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Sherman Alexie's avatar

This is great. Over the last few years, I've been mostly reading and rereading classic fiction. Lately, I've been on an Edith Wharton kick and it occurs to me, as I think about this post, that contemporary novels also operate as Wharton-ish comedies of manners but with irony instead of wit and with resignation rather than heartbreak. As I've written elsewhere on Substack, contemporary fiction is about lightly-flawed heroes operating in a world with obvious villains. Some of today's most celebrated novels are just superhero movies where the protagonist's special power is self-detachment.

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Rose White's avatar

This is excellent. Being a slower reader and selective about what I read as it pertains to my moods and intellectual interests, I've scraped against all of these books dozens of times without any real interest in them, and you've hit the nail on the head why. I am constantly saying to people "I wish I had lived through the seventies, eighties, and early nineties." Not because they were inherently better times, as mindless nostalgia is a place I do not want to live -- but because they were pre-internet. I feel like if I had lived through them, perhaps I could be better equipped to experience life without the internet as cleanly as I would like to. I have never lived without the internet, in fact I grew up with it, but I have always talked in long, winding paragraphs that never fit neatly with the cultural meme-ification of language. I have always felt like the internet robs me of some deeper insight into the emotional psyche of my characters, because I am constantly aware of how those characters may be perceived once discourse gets its hands on it. I'm hoping for the day I move past this, and start to feel that I can write something that has nothing to do with political pedagogy, even if it is applied after the fact.

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