Conversations I Wish I Had

The Ideas of the Dead and Privacy

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The novel is dead! was a sentiment that preoccupied a number of critics following both World Wars. There seemed to be a strange obsession with the dead and dying then, with the death of the author, with the broken pieces of what remained of the novel. As if the broken experience that was the war was carried home and fragmented there what was once still thought of as whole. The post-modern experience, giving up on the prospect of making things whole ever again.

I wanted to take a photo of some books by women authors in my bookcase, only to discover outside the fantasy and YA genre, there are very few. This might speak to a larger cultural problem or to my own tastes, but regardless I think it's a safe bet to say this is a problematic trend. I wanted to take a photo of some books by women authors in my bookcase, only to discover outside the fantasy and YA genre, there are very few.

Some people proposed that perhaps journalism would take the place the novel once had, though the birth of journalism and the novel happened side-by-side, concurrently, the one as much dependent on the other in creating a system of commodified…

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