I had a sudden fear the other day that stories are going to die. In a few decades, my generation will have taken over the world. We’re a very talented bunch. We can be in the middle of thirteen tasks at once, with music blaring and three separate text conversations sending our phone into a buzz. We can do our banking, buy make-up online, and stick a picture on Facebook of ourselves beaming over a dozen perfectly puffed soufflés. And that’s just the first fifteen minutes of our day. But we also have a 160 character attention span. And a complete lack of patience. Which why you haven’t really read this paragraph properly at all–at 7 lines, it’s far too long. You probably read the first and last line and filled in the middle in your head. Just as you do whenever you skim the newspaper. Right?
In forty or so years, I wonder if anyone will sit down on a couch and feel the urge to flip lazily through the crisp pages of an unread book. Maybe there won’t be stories any more. Maybe there’ll only be dot points. Or worse, tweets.
Save the story. Read more books! Like these:
Also, Time magazine has a great list of ALL TIME 100 NOVELS that you can memorise and subtly drop into your next conversation, in order to sound like a complete tool.
PS. RIP Diana Wynne Jones. I never knew whether to look for you under J or W. Your magic was wondrous :)