Worth Thinking About - The Inferior Genre
It seems a comment I included in the post "A New Addition" has created a bit of a stir among my handful of readers. I must say, however, I have gotten quite a bit of amusement out of the ordeal and am still enjoying the literal jabs I have been taking from lovely A. I suppose my career as a book reviewer will never do.
The comment is as follows: "Lovers of mindless fiction beware: I very rarely read anything but non-fiction and have become somewhat of a snob towards the inferior genre."
I was merely attempting to warn those who enjoy fiction to the fact I don't read much of it, and if looking for the latest Nicholas Sparks review they would not likely find it in the pages of This Is The Life. In so doing I did indeed state my opinion of its "inferior" nature to that of nonfiction. (literal jab is hereby returned)
Nevertheless, there are always two sides to every book cover. I must admit I have enjoyed numerous fictitious tales and absolutely love several of them. I also realize the cultural value we as a society enjoy by having and reading fiction. It's a "great way to take you somewhere else," as A says. And I humbly admit that I agree.
I will now offer my reasoning for, while not negating my comments, my opinion towards - is he going to say it again - the inferior genre. I am not a person who can sit down and read a 400 page book relatively quickly, actually I'm quite slow at it as I go through phases of being in a reading mood and then slip into the mindless sit-around-and-do-nothing mood. (for more on that, see "See You On The Flip Side") Therefore, as I spend a great deal of time reading these books I also spend a great deal of time thinking about what they say. I hold that if I am going to spend a great deal of time thinking about something it may as well be something worth thinking about - as opposed to whether or not Judy, who was sleeping with Tommy, killed her husband Johnny, or was it Jenny who was Bill's mistress lover - I would rather rent a good movie to see that; it only takes up a couple of hours of my time at best and I still get the "great escape" A was referring to.
As further evidence of nonfiction's superiority over fiction I offer the following to support at least my own opinion: I also hold the best (and yes, of course, there are countless exceptions) fiction books are actually based on factual events (biographies, histories, etc...) or are stories that are representations/analogies of significant theories, ideas, and the sort. Take Machiavelli's The Prince for example. A 'fiction' based on factual events, it was one of the first published fictional works - nearly five hundred some odd years later it is still being sold on Amazon.com. Moreover, tales such as the great Old Man And The Sea by Ernest Hemingway are awesome analogies to life that can be applied to one's daily living. I would say that book, although not nearly 400 pages, would present things worth thinking about for extended periods of time - and I freely admit, being the nonfictional snob I am and having read it time and again, it is one of my favorites.
And lastly, as I continue my path out on the proverbial limb, I would even say simple fictional children's books like Winnie the Pooh and those like Jimmy Buffett's Tales From Margaritaville that are intended to teach real-world lessons can be applied to the improvement of one's thoughts on life, and therefore are among the best fictional works. Ol' Pooh Bear teaches us about the truths of growing up while Tully Mars teaches us about living once you do. I have no problem with this type of literature whatsoever and would agree reading it is not a waste of time, but on the contrary is worthwhile, if for nothing else the place it holds in our contemporary history.
From it's very beginning, a large majority of history's best fiction has been based off nonfictional ideas and events. And therefore it is my opinion that nonfiction, being the real deal, is superior in the first place. (This often extends to movies as well, just ask someone what their most recent favorite movie is and see if several don't say something like "Braveheart," "Saving Private Ryan," or "Seabiscuit.") Furthermore, good fiction not based on actual events usually teaches us something about life by relating the story to a lesson to be applied.
Thus I conclude my little commentary. Fiction is the inferior genre to nonfiction for the same reasons the game system and television set are inferior to a stick and a cardboard box in the back yard. There is less thought required by the reader, less provocations of good questions, and too much of it just causes pain ol' 'brain-deadedness.' In short, nonfiction holds a place on the higher pedestal - it teaches us something. And the best fiction, much of which can be in the same class as nonfiction for these reasons, does as well. I for one would like to think at the end of my days I didn't spend my idle time thinking about Judy, but instead about what history and the like taught me about my life.
Granted, I should possibly change my terminology from fiction to that of a reference to books about Judy and Bill and Tommy, but I won't because I'm just plain ornery. And besides, I'm enjoying the taunting of I-like-to-read-about-shopaholics-A.
Now isn't this all something worth thinking about? Pooh Bear is somewhere in the hundred-acre forest, sitting on a log and gently tapping his forehead -
..."Think, think, think, think, think."