Willa Cather (1873–1947) was born in Virginia and raised in the Great Plains of Nebraska, where the plainspoken language of ordinary people inspired her work. Best known for depictions of frontier life in the novels O Pioneers!, The Song of the Lark, and My Ántonia, she was awarded the 1923 Pulitzer Prize for One of Ours, a novel based on the wartime letters of her cousin. Cather sometimes went by the name William and for more than forty years lived with the editor Edith Lewis in New York City. She is buried in Jaffrey, New Hampshire.

On the Art of Fiction

An Essay

by Willa Cather

One is sometimes asked about the “obstacles” that confront young writers who are trying to do good work. I should say the greatest obstacles that writers today have to get over, are the dazzling journalistic successes of twenty years ago, stories that surprised and delighted by their sharp photographic detail and that were really nothing more than lively pieces of reporting. The whole aim of that school of writing was novelty—never a very important thing in art. They gave us, altogether, poor standards—taught us to multiply our ideas instead of to condense them. They tried to make a story out of every theme that occurred to them and to get returns on every situation that suggested itself. They got returns, of a kind. But their work, when one looks back on it, now that the novelty upon which they counted so much is gone, is journalistic and thin. The especial merit of a good reportorial story is that it shall be intensely interesting and pertinent today and shall have lost its point by tomorrow.

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