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If the Nobel Prize came from Scotland they would give it to a writer of fucking detective fiction, or else some kind of child writer, or something that was not even new when Enid Blyton was writing The Faraway Tree, because she was writing about some upper middle-class young magician or some fucking crap.

I’m glad there is always enough genre wars madness to go round. Following on nicely from Lev Grossman complaining that books aren’t dumb enough, here we have James Kelman complaining that books are too dumb. Oh noes, Scotland has been infected with genre! The Guardian rounds up the lulz but I will give the final word to Michael Schmidt, professor of poetry at Glasgow University:

When you get a really major figure like Alistair Gray, you don’t see him fulminating like this. Instead, you find him a very generous spirit excited by new writing. He does not surround himself with rancour. There is a parochialism that says Scotland first, and there is an internal parochialism that says Glasgow first, and then Glasgow working-class first. Each time you get into a smaller parochialism, the more authoritarian the feel of the language is.

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Written by Martin

31 August 2009 at 20:04

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