
Now, more recently, the idea of craft has been an interest
among those of us who teach writing in one or more various sites of the
American academy. This concern, at least on composition’s side of things,
gravitates around larger issues of disciplinary identity and questions
concerning how we might present our identity outside our area, how we relate to
others who we may be mistaken for, and how we ought to be configured within the
overall scheme of knowledge making, production, and dissemination. For
instance, Bob Johnson’s (2010) CCC article
proposed an interdisciplinary heuristic based on a reconfigured notion of craft
knowledge. His central point is that composition, or “writing studies,” should
consider craft knowledge as a kind of techne
that aids in the creation of new spaces “where various forms of knowledge are
brought forward in a mutually respected manner for the purpose of creating new
knowledge” (682). However, while Johnson attempts to craft something ultimately
anti-foundational by arguing that “to classify is… dynamic” and that “taxonomic
constructs can be described as an economy”
(683), he arrives at a fairly static heuristic of products, processes, selves,
and cultures.
More often, craft is mentioned with respect to the more
narrow disciplinary questions between creative writing and composition. TimMayers (2005), Carey Smitherman and Amanda Girard (2010), M. Thomas Gammarino
(2009), and Doug Hesse (2010) have all asked about this relationship and
offered or mentioned “craft criticism” as a theoretical genre in creative
writing equivalent to composition theories. In this literature, all of which
draws on previous debates across the decades, “literature” is often the bad guy
or at least the elitist snob with an overblown sense of herself. Ohmann made
the distinction between those literary types who did the real intellectual work
and writers who worked with their hands. Creative writers are at least aligned
somewhat more with the ruling intelligentsia who are, after all, their patrons
and literacy sponsors. Without a new school of poets or literary avant garde,
what would the intelligentsia critique? Composition, as the story goes, is
simply assigned to the basement, the English department’s dirty little secret
and cash cow that funds those graduate courses on Henry Fielding’s
Sado-Masochistic Disciplinarity.