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320 pages, Paperback
First published April 1, 2014
"To improve their efforts, they consult a book entitled Advice for a Young Novelist, a seven-hundred-page tome that is rather short on advice and long on commandments and whose target audience seems to be not a young writer but an elderly scholar. The author, one Johannes Schneider, repeatedly employs the words dissection, exhumation, analysis, and autopsy. One could not ask for greater honesty, as indeed the book undertakes with Prussian rigor the task of dismembering World Literature, until everything extraordinary and beautiful in that genre is writhing under its scalpel."
the twentieth century would be the death of verse, he added. who gives a damn about fripperies and bourgeois sentiment when the final battle of the class war is being waged all around them? only the wealthy experience that sort of emotion, those existential chasms and desponds, because when men have too much free time, when they do not employ their vital energy in demolishing the walls that divide them from their brothers, then all of that force is used to burrow into themselves, to grub away at themselves and finally concoct all those delicate, artificial emotions. enough looking within, he continued haughtily, we must look beyond ourselves, because in plantations and factories across the globe there are humble men dying, dying in the flesh, not like those pansies who feel like they're dying of emotions that, in reality, no cares about at all. and you can be sure this is only the beginning; now we write novels in order to speak about actions, but in time actions will speak for themselves. that is the real literature, i tell you: action, the force of events, not the words that explain those events. the true novel of the twentieth century will be written not in a garret but in the streets, amid the clamor of protests, assassination attempts, war, revolutions. and of that novel, let it be known, we are already writing the opening chapters.