What is Weird Literature and who represents it?
A rhetorical question – perhaps.
Is Weird Literature geared to National or Genre boundaries or to universal instincts, or to blends of Fantasy, or to blends of Horror, or to separate traditions, for example Rhys-Hughes-ian or Jeff-VanderMeer-ian or Ligotti-ian or ‘Weird Tales’ or New Weird or Interstitialism … all within traditional story-telling. All with a graspable traction. Even at their weirdest or maddest.
Or can Weird Literature be quite beyond any of these things? Not a New Weird as such but, perhaps, a Weird Weird – taking literature into the Weird by experiment or dream / nightmare instinct – ? To be Weird one needs to be Weird. Not a ‘Weird’ transcending the Commercial, because if Weird Weird works it will naturally be commercial. Not to transcend story-telling, because if Weird Weird works it will eventually tell a story that has never been told before.
Not experiment or obsfucation for its own sake, and indeed, I maintain, such symptoms of Weird Weird are signs of someone trying to express the inexpressible – until it is finally expressed. Or fails to be expressed?
I watch, as a personal self-indulgent vigil, the progress (or not) of the novella ‘Weirdtongue’ (InkerMen Press 2010) and the hopefully forthcoming novel ‘Nemonymous Night’ or the possibly forthcoming collection ‘The Last Balcony’ to see if they succeed or, perhaps, fail as ‘Weirdmonger’ (2003) seemed to fail – except, now, out of print, ’Weirdmonger’ seems to be succeeding, if slightly? But it’s hard to be objective about one’s own work or not to appear self-serving in that endeavour. And I include in that the emerging reviews of ‘Null Immortalis’: an anthology of various authors. And certain outcomes of real-time book reviewing. I do need to plant my flag in the Weird territory and if this blog-post serves to do that, I can hope for no more. Not Ego, but Nemo.