Literature is dying, or so says a thousand columns and newsletters. It’s dying because people don’t read, or great authors are being cancelled, or because the gatekeepers won’t let go, or--
Well, something.
Personally, I don’t have much time for this argument. Literature has been dying for my entire lifetime. It was dying before. It has probably been dyin…
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