I kept wondering for years why American literature is so dead. Today I learned the answer:

I honestly had no idea about this.
Here’s the link to the article. It has a funny passage on Stephen Markley who showed great promise in his novel Ohio only to produce the following monstrosity later on:
And Stephen Markley’s 2023 climate change epic The Deluge, replete with a Jamaican/Native American heroine and a queer neurodivergent Arab-American mathematician, shows that appropriation is acceptable so long as the politics are sufficiently on the nose (“The trauma of that time, especially the storming of the Capitol, lit a new fire under me…”).
At least, there’s Emma Cline. That’s good literature. Slim pickings in such a large country but better than nothing.
One more quote on the same subject:
In 2022 famous novelist—and no liberal—Joyce Carol Oates wrote in a post on X: “(a friend who is a literary agent told me that he cannot even get editors to read first novels by young white male writers, no matter how good; they are just not interested. this is heartbreaking for writers who may, in fact, be brilliant, & critical of their own ‘privilege.’)”
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