Wednesday, March 13, 2019
The limits of genius
Living some major chunk of my life in a library, reading books, writing, thinking about books, wallowing in books, I am sometimes forced to come to grips with the fact that, well, there aren't very many good ones. I walk down the aisles of my library, down the shelves crammed with books, and my vast wealth of experience informs me: Lies, posturing, twaddle, derivative, indulgent, studious without courage, timely for some other time, humorless, prevaricating, for money and not that much of it, art without life, marketing, abstruse, workaday, boring, boring, boring, and boring!
And then I say "I can write better books than these!"
But I can't. Which, speaking as a literary genius, just goes to show how hard it is.