I've authored the next scheduled Monday Report for the ULA's www.literaryrevolution.com fan site. It's titled, "An Open Letter to THE NEW YORKER." However, due to an unforeseen glitch with the fan site, the essay may not be up today-- but it certainly will be sometime tomorrow, so please look for it.
Later in the week is the "Trash NEW YORKER Carnival!" on this blog and nowhere else, so please watch for that. As with any carnival, there will be fun and games.
By the way, the Finalists for the Carnival Contest, "Worst NEW YORKER Story Writer of All Time," have been selected-- those "poseurs," er, I mean, "auteurs," who typify the Special Nature of the genre and have consistently met the refined, arbitrary, and obsolete "literary" standards of that esteemed journal for a period of many years. The Finalists:
-Ann Beattie
-Tom Beller
-Lorrie Moore
-Alice Munro
-Cynthia Ozick
-Philip Roth
-John Updike.
(NOTE: Physically dead people like John Cheever, as opposed to the merely artistically dead, such as those listed, are not eligible for the Contest.)
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p.s. The Monday Report is up on Monday after all! Wonders never stop happening in the Underground Literary Alliance, the world's craziest and most unpredictable writers group.
p.s. The Monday Report is up on Monday after all! Wonders never stop happening in the Underground Literary Alliance, the world's craziest and most unpredictable writers group.
King, I admire your work and agree with most of what you write here --- but am puzzled at your apparent disdain for Philip Roth. He seems to be precisely the kind of author you'd enjoy. For example, his novel, the Counterlife, is a brilliant story about (in part) the intersection of private life and political/religious ideology.
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