The Faber Academy—and a giveaway!
Thirty people will get to take this course: Kathryn Heyman (look at the fire in those eyes—will she ever get you churning out the chapters!) will teach fifteen people and the broodingly handsome The Resurrectionist author James Bradley will teach the other fifteen. Those are two top teachers, people.
As well as your tutor, you’ll get to hear from Malcolm Knox, Sue Woolfe, Bernard Cohen, Kate Grenville, one of the excellent A&U editors, Charlotte Woolfe and David Malouf. *wonders how she can sneak in to some of those guest nights*
The course will to be tailored to the class group’s needs, and there’s a pile of individual work going on in that provisional-ish course outline. I love the sound of ‘Individual Novel Surgeries’. There’s also a publishers and agents reading night—what might happen there, do you suppose?
Here’s Allen & Unwin’s press release about the Faber Academy venture, from back in November. Here’s Allen & Unwin’s page about the Academy, containing links to the extensive course outline (because it’s an extensive course!) and the instructions on how to apply.
Faber (for whom A&U are the distributor in Australia) started these courses in London in 2008, and now they’re all over the place. Some august names associated with them: Jeanette Winterson, Kazuo Ishiguro, Margaret Atwood, Hanif Kureishi.
This sounds like a really solid course. A&U are hoping, they say, that you’ll emerge with a completed novel draft at the end of it. If you’re at the right point in your writing (and your finances), think about it.
I was going to blog about the Faber Academy anyway, but A&U have offered to support this post with a giveaway: a copy of James Franco’s short story collection Palo Alto. As you see, this book is not out until February, so you have the chance to be a whole week (see closing date) ahead of all other readers in Australia (although the contest is open to anyone, anywhere). ‘Claustrophobic and ominous’, ‘vices of all kinds, self-destructive, often heartless nihilism’, ‘stark, vivid, and disturbing’—can you resist?
If this sounds like your kind of read, tell me the stupidest thing you did in your misspent youth. You have one week to delve back into those embarrassing memories and come up with an impressive mistake you made, near-death experience you inflicted on yourself, or wild thing you did that makes you cover your eyes and shake your head today. (This contest is open to people still enjoying their misspent youths, too. I don’t mind how fresh the embarrassment is.) Type it below, and make us cringe!