Because the hubs of literature are often tragically left to the devices of those in Los Angeles and Brooklyn, we, the limited few among the reading public, are primarily saddled with what my ex would probably deem low art (because everything that isn’t Stendhal is low art, right?). It’s not necessarily always a bad thing–except, in retrospect, the work of Chuck Klosterman is pretty banal. … Continue reading Britney Spears Is All We Have to Inspire the Current Landscape of Literature