writers seem to be developing a sort of stereotype, a new one, that for once doesn’t involve an obsessive love-hate relationship with coffee shops and alcohol. Nowadays, the only way to judge “good writing” is if the younger, New Age, severely pessimistic generation finds some sort of overdone “message” in a piece of fiction. Unfortunately, it’s the more “famed” writers that support this sort of storytelling; some of these “messages” include civil rights, women’s rights, social commentary, or atheism.
While I do agree that writers of fiction are not always able to shake their experiences from their storytelling, I abhor this new brand of writers emerging from the cynical, adolescent dust bowl. I have written fiction because I like telling stories. I write about horrible, distasteful people. I write about anarchists, Republicans, Democrats, blacks, whites, Americans, Russians, poets, and detectives. I’ve written from points of views of people I don’t agree with, in philosophy or in general.
Honestly…does anyone write stories anymore because they LIKE STORIES?