And now I know why. Martin Amis was interviewed in yesterday’s Observer where he made this aphoristic observation: You have to be slightly innocent to be a novelist. You can’t have too much nous. It gets in the way somehow.
He also said the following (which I find worrying because I think, hyperbolic tendency of Amis aside, it might be grain-of true):
The long read is a dying art … there are so many claims on our attention. Very literate people admit they can’t read books any more. And just as the literate brain is physically different to the illiterate brain, the digitally savvy brain is different again. It’s a physiological change, not just a moral one.
I think you could replace ‘long read’ with ‘not so long read’ there too and make very little difference. Still, perhaps this is good news for the short story, and even better news for the poem…
*** Nb: Have just looked at my stats and noticed: This is the blog’s 1000th post. I’m almost proud that it’s somewhat serendipitously concerning itself with literary feyness. ***