I read this when you first posted it, but it’s stuck with me. I’m not sure what it means, exactly, for the book business or storytelling, but Tumblr—in particular—seems to have become a sort of communal memorial for this curious custom once known as reading.
You see images of children and lone, moody individuals, lost in text, and—in some extreme cases—mute volumes, there on the nightstand, evoking … something. These are photos the person you describe might enjoy, but they don’t do much for me.
It’s as if, just as an art form was about to be thoroughly democratized, people were rushing in to re-pack it in mystery and solemnity. I hate solemnity — and literature will be better off with out it.”