A Comment On Harvard Student's
Troubles That I Thought Worth Passing On
May 06, 2006 07:30 PM Filed in:
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Kaavya's, Like, So Not Happy Ending
By Meghan Daum,
Author of the novel "The Quality of Life Report"
Ms. Daum writes a weekly column for the Los Angeles Times
Published May 2, 2006
Kaavya Viswanathan has had a really, really bad week. I don't mean
the kind of bad week where you're totally PMSing and then your
boyfriend dumps you for some unthreatening slut who takes remedial
chemistry. I'm talking really bad.
Kaavya's this girl with awesome grades and parents who were
obsessed about her getting into Harvard. They even hired a college
admissions consultant, which lots of parents do these days. This
consultant reads some of Kaavya's writing, which happened to be
about a girl whose parents want her to get into Harvard so badly
that she never has any fun. The consultant sends it to a big agent,
who sells it to a book packager, who makes a deal with a big
publisher. The book is called "How Opal Mehta Got Kissed, Got Wild,
and Got a Life." And Kaavya, just 17 at the time, gets close to
$500,000 for a two-book contract. She also gets a movie deal with
DreamWorks. Oh, and she gets into Harvard too. How psyched is
she?
So a few years go by and her book finally comes out (and they print
100,000 copies, which is a lot). You'd think this would be the best
thing that ever happened to her, but in fact, this is when Kaavya's
life starts to tank.
The Harvard Crimson runs a story saying she allegedly copied
several passages from two books, "Sloppy Firsts" and "Second
Helpings," by author Megan McCafferty. By the next day, the story
is all over the media, and McCafferty's publisher finds more than
40 passages in "Opal Mehta" that are scarily similar to
McCafferty's work.
Now, Kaavya totally does not seem like the kind of person to do
something like that. She goes to Harvard! But the weird thing is
that "Sloppy Firsts" and "Second Helpings" happen to be two of her
favorite books ever. McCafferty, who had to wait until she was 28
to get a book published, was hugely inspiring to Kaavya when Kaavya
was growing up. When Kaavya goes on the "Today" show to try to fix
everything, Katie Couric is superharsh with her. Then on Thursday
her publisher pulls "Opal" off bookstore shelves. Oh. My. God. Long
story short, Kaavya must be massively freaking out. Not only is the
situation 1) totally embarrassing but 2) she's now not even sure
herself how this happened. She says that "any phrasing similarities
were unintentional and unconscious. ... I wasn't aware of how much
I may have internalized Ms. McCafferty's words." In other words,
it's not that Kaavya was copying. It's just that she was so
influenced by these books that it was like McCafferty's words
became a part of her. It's kind of like when you're going out with
a guy who's really into surfing and then suddenly you're all into
surfing without meaning to be. But a lot of people think that's
majorly bogus. I mean, 1) only a total loser with no core self
would accidentally get into surfing because of some guy, and 2) can
you really "unconsciously internalize" something and then
accidentally copy it almost verbatim in your own book?
When people get accused of plagiarizing, they always have these
really random explanations. A few years ago, the historian Doris
Kearns Goodwin published "The Fitzgeralds and the Kennedys" and got
busted for stealing stuff from Lynne McTaggart's book about
Kathleen Kennedy. In Time magazine in 2002, Kearns Goodwin
explained that "though my footnotes repeatedly cited Ms.
McTaggart's work, I failed to provide quotation marks for phrases
that I had taken verbatim, having assumed that these phrases, drawn
from my notes, were my words, not hers." This other historian dude,
Stephen Ambrose, is a quotation mark spaz too. Even other fiction
writers, like Jay McInerney, Alex Haley, Jack London and Nella
Larsen, have been accused of unconsciously internalizing the words
of other writers.
So if it can happen to anyone, why are people bugging out so much
about a kid? Aren't adolescents' frontal lobes--the part of the
brain that controls the ability to organize information (and maybe
even moral judgment)--less developed than adults'? Isn't that why
they call them "impressionable teens"?
Kaavya got her book deal when she was--hello!--17 years old. As
supersmart as she is, the truth is she was and is still a teenager,
and there's a reason that teenagers usually aren't professional
writers. Sort of like the same reason they don't perform surgery or
fly jetliners.
It doesn't help that publishers feel the need to compete with, say,
"American Idol" and try to make people famous just because they're
young and potentially marketable. There's a difference between a
17-year-old who sings an Avril Lavigne song on TV and one who is
faced with the task of generating 314 pages that will be
distributed and marketed all over the world. Not that professional
writers are all that, but published authors have to be more
responsible than bloggers or MySpace types or clever e-mail
writers. Sure, even though a few writers can be really good when
they're young--Mary Shelley wrote "Frankenstein" when she was 19,
but that was in 1816 when you weren't always getting interrupted by
text messages--even the most meticulous of them aren't really up to
the task until they're in their 20s or even really old, like in
their 30s or 40s. Yes, Kaavya messed up. But what about the domino
effect caused by anxious parents, college counselors, agents and
publishers who care more about marketing a phenom than upholding
professional standards? These people really need to chill out and
realize gymnasts and models might peak when they're teenagers, but
creative abilities, like boys, take a little longer to
mature.
Oh, and maybe I'm tripping, but it seems to me the big winner is
Megan McCafferty. And she didn't even go to Harvard! Her publisher,
Crown, a division of Random House, calls the whole thing "nothing
less than an act of literary identity theft." But the publicity is
sure to generate a whole new crop of readers. How psyched is
she?