Look at the great books of the past. In Search of Lost Time. Gravity’s Rainbow. Blood Meridian Infinte Jest. Atlas Shrugged. And these have all been released in the last 1900-1980 years.
But ever since I’ve been living, no good books. No Pynchon, no Delilo, no Woolf, no Proust!
It feels like true literature is dying out. Social media and Video Games are ruining books. Less and less readership because of Tiktoketc.
I ask you, am I wrong? I believe not. I believe I am correct. Modern society is inauthentic, and not willing to struggle any longer for anything. Books… are a dying breed. The only popular books now are the garbage instantly gratifiying authors like Colleen Hoover and Sarah J. Maas.
Both products of their time of purposelessness, inauthenticity, liberalism, complacentness and instant gratification.
I have lost all hope for literature.
But there is still a spark, a glimmer of hope.
I will never be able to finish all former literature. Even if literature itself dies out.
by Beginning-Major2536