The graduating thesis
essay is a bizarre 15 to 20 page netherworld where you must analyze your own
writing as a scholar. You’re to treat your thesis like a real, throbbing literary thing: think craft
explication, close readings, and, god help you, maybe some genuine Lit Crit.
Just to let you know,
this is not a post about writing the thesis essay. Instead, this post is
about where theory belongs in fiction.
The best fiction
offers something beyond its moving parts, some framework of understanding. The
best theory does this too, can possess those crystalline moments, when reading
reminds you about the part of yourself you forgot. That second when you have to
look away from the page because you can’t stand it anymore, so you stare awkwardly
in the air in front of you and freak out your roommate standing in your eyeline.
For me, it was Cuban
anthropologist Antonio Benítez-Rojo’s seminal work The Repeating Island.
It’s not an easy read, thanks to Benítez-Rojo’s sinuous, ropey prose, weaving
through Spenglar, Chaos theory, and memories of the Cuban Missile Crisis. But
there is a moment when he’s trying to articulate the Caribbean’s place in
history, where the region becomes in his eyes “a meta-archipelago...[with]
neither boundary nor center. The Caribbean flows outwards past the limits of
its own sea with a vengeance… [and] may be found on the outskirts of Bombay,
near the low and murmuring shores of Gambia, in a Cantonese tavern circa 1850,
in an old Bristol Pub.”
At the time of
writing, Benítez-Rojo has already defected to the United States, teaching and
writing in Amherst. He knew he’ll never be able to return to Cuba. Beyond the brilliant
analytics, here in this crystalline moment he’s just an exiled man, desperate
for home, and in his desperation sees the Caribbean everywhere.
I read this in Spring
2014. My uncle, who I worshipped, was in and out of the hospital. I’d bring
books to his bedside and read. He was Jamaican, part black and white and
Chinese, and had one of those faces that people think they recognize. When he
went to Peru back in the 80’s during the civil war, locals would come up to him
speaking Spanish, thinking he was Peruvian, thinking he was back home.
Decades later, I went
to Peru too because of him, and I saw my uncle everywhere. In the bus
conductors dangling from moving buses like they do in Jamaica, shouting “sube,
sube.” In the vendor trying to sell me traditional caricature masks that she
swears they wore to mock the Spanish during colonial times, though I’m confused
because they look like Junkanoo costumes.
I read this passage
thinking of my uncle, in all the geographic and historical accidents that
needed to happen to create him – a phenomenon both global and distinctly
Caribbean. And somehow between my uncle and Spenglar and an ugly white hospital
room that could be anywhere, I found what I wanted to write about for my
thesis. Perhaps for as long as I write.
So I guess this is a
guide for writing the thesis essay – in that theory can teach you as much as
practice. Theory can articulate for you what you’ve been trying to do all
along.
Monique McIntosh is a third year MFA student at FAU, graduating this semester. She is
a fiction short story writer from Jamaica.
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