Not too long ago I was discussing books with a friend and the subject of fiction intruded into our conversation. We were discussing the books we had recently read and none of them, it turns out, were fiction. "Recent" meant the past 2 -3 years as we live on different continents and don't speak as often as we would like. A startling revelation shot before us. We had both unconsciously ceased reading fiction without realizing it. This horrified us, since we both consider ourselves lovers of good books and undoubtedly many good books get subsumed under fiction. But what were our last attempts? His was Pynchon's "Gravity's Rainbow," which he had tried to read unsuccessfully four times. Mine was a Salman Rushdie book that I could never quite start after having read six of his books. It turns out we never picked up fiction again. I haven't, though I still have uncracked and pristine fiction on my shelves.
We found the same problem with movies. We both preferred documentaries over dramas, comedies, etc. This was another "recent" development. In essence, our diversions had diverged from fictional categories. He cited a study, he didn't have the name or author, that claimed that men as they get older (over 35) tend to lose interest in fiction and move towards "real life" such as documentaries and non-fiction reading. According to the study, this happens on a lesser scale with women. Though I have reservations about any study, this one rang true for both of us. We were stunned since we used to read piles of fiction. Some ten years ago my fiction reading piled high over my non-fiction. Now the fiction languishes.
Though this conversation happened some months ago and shocked me I still haven't had the desire to read fiction. So now I'm consciously not reading it. This feels strange. I bought a Cormack McCarthy book about three months ago as a test and I still haven't touched it. What's happened?!?!
We found the same problem with movies. We both preferred documentaries over dramas, comedies, etc. This was another "recent" development. In essence, our diversions had diverged from fictional categories. He cited a study, he didn't have the name or author, that claimed that men as they get older (over 35) tend to lose interest in fiction and move towards "real life" such as documentaries and non-fiction reading. According to the study, this happens on a lesser scale with women. Though I have reservations about any study, this one rang true for both of us. We were stunned since we used to read piles of fiction. Some ten years ago my fiction reading piled high over my non-fiction. Now the fiction languishes.
Though this conversation happened some months ago and shocked me I still haven't had the desire to read fiction. So now I'm consciously not reading it. This feels strange. I bought a Cormack McCarthy book about three months ago as a test and I still haven't touched it. What's happened?!?!