![]() ![]() ![]() It’s also important, and oddly inspiring, to recognize the shape John Williams was in when he wrote Stoner. The Great Gatsby was dismissed for years as a minor work. Herman Melville figured Moby Dick would be his crowning achievement and was bewildered when it paved his descent into oblivion. Dickinson sent her dark little epics into a world that regarded them as little more than strange birds. The saga potently affirms that petulant voice inside every writer, the one that insists publishing is a meritocracy in the end, that posterity isn’t about publishing trends or marketing budgets or hype. Because writers so often toil in obscurity, and because nearly all of them believe this obscurity to be unjustified, the tale of Stoner’s critical and commercial resurrection has been invoked repeatedly as a literary article of faith. ![]()
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