The Death of the Book, by Ben Ehrenreich
A timely essay, in light of my post for Talking Story yesterday: Why I blog, circa 2011 (and about ‘real books’).
The emphasis shifts with each telling, but every writer, editor, publisher, bookseller, and half-attentive reader knows the fundamental story. After centuries of steady climbing, book sales leveled off towards the end of the 1900s. Basic literacy began to plummet. As if television and Reaganomics were not danger enough, some egghead lunatics went and built a web—a web!—out of nothing but electrons. It proved a sneaky and seductive monster. Straight to our offices and living rooms, the web delivered chicken recipes, weather forecasts, pornography, the cutest kitten videos the world had ever seen. But while we were distracted by these glittering gifts, the internet conspired to snare our friend the book, to smother it.
Opinions flourish on the “death of the book” with those opinions are rooted in our reading and writing habits, and that’s natural I think; our feelings intensify to the degree of our engaging in those processes. My post yesterday was an example, being (in part) about what I consider ‘real books’ to be, and as such they’ll never get away from me completely, or from others like me willing to publish them ~ and I think I have lots of company in that.
I enjoyed the historical coverage of Ehrenreich’s essay, and do recommend it. It is fairly long, but very well written.
“Writing has been bottled up in books since the start,” wrote American poet and journalist Robert Carlton Brown in 1920. “It is time to pull out the stopper.”