The Death of Imagination in Writing
There’s a good chance I’m being something of alarmist here, but it is a worrying trend I’ve noticed ever since my tortuous pedagogy, bizarre occupation, and currently staggered wherewithal. Writers aren’t trying. They’re not trying to better themselves and their writing, finding frankly a fifth grade reading/writing level sufficient for an adult, and they aren’t trying to challenge their audience, who from years of intellectual atrophy are content to treat reading as little more than a pleasant pastime, masturbation and little more. Let me put it like this. You can go down to any bowling alley between childrens’ birthdays and find at least five people who are absolutely fanatical about both their sport and their growth as a sportsman in that regard. You couldn’t just walk down to a book store nowadays and find the same; this is assuming you can even find a brick and mortar book store. I have with me today a little example, something I’ve pulled from a book I was bought for Christmas, for which I’m very grateful. I’m virtually impoverished and can’t afford to buy many books if I want to keep my website online. Anyways, I’d asked for popular science fiction novels of Read More …