Epilogue for BLOGS AND OTHER WRITING
EPILOGUE
Fifty years ago, expository, argumentative, and persuasive
writing depended on the effective/affective use of clarity,
tone, grammar, decorum, structure, logic, and diction. The writing evidenced a sense of history, purpose and audience. Style and cultural literacy mattered.
In 2018, writings that
try to be more than " infotainment
" are slowly vanishing . They
matter little except in some testing situations (Advanced Placement, HiSet
Exam, and so forth) or in publications that target very discriminating readers. What matters for readers in general is the
promiscuity of social media, the eroticism of texting, the worship and photographing of the ego, and rejection, imaginary or real,
of virtue, morality, and good manners. In the global community of writers, the
ignorant armies referenced in Matthew Arnold's "Dover Beach" clash
with alacrity.
Do some writers not
fight back? Yes, they do. They fight
assiduously. Nevertheless, writers must
pay bills and feed themselves and their families. The temptations of taking a
shot at instant "fame" and lucrative royalties are powerful. Many highly skilled writers will compromise
the discipline of style, the fidelity of
raw honesty, and the desirability of
cultural literacy for the sake of a buck.
Many quite good writers who resist, who struggle to identify elusive
"truths," are not reviewed and
have small sales which don't repay a
publisher's investment. They are
rusticated to the basement and oblivion. They have the underground freedom to make violent
noises their pre-historic ancestors
would have understood perfectly. A few
"successful" writers in the
USA and elsewhere allow themselves to be managed by the whims of literary politics. They appear and shine for a brief moment. They are quickly discarded when the publishing
industry decides to manufacture a new literary star. Fame in the twenty-first
century is a vicious beast. So be it.
In Blogs and Other Writing,
I made a conscious decision to be politically incorrect and pre-future, to
distance my work from academic and/or commercial markets. Nothing more and nothing less can be asked
of persons whom Antonio Gramsci labeled rural intellectuals. I am simply a rural thinker. I was lucky
enough to have THE KATRINA PAPERS: A
Journal of Trauma and Recovery (2008), The
Cambridge History of African American
Literature ( 2011),co-edited with Dr. Maryemma Graham, and The China Lectures (2014) issued by university presses; The Richard Wright Encyclopedia ( 2008),co-edited with Robert
Butler, was issued by Greenwood Press; the prestigious Black Widow Press took
the risk of publishing FRACTAL SONG:
Poems (2016). Unlike my previous books, this volume is downright subversive;
it is eclectic, surreal and iconoclastic. It is designed to provoke
sustained thought and the making of connections among artificially segregated
disciplines. It illuminates that some
genuine questions defy answers. Those
questions only permit diverse responses
which do not cheapen with delusions and popularity. I don't want to be assassinated by
popularity. I only desire to be read by
a small number of brave, brutally honest people. If and when those people engage the book, I
suspect I shall be vindicated.
Jerry W.Ward, Jr. July
7, 2018
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