I’m really disturbed by the scandal surrounding Kaavya Viswanathan, the Harvard novelist whose debut novel with passages plagiarized from Megan McCafferty’s two novels.
First of all, I’m disturbed that she has consistently explained the plagiarism – which, exampled here, are extensive – as “unintentional”, and a result of her “photographic memory” and the profound impact that McCafferty’s novels had on her. Even Katie Couric, the queen of (at least well-played, if insincere) Nice, couldn’t help taking a dig at that last week, by asking if she really expected anyone to believe the “unintentional” excuse. I certainly don’t. I see that explanation as a “that’s my story and I’m sticking to it” response. When I was little, I used to lie under duress about something, like a broken toy or a forgotten homework assignment by bending my own role in the situation. No, I didn’t ignore my homework! I forgot it! That toy fell off the shelf, I didn’t drop it!
It was an instinctively protective reaction and I’ve seen tons of children do it – give a little truth (the toy did break under my supervision, I knew I had homework) and bend it to make the outcome more favorable (it wasn’t my fault, I just forgot). It’s a compromise-lie.
And that’s what I suspect Ms. Viswanathan of doing. She compromise-lied. It fit with her original reaction to The Crimson, which was “I don’t know what you’re talking about”. It has nice words and explanations, like “internalizing” and “profound effect”. I just don’t think it’s true. It probably doesn’t matter, since her publishers have pulled the book from the shelves, ostensibly for the offending passages to be rewritten but I suspect LB would like nothing more than to forget the book completely. But it matters to me, because I can’t get this compromise-lie out from under my irritated skin.
Admit it, I want to say. Admit that you remembered the successful use of those passages, characters, plot concepts from McCafferty’s book and under the pressure of being 17 years old with a book-packaging company and an agent, you took them because you panicked. Because this is what bothers me the most about this story – how it happened.
Ms. Viswanathan was pushing to get into Harvard, and her family hired a consultant at IvyWise to help achieve that. The consultant saw her writing and put her in touch with an agent. The agent saw her writing and dropped her off with Alloy Entertainment, a book-packaging company that helped “shape” her “novel”. And then, instead of the darker, more complex book she’d originally imagined, she created a somewhat fluffy-but-relevant coming-of-age book about – you guessed it – an overachieving Indian-American girl trying to get into Harvard. And then, surprise, Little, Brown bought it.
And we’re surprised that she lifted from another novel? We’re surprised that the pressure and convenience of all aspects of Ms. Viswanathan’s chosen path led her to accomplish her goal at whatever cost?
This is what bothers me the most – well, almost as much as her compromise-lie. She was given an enormous amount of pressure and responsibility with very little of the attendant maturity and experience, so she did something profoundly stupid. She’s to blame – but who else is?
What about her editors, the team of whom admitted to a great role in “shaping” the novel? What about the agent who saw the potential in a very young client, and sent her to a book-packaging company instead of spending the time and effort to cultivate her as a client for two or even five years, to see what else she created? What about Little, Brown, who may have been extra-super interested in the debut novel from an intelligent minority? What about her parents?
Ultimately, it’s her fault. She put her fingers to those keys and typed out those words and whether she had McCafferty’s books physically in front of her keyboard or not, there’s no way she didn’t know exactly what she was lifting. And she should and will feel the consequences. But aren’t other people responsible, too? Normally, I hate playing the blame-distribution game, but I feel like it’s merited here. Even now, who is advising Ms. Viswanathan to continue the ridiculous “unintentional” explanation? This seems to me an even sadder and more complicated tale that simply an author abusing the ethical code of originality. Ms. Viswanathan’s failings are hers, but are they really hers alone?

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