February 21, 2009
Confessions of a lazy Updike stalker:
Now that Updike has died, I don't hate anyone enough to lie in waiting for--but am on the ready to deliver a good neck punch outside the New Yorker office if someone has it coming to them as much as Updike.
Updike had it coming for his multiple offenses against literature, and here I mean writing in general, not just the stuff they teach in PhD seminars.
He was a bad, boring writer.
The worst part is is there are multiple generations that will follow his flacid model. Not unlike art.
Now that Updike has died, I don't hate anyone enough to lie in waiting for--but am on the ready to deliver a good neck punch outside the New Yorker office if someone has it coming to them as much as Updike.
Updike had it coming for his multiple offenses against literature, and here I mean writing in general, not just the stuff they teach in PhD seminars.
He was a bad, boring writer.
The worst part is is there are multiple generations that will follow his flacid model. Not unlike art.
posted by Mr. Horton at 12:55 AM
1 Comments:
When we saw an Updike novel for sale at Borders for $2, I told Philippe it was still too much, making a passerby laugh. That's why I sat by you in French class all those years ago-we had a common enemy of the English language.
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