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What You Love- To Hell With The Money
There is an American book titled "Do
What You Love, the Money Will Follow" by Marsha Sinetar. It is
a fairly popular book, because Americans are in love with the idea of
making a living from their hobbies, their art, their craft, the thing
that keeps them sane as a refuge from their day job. "Oh, if only
I did this for a living, everything would work out just fine..."
And "this" might be yoga, or karate, or photography, or painting,
or writing books, or drawing comics, or designing websites, or traveling
to exotic places, or putting on weddings, making handmade cards or key
chains or watch fobs - you name it. A professor in the English department
at the university I attended once told me "Even brain surgery gets
boring when you've done it for the hundredth time."
I have made my living as a writer. I have written good fiction and was
paid very little and bad fiction and paid quite handsomely. I have written
press releases until they were bleeding out my ears and newsletters so
often that I dream about them when I sleep. The life of a working writer
is that, by and large, you write what people want to see written.
Which, incidentally, is not necessarily what people want to read. Do you
like to read ad copy? Listen to speeches? Do you gain pleasure from most
of the news you hear? When you get the news, does it feature the stories
you really care about? It is no secret that most actors with successful
careers switch back and forth between the movies they make for money -
that have little lasting value - and the movies they make for the sake
of the art form - for which they are generally paid scale. Nicholas Cage
worked on Leaving Las Vegas for "next to nothing" the reports
say, and that's the role that won him an Oscar.
The marketplace is the cruelest form of censorship. Not because people
in the market don't want to see, hear, have good material - because every
time something truly unique does make it's way into the public eye, it
usually catches on. No, the censorship takes place with the people who
are funding the projects in question. Most funding sources will censor
work long before it makes it to the audience for a test drive. The funders
have their own agendas, and if they are footing the bill, they will see
to it that those agendas are carried out. Projects for girls won't sell
to boys. Books for girls don't make any money. The average age of you
audience is 13-17 and male - and if he isn't, he wants to be. It's all
about the plot. No, they can't have redeeming qualities and still be hip.
Do you think we could have a little more blood here? The reading level
of your audience is about the fifth grade. Remember they have short attention
spans. Does she have to be a girl? I know it's a rip off of Casablanca,
but could you do the adaptation anyway? Well, it's pretty sexist, but
if we have a female author, it takes some of the heat off. White people
only go to see movies about white people, you know - oh, that was because
he was paired up with a white guy. You know, lets not get too complicated,
we don't really want them to have family problems...
But beyond the dumb down factor, the sexism, the racism, the product placement,
and sequel hell, and merchandizing overwhelm, there are other things about
capitalism that don't quite work when trading for an art form. Think about
the last book you bought. Did you pay more for the book that changed your
life than you did for the one that took your mind off a two hour plane
ride? Chances are the book that changed your life was something you didn't
even purchase, but rather was loaned to you from a friend because it meant
so much to her. And one hopes you would go out and buy your own copy -
but I have given all of my favorite books away, and I have not replaced
them in my library. Some of them are not even in print any more.
So the writer who wrote that one book that meant so much to me that I
passed it on to three people, and finally lost it, the one that only sold
10,000 copies and only made the writer about 3,000 dollars - was it written
in vain? I don't think so. I'll carry its message with me all my life.
There is one such book you might care to read called "Gift:
Imagination and the Erotic Life of Property", by Lewis Hyde.
It suggests that art is something that makes us all wealthier because
it is the only product that can be jointly owned by many people without
diminishing its value - much in the same way that a kiss is simultaneously
given and received. It goes on to suggest a lot of other radical things,
like one of the ways we could cure the under employment problem is to
pay people to make more art - enriching us all. Really radical stuff.
So, I said earlier that I have made a living as a writer. I have also
written for no money. And I can tell you, of the two, I prefer the latter.
Now, of course, I would like to write anything I please and get paid for
it. I would also like free fish on Fridays. The fact of the matter is
that there is a great quantity of work that I have to do that I must believe
in first, before anyone else does, in order to justify its existence.
And if I believe in it, then it must be produced - because it is there
to be done, and leaving it undone is like leaving a garden untended. It
nags at the brain. It wants to be born.
I have novels and essays and non-fiction books gradually growing into
manuscripts in my "off" time. My friends have illustrations,
roll playing games, paintings, poetry, photography, short stories, silk
scarves, papier-maché dinosaurs, and hand painted mirrors that
fill up their bedrooms and closets and basements. We do these things because
to not do them would be to waste something inside of us.
The internet is an amazing new tool. It allows for the creator to reach
out directly to the audience and share their work - at least in some media
- and ask, what do you think? I used to think I would stand by the side
of the road with a little sign saying "will work for praise".
Not a very professional attitude - and I am a professional. And I do charge
market rates when someone is going to make a profit from my work. But
if I were never to be paid for a story again, I would write them and stockpile
them and hope somebody found them and published them after I was dead.
Because it is the writing of the story that gives me joy, and peace, and
connection in the world. It is the act of reaching out to you - the audience
- that fulfills me.
Alice Walker said, in her book "Living
by the Word", that people in China are willing to die for a metaphor.
In China people live two lives: one for their daily bread, and one is
their private life - the life of their art form or craft or small business
or dance routine - in which they invest their identity and find their
individuality. And I think that for every one of us there is some one
thing that, if we were to do it anyway, we would feel that sense of calling
fulfilled. That thing may never have a dollar sign attached.
I say to hell with the money. Do it anyway. In the words of Malcolm X:
"By any means necessary."
by
Sarah
Byam
14th July 2002
Sarah Byam is a freelance writer
who lives in Seattle,
where she runs a small
art studio cooperative.
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