All art forms evolve over time. The interest they attract changes according to prevailing tastes and technologies. We’ve all heard it said, and multiple times at that: the novel has no future. Sam Sacks takes issue with the doomsayers in a recent post on the New Yorker’s book blog. Speculating about the future of a different medium, Andy Greenwald bemoans the end of television’s Golden Era.
In other news, I’m happy to report that The Hopkins Review will once again be represented at the AWP annual conference, coming up in late February. We’re already looking forward to a long weekend in sunny Seattle.