all the pretty horses

[eros_in_uranium]

For years I could not bear to read fiction. Now I read almost exclusively fiction with the exception of bedtime books on modern and contemporary art. There has been nothing in literature approximating what has been happening in the art world during the past 100 years, not metafiction or magical realism (even the term was borrowed from art, first

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[eros_in_uranium]

The best analogy I can think of right now (it's 6:30 in the morning and I have this intense craving for sushi, weird) is relationship. When you first meet someone, you are enamored, you rave about the things that make you drawn to that person. Then somewhere into the relationship, you notice something, you raise an eyebrow but don't say anything, and then one day you just have to say something. The very things you were crazy about before could turn into the things that make you twist in the seat. But that doesn't mean you regret being in the relationship or the person isn't good enough for you.

If we know exactly what we are getting into, what we can get out of it, there is no chance for surprise, would we still want it? Some people would day yes, and others no. Today's readers can be quite jaded and they don't just want more of the same. If it takes a certain risk, and the risk is quite minimal, to get something else, why not. I think literature is inherently guacamole and gravy. It's quite stretchable because language is quite stretchable. Don't be surprised if I harass you over a drink and ask you about your novel.