A guest post by Nate Fisher
When I sit down as editor, a piece presented to me is, in itself, representative of the writer saying, "My work belongs here, and in this way." This state of lower immediacy that artist-laborers often finds themselves in is something like a tangle of spontaneous impulses and feelings that demand immediate gratification. While neither a good nor bad thing, this immediacy tends to be very short-lived. A reader who works to discover a longer lifeline (though one may not, in the end exist) is working to mediate. For example, in mediation of a piece, an editor might pose this question: if the author were to hold an eventual wake, funeral service, and burial of the work in question, could he or she deliver the eulogy, saying, in all honesty, "This poem/story was an individual"? Or would he or she have to admit, however painfully, "This poem/story was a particular"? Though I admit that this is a very general way to think of craft and that there must be, of course, a much more in-depth evaluation and reading of any work involved, I believe the approach re-purposes the potential negative energy of the rejection. Instead, it honors an inclusive artistic community that reinforces tradition rather than the politicized flocks of exclusivity that, raven-like, tear the life out of some journals.
Though calling rejection by a different name doesn't eliminate all of the issues that a mediation might bring with it, I do think it presents the concept of "we can't accept your work" in a more productive and generative light. A well-managed, content-fantastic, and historically relevant literary journal gathers together a congregation of individual pieces of literature, high-quality work that can communicate across a shared tradition of readership. An editorial board that is searching relentlessly for content that provides this sense of higher immediacy won't settle for work that doesn't quite make a complete, unconditional commitment to craftsmanship. But what's the harm in thinking of the editor as a builder of bridges, one who establishes empathetic dialogue across the tradition, even if it ends in a “no way” type of rejection? What's the harm of trying to circumvent the writer's sense that he or she is submitting work to a crossing guard or a doorman? I mean, in mediation, at least the doormen take off their coats.
Nate Fisher is an MFA candidate in poetry at the University of Idaho. A teacher and a journalist, he has worked on the editorial boards of several literary journals, including Sou'wester and the Beloit Poetry Journal.
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