Certain writers, of whom I am one, do not live, think or write on the range of the moment. Novels, in the proper sense of the word, are not written to vanish in a month or a year. That most of them do, today, that they are written and published as if they were magazines, to fade as rapidly, is one of the sorriest aspects of today’s literature, and one of the clearest indictments of its dominant esthetic philosophy: concrete-bound, journalistic Naturalism which has now reached its dead end in the articulate sounds of panic.-- Ayn Rand, May, 1968, and as applicable now, as then. –
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Yes s william, I agree with your overall gist.
ReplyDeleteAyn Rand wrote that in the Introduction to the 25th Anniversary edition of The Fountainhead. A book I very much MUST read.
And an amazing fact about her is that ALL of her books are still in print.
Still relevant. Still being bought, and sought.
If, 25 years from now, The Da Vinci Code, and other brown books [low-flying deliberately-lower-case subliminal pun?] are in print, and being bought by people zipping around in spaceships, then yes, I fear.