Sacred boundaries

Some blogs writ­ten for uni­ver­sity presses have got­ten really good, fea­tur­ing excerpts worth read­ing even if (espe­cially if) you have no par­tic­u­lar inter­est in plunk­ing down beau­coup bucks for a hard­cover schol­arly book. For instance, here’s a choice bit from classics/philosophy prof Paul Woodruff’s The Neces­sity of The­ater, fea­tured at the web­site for Oxford Uni­ver­sity Press, which looks closely at both drama and sports (those two forms of the­ater both Amer­i­can and Athenian): 

Why does the­ater need a mea­sured space? In order to prac­tice the art of the­ater suc­cess­fully, some peo­ple must be watch­ing the actions of oth­ers. Whether your job tonight is to watch or be watched, you need to know which job is yours; the watcher-watched dis­tinc­tion is essen­tial to the­ater. We shall see that even this can break down at the end of a the­ater piece, with mar­velous con­se­quences. But one of those con­se­quences is that the event is no longer the­atri­cal. When no one is watch­ing, it’s not the­ater; it has grown into some­thing else. Mark­ing off space in the­ater is a device for meet­ing the need to dis­tin­guish the watcher from the watched. In most tra­di­tions there is a cir­cle or a stage or sanc­tu­ary or a play­ing field…

Sacred” is a word we have almost lost in mod­ern times, like “rev­er­ence,” to which it is related in mean­ing. Sacred things and places call us to rev­er­ence, as to do sacred timed like the Sab­bath; per­haps in out own cen­tury we are too alert to the dan­gers of idol­a­try to rec­og­nize that we are, still, sur­rounded by what we word­lessly take to be sacred. And Chris­tians have come more and more to neglect the Sab­bath. Like rev­er­ence, the sacred is best known in reli­gious con­texts, but, if we are to rec­og­nize it now, we must looked for it also in the sec­u­lar world, such as the foot­ball field. I will say that a place for an object or per­son is sacred if it is held to be untouch­able except by peo­ple who are marked off, usu­ally by rit­ual, so as to be allowed to touch it.

What makes the­ater sacred? Rit­ual, or a tra­di­tion based on rit­ual, defines the space and calls for penal­ties against those who vio­late it. All the­ater, foot­ball games and Antigone included, is the heir of a long line of spaces made sacred for reli­gious rit­ual. Some­times the space is per­ma­nently scared, like the ady­ton, the un-enterable room in an old Greek tem­ple. Some­times it is sacred for the time of the event, and the bound­aries of time and place work together. So it is with the stage, after a per­for­mance of Ham­let, if you are invited as a spon­sor to a recep­tion with the cast on the set. Noth­ing wrong now with set­ting foot on this space (although, if the per­for­mance was good, I dare you to step on the stage after­ward with­out a shiver.) So it is also with a trial at law. For the time of the trial the court­room the­ater is sacred and may be entered only des­ig­nated peo­ple and used only accord­ing to cer­tain rules.

Which leads me to ques­tion another kind of rev­er­ence at play here: why do these wry obser­va­tions need to be in a book-length work, a mono­graph, for them to be taken seriously?

Let me back up. Before I read Woodruff’s excerpt, I also read Rohan Amanda Maitzen’s look at aca­d­e­mic pub­lish­ing over at The Valve, which includes 1) laments that nobody buys aca­d­e­mic mono­graphs, and 2) won­der­ment that blogs don’t seem to have really affected either the pur­chas­ing or accred­i­ta­tion habits of aca­d­e­mics much. 

Not every­thing in Maitzen’s post is in her voice, but it’s a good round-up — for instance, here she quotes Cathy Davidson:

If we believe in what we do (and I hap­pen to be a believer), we should be writ­ing for read­ers, first of all, and, sec­ond, we should be read­ing one another’s work and, third, we should be teach­ing it. Right now, a sale of 300 or 400 copies of a mono­graph is a lot. That’s appalling. The result, mate­ri­ally, is that we do not pay our own way and cer­tainly not that of junior mem­bers of our pro­fes­sion. Intel­lec­tu­ally, our stu­dents never learn the value the genre of the mono­graph because we teach excerpts in our courses, even our grad­u­ate courses. We do not teach the kind of extended, nuanced think­ing that goes into the genre that our very grad­u­ate stu­dents will have to pro­duce for tenure. We say the schol­arly mono­graph rep­re­sents the epit­ome of our pro­fes­sion and a hur­dle to “life­time employ­ment” at a research uni­ver­sity. So we do not prac­tice what we preach, adding to the cri­sis in schol­arly pub­lish­ing and the cri­sis in the pro­fes­sion of Eng­lish in particular.

Now, note that slip­page: the need for “extended, nuanced think­ing” actu­ally turns out to be mate­r­ial pri­mar­ily because it’s required for tenure. Mono­graphs remain absolutely essen­tial to the legit­i­ma­tion rit­u­als of acad­e­mia (espe­cially the PhD and tenure), even as they’ve dimin­ished in impor­tance for read­ers both in and out of the schol­arly spheres. They’re only impor­tant at des­ig­nat­ing who gets to go inside the tem­ple. They don’t do any­thing to main­tain the rela­tion­ship with the audience.

This is some­thing I wres­tle with in my mind fre­quently — when is a “book” nec­es­sary? par­tic­u­larly as a “work” is now more fre­quently com­ing to mean an ongo­ing project com­posed of many, many indi­vid­ual pieces of writ­ing, which are extended and nuanced and inter­linked but fre­quently not a sin­gle thing with a clearly defined architecture. 

In short, the book is not always nec­es­sary. In fact, it some­times isn’t even a book.

But when it is, it should be one delib­er­ately — not merely to invoke a rit­ual of time or space or author­ship, but to gen­uinely ful­fill all of those demands. As Mal­larmé would say, the book should attempt the impos­si­ble and abol­ish chance. How can we do that? Where do we begin?

2 Responses

    philwells says:

    I was going to say long­form fic­tion is a good jus­ti­fi­ca­tion for putting out a whole big book, but now it occurs to me that fic­tion, and really any­thing, can be serialized.

    It feels like you’re look­ing for an indi­vis­i­ble work to jus­tify pub­li­ca­tion in book form. Like an epic poem or a submarine’s tech­ni­cal manual.

    […] Cohen writes a nice post on the same theme I wrote about a few days ago — roughly, what is a book, and why do cer­tain com­mu­ni­ties hold it sacred?: When Roy Rosen­zweig and I fin­ished writ­ing a full draft of our book Dig­i­tal History, […]

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