I'm all for King getting his mad props, but Card's remarks are way over the top. There's a man reaching for a grievance or three to monger. Harold Bloom may speak for Card's imagined "literary elite," but Bloom is hardly a reliable indicator to the views of literary academia at large. Then Card conflates the publishing world with the literary world. No doubt there's a great deal of overlap, but the two are hardly coterminous. A former publishing CEO is no more representative of literary academia than Bloom. Card's jump from Bloom to Simon & Schuster to the "academic-literary elite" isn't even lucid.
OSC's assertion that King will be remembered when every writer "the literary elite" favors is forgotten is doubtful, but not worth disputing. No one knows who will survive; and prophecy doesn't have anything to do with enjoying any of those writers right now, anyway. Finally, it's worth pointing out, as Card doesn't, that the National Book Award has been awarded to writers who "tell stories," most notably in 1997 when Charles Frazier's first novel Cold Mountain beat literary elite faves Don Delillo and Thomas Pynchon. I could go on, but it's obvious to me that King's work doesn't interest Card anymore than it interests Bloom. Both just want a scalp.
I would barely know where to start disagreeing with Card's Barcelona speech. The whole thing seems largely a figment of his own imagination.
King has some stuff that's junk. And some that's brilliant.
King's produced a lot of solid, entertaining, memorable work, but "brilliant" is a mischaracterization, I think. This isn't to knock him. I'm quibbling because King's work isn't brilliant compared to peers like, say, Nabokov, (or even Delany, maybe); but also because brilliance obviously isn't the only literary virtue to aspire to. Brilliance is an admirable literary virtue, but it isn't the only one. There's also charm, delight, entertainment, humor and many more. King's work has all of those virtures (some novels or stories more than others).
Incidentally, does anyone else think of Stephen King and John Updike as slightly more, slightly less "respectable" literary twins? Two prolific writers, writing traditional novels about the fears, desires and obsessions of mostly middle-class, mostly suburban late C20 Americans. That's a half-formed thought, so maybe it goes nowhere, but at times I've idly imagined Updike and King as the Superego and Id of a certain type of novel.
Then he began to talk about how books are removed from genre categories when they are good enough.
True from a marketing point of view, maybe, but is any book ever really "removed" from a genre catagory, regardless of how "good" it is? I don't think so. All writing is catagorized by genre, even if the genre is just "great books." Knowledge of genres and their interplay is part of makes a writer sucessful, I'm inclined to think.
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