From a Dead Beat to an Old Greaser

Laura Kelber laurakelber at gmail.com
Wed Dec 11 16:04:45 UTC 2019


Yes. I'm too cynical to indulge in hero worship, as a rule, though I've
probably indulged in fatuous admiration most in the literary sphere. Still,
I've never felt an obligation to love everything that Pynchon - or Doris
Lessing, or Thomas Mann, or Melville or Dostoevsky - has written.

But I doubt I'll ever encounter a book that changed my worldview as much as
Gravity's Rainbow, and that's sad to think.

PS - I balked at using the word "sad." A good old word that's been
tarnished in the tweets of the Orange Pustule.

On Wed, Dec 11, 2019, 9:32 AM rich <richard.romeo at gmail.com> wrote:

> Soon the curtain of one's literary heroes gracing us with new work will
> close. The current obsessions of new and upcoming fiction writers I have
> found are not mine, worthy as they are. I wont be one of those grumps
> bemoaning the ascendance of a new generation of writers. But it does sadden
> me a bit that soon there won't be anyone left for me to put on my personal
> pedestal. Part of me realizes this is just natural. But I will miss the
> excitement  I once had.
> musing on a snowy winter's day
>
> rich
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