Over on Salon this weekend, J. Robbert Lennon tries to argue that young writers shouldn’t read contemporary fiction because it’s the worst. Um, what?
This has to be one of the most absurd pieces of devil’s advocacy I’ve ever seen. Lennon makes a few valid points, I suppose, but essentially his argument is that there’s too much bad contemporary literary fiction out there to make it worth trying to keep up with and most beginning writers will just wind up being mediocre anyway. So basically, because most people in the world are not brilliant geniuses destined to be my best friends, I should just stay in bed. Yep, makes perfect sense.
Although actually, analogies aside, I wouldn’t mind staying in bed . . .