I originally posted a version of this in 2013. Seems useful still, now, these days of lost men and boys (not all of us, but maybe too many). Apologies for length. What’s a novelist to do?
Here’s what I think about at some point of every day:
What is going on in this world that would lead so many men far, far away from reading modern literary novels?
I’ve written here at this blog and in other places around the Internet about my overall concern for literary fiction. A helluva lot of intelligent people want nothing to do with it anymore. Before the Internet took hold (about 30 years ago), I thought that somehow it was just my little world here in Philadelphia. Over the past three decades or so, however, it’s become quite obvious as I travel around the Internet (and parts of the country where they play minor league baseball) that most people in America at least don’t give a shit about serious fiction.
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