I Write What I Enjoy ReadingNovember 28, 2015November 28, 2015CyberCobre

One of the really irritating things I find with a lot of “genre” works is the exact opposite thing I find irritating about a lot of “literary” works. I could boil it down to ‘lite’ versus ‘heavy’, genre writers manufacturing character and story straight out of superficial, even wishful, thinking while Lit writers purposely dig deep into their personal, often jaundiced and self-serving, study of human nature and experiences, writing from the pits of despair, bleeding angst into some cherished theme and motif.

Can we have some balance, please?

I’ve retaken to writing more ‘fits into a genre’ works, something I haven’t done for awhile. And, in reading quite a number of latest works of genres closest to what I’m writing, I find a distinctive lack of serious consideration for reader intelligence – a SERIOUS lack. …Either that, or the authors are, A, completely out-of-touch, and, worse, B, consider their readership stupid.

…At least that’s my first take. Here’s my second. It’s worse.

I got “whiffs” of some stinky stuff from a couple of editor/writers I keep tabs on:
“…Oh. I see. You’re trying to ed-ja-ma-cate your women readership into only accepting as valid men who fit the following behavior parameters! Gotit!” And the same scheming is true for the male editors/writers. They are trying to ed-ja-ma-cate their audience into their brand of acceptable behavior types – all very PC, mind…in a citified, sophisticated, even thoroughly post-modern version of projected appropriateness…which, many times, means edgy, even over-the-top, on one hand, while thoroughly, even disgustingly callow and even insipid on all three other appendages. (That would be on the other hand, plus on the two feet, for those unfamiliar with standard human anatomy.)

As to “Thoroughly Modern Lit” deserving some Ivory Tower Approved Prize, you can just about forget them all. It’s fiction that literally whines and sniffles, screams and points fingers at all those bad…. (Yes, I’m stopping right there. Fill in your own favorite cause. Meanwhile, I’ll just get back to writing something I myself enjoy reading.)