A disclaimer here, because try as I might I haven't been able to get this into the shape I've wanted. But here we go with what I've got:
So a week or so ago I was reading Sylvia Plath's Ariel and some collected Ted Hughes (because I didn't have a strong opinion on where to start), and to my great surprise, I liked the former a lot and couldn't
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as for plath, in spite of the fact that thousands of clueless teenage goth girls probably have dog-eared copies of it clutched to their heaving sobbing bosoms as they sleep at night, i truly think the bell jar is a brilliant poetic chronicle of severe depression (among other things). i've read it many times over the years, and it hasn't lost a thing.
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In another, very important sense, I see this particular pet-peeve of yours as a pet-peeve that (ironically) could only arise in you because of your place and time. It is only very recently that awareness of one's own cultural or economic bias/frame has even been valued in literature. While it makes a certain amount of sense to assess contemporary writing from certain countries according to these standards (seeing as many writers in many countries nowadays have intellectual access to globalization and some kind of self-conscious awareness of what post-colonialism means, &c. as well as the notion that individuals arise from contexts), it is a bit unfairly anachronistic and/or Eurocentric to condemn either writers from earlier times, or writers from places that do not encourage that kind of awareness. Your taste is decidedly 21st century liberally-educated American.
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Also, this is a particular pet peeve I've got right now about my experiences of late and some social trends I don't like, not a vast Theory of Literature. At its absolute strongest, I might consider it a bit of personal canon formation with an aim to think about how I might wish to write at some point in the future. But in ( ... )
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::sails time-trireme back to before the common era::
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