From my own precarious grip on the literary world, I find some great references to the problem on a larger scale beyond my own little core of self.
It’s all at Grumpy Old Bookman, but 2 Blowhard’s provides the proper three links to the posts regarding the life and health of the short story. Great reading.
In the meantime, I’m trying to find my way back to the wagon train by picking up whatever scattered pieces I’ve left of my fiction-writing self because I realize that I cannot do non-fiction, being a particularly emotional and opinionated individual. Nor am I making it as a star blogger, being too undisciplined to be accepted by the lit and book infrastructure and a bit more than too odd for the women’s journaling group.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology
It’s supposed to be good to stand out from the crowd and the accepted groups. But I’m not sure it’s ever a comfortable position.
I don’t agree with everything “GOB” says, but I liked the King piece, “What Ails the Short Story,” quite a lot. I’ll have to keep my eyes open for the short story collection.