This week's Sunday Guardian column.
There
are still some months to go before the end of the year, but one thing seems
certain: when it comes to English-language fiction, 2013 belongs to the woman
writer.
Take
the Man Booker shortlist. Four of the six titles are by women: Jhumpa Lahiri’s The Lowland, Eleanor Katton’s The Luminaries, Noviolet Bulawayo’s We Need New Names and Ruth Ozeki’s A Tale for the Time Being. It’s not that
Booker shortlists haven’t featured the same number of women before, but it’s
significant at a time when they’ve written so many notable novels.
Arguably
one of the most talked about titles of the year is by another woman: Rachel
Kushner’s The Flamethrowers. This
novel of motorbikes, art and terrorism in the 1970s was rapturously received,
even hailed as “the Great American Novel for the 21st century”. At the
Edinburgh Book Festival in April, Colm Toibin, tongue somewhere near cheek,
said that it was as if the author had announced, "if anyone thinks there
is a 'male novel', and anyone thinks that women should write a different kind
of novel, I've just arrived on a motorbike covered in leather and I am ready to
eat you all".
The Flamethrowers
was one of those on the National Book Awards Fiction longlist announced this
month. Here, too, half of the ten titles are by women -- last year there was
only one, by Louise Erdrich. This year, Kushner and Lahiri apart, there’s Alice
McDermott, Elizabeth Graver and Joan Silber.
Silber’s
Fools is a collection of six intricately
linked short stories; in this genre too, one finds women at the fore. Karen
Russell, for example, whose Swamplandia
was a Pulitzer finalist last year and who’s just received a MacArthur ‘genius
grant’, published Vampires in the Lemon
Grove, a collection of stories that’s gothic, mythic and comic, sometimes
all at the same time. On the other side
of the Atlantic, every single writer on the shortlist for the BBC Short Story
Award is female, among them Sarah Hall and Lionel Shriver.
To
return to the novel, 12 of the 20 in Granta’s new ‘Best Under 40’ British
novelists are women -- the first time since the inaugural list in 1983 that
they're in the majority. Their backgrounds reflect the country’s diversity: from
Kamila Shamsie and Tahmima Anam to Taiye Selasi and Helen Oyeyemi to Xiaolu
Guo. The American National Book Foundation went one better in this year’s ‘5
Under 35’ awards: for the first time, all the five were women.
It’s
heartening that in India, too, four of the six titles shortlisted for this
year’s Shakti Bhatt First Book Prize are by women: Janice Pariat’s Boats on Land, Nilanjana Roy’s The
Wildings, Sonora Jha’s Foreign
and Aranyani’s A Pleasant Kind of Heavy.
Leave
aside shortlists and awards as a yardstick, and you’ll still find riches.
There’s Meg Wolitzer’s The Interestings,
which, like The Flamethrowers, starts
in the 1970s and follows a group of teenagers into adulthood. There’s Charlotte
Mendelsohn’s Almost English, with its
engaging, quirky voice. There’s Chimamanda Adichie’s Americanah, about love and race in the 21st century. (And there are
follow-ups by Donna Tartt, Curtis Sittenfield and Marisha Pessl which, though
many felt didn’t match their previous work, displayed more virtuosity than
most.) In detective fiction, one hears that the bestselling The Cuckoo's Calling by Robert Galbraith
was actually written by a woman.
In
structure, style and subject, women have led the way. Perhaps it’s time to heed
the words of novelist Peter Hobbs, one of the judges of the BBC prize: "We've
got to the stage where an all-female list is not even worth mentioning. I don't
really pay any attention to gender.” This raises a problem for the Women’s
Prize for Fiction, which did have a strong shortlist this year, comprising Kate
Atkinson’s Life After Life and Zadie
Smith’s NW, among others, being won
by A.M. Homes’ dark suburban saga, May We
Be Forgiven. It’s an award in danger of losing what sets it apart – for all
the right reasons.
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