Lit-Bashing

Just tried to read the Atlantic Monthly fiction issue. What pretentious claptrap: the kind of stuff only read by people who talk about having read “the latest Mailler.”Give me the short fiction in Women’s Weekly any day. At least we know in the first paragraph who this is about and why we should care;

“Who needs him?” Valerie pushed her blond curls out of her eyes and scowled.

“And who needs flowers on Valentines Day anyway?” She looked around the office at every other woman’s desk, heaped with bouquets, teddy bears, chocolates and little packets of lace and satin fripperies…

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