoppard play Rosencrantz and Guildenstern ARE DEAD. I love that one too.

And, thank you, for thinking up this great topic.


message 6: by Leo (new)

Leo Robertson Tracy wrote: "To go right along with Hamlet is the Quite Genius Tom Stoppard play Rosencrantz and Guildenstern ARE DEAD. I love that one too.

And, thank you, for thinking up this great topic."


Yes! I've been meaning to see that- I'll watch the film today- thanks! And I'll definitely need to read Hamlet a few times more- so much richer a meal than many of his other plays. My sis says the new Macbeth with Fassbender is the best version she's ever seen- Othello and Coriolanus are her favourites- I'd have to agree but I know less about them- enjoyed our Twelfth Night discussions- Shakespeare in MOLD?


message 7: by Tracy (last edited Oct 17, 2015 08:41AM) (new)

Tracy Reilly I like Othello and need to see that MacBeth--do you know where to get it? I don't know Coriolanus. I don't think I ever read it, and don't even know what it's about.

The R&GAD with Gary Oldham and Tim Roth is really good, plus Stoppard wrote the screenplay, if one is tempted to criticize how it varies from the original play. Like Hamlet, there is a ton of stuff to hold up to the light and examine.


message 8: by Tracy (last edited Oct 20, 2015 12:22PM) (new)

Tracy Reilly Tracy wrote: "I like Othello and need to see that MacBeth--do you know where to get it? I don't know Coriolanus. I don't think I ever read it, and don't even know what it's about.

The R&GAD with Gary Oldham and..."


Part One , with the rest nested: I notice there's another version on youtube (maybe British?) that I haven't seen--will check it out later. Oh, no, link didn't take!! Will redo:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KchhS...


message 9: by Tracy (last edited Oct 20, 2015 12:36PM) (new)

Tracy Reilly David Foster Wallace counts as "I don't know"--right? And Camus, and Kafka, and Sartre, and "isn't it pretty to think so?"


message 10: by Leo (last edited Oct 20, 2015 12:50PM) (new)

Leo Robertson Tracy wrote: "David Foster Wallace counts as "I don't know"--right? And Camus, and Kafka, and Sartre, and "isn't it pretty to think so?""

Absolutely! I am eager to reveal this week's IDK- I can't remember what it is but I remember my full set- maybe some of your names are on there ;)!!

DFW is almost left of IDK- like, I've almost articulated the problem, but I made it sadder because it was mathematically neater- I've noticed that his love of finding double binds supersedes their actual existence in many places. "How ya gonna walk outta that one?" "You only tied me up to the left. But if I walk straight ahead everything's good :D"


message 11: by Leo (new)

Leo Robertson William Gass, Joseph Heller, Kurt Vonnegut?


message 12: by Tracy (new)

Tracy Reilly Leo wrote: "Tracy wrote: "David Foster Wallace counts as "I don't know"--right? And Camus, and Kafka, and Sartre, and "isn't it pretty to think so?""

Absolutely! I am eager to reveal this week's IDK- I can't ..."


So do you have like a whole mess of these already in the can, or are you just doing them as they come?


message 13: by Jason (new)

Jason Dr Seuss.


message 14: by Leo (new)

Leo Robertson @Tracy: I wrote maybe 5 and queued them up on Tumblr to release once a week :)

@Jason: Silverstein!!


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