Literary Snobs


Literary Snobs

In a recent blog post of mine “Books and Literary Snobs”, I began it by saying the following:

Literary Snobs“Since the emergence of the internet, online publishing, and the plethora of books now available to us in the world of books, a second disturbing breed has emerged – the literary snob.

While thanks to small press and self-publishing, it is true that the vast majority of published authors these days far outweigh the fortunate few, chosen by establishment publishers, rarely if ever will any of the former become successful.”

Since writing that post I have become even more aware of another trait among today’s literary snobs – pomposity. Sadly there are a number of people who will only ever read an author their fathers introduced them to.

The emerging author of today will be deafened by the loud ‘tut tutting’ being uttered by these narrow-minded individuals who are quick to judge, based only on one reading experience of a new author’s work.

If they had their way, the only books they would allow the general public to read would have been written in the nineteenth century, maybe up until the middle of the twentieth. Certainly, none published by anyone other than the ‘big six’ establishment publishing houses would be allowed in their view.

A little further on in my previous post I added the following:

“Yesterday I read a list of bestselling books that were rejected for years, in some cases – decades, before the snobs within the world of establishment publishing took notice of them. The list of titles, too numerous to mention here, astounded me. Perhaps it shouldn’t. After all, they were first-timers once just like you and I.”

One thing all of these pompous literary snobs seem incapable of comprehending is the fact that all writers, be they first-timers, or old established hands, if they are at all serious about writing, continue to hone their ‘voice’ until the day they die. Writers like Dickens were panned beyond belief when they were first published; something the pompous literary snob of today conveniently seems to forget.

I feel exceedingly sorry for these lonely sad individuals whose library is severely limited to a few volumes of Tolstoy, Pushkin, Dickens, H. Rider Haggard, H.G Wells, or maybe Arthur Conan Doyle. They are the kind of person who firmly believes that reading anything new, is somehow beneath them.

While pompous literary snobs prevail, be they private individuals or so-called literary critics, who sadly are listened to by the ‘big six’ publishing houses, what chance do today’s emerging writers stand?

They are all missing out on so much by ignoring today’s writers, or worse, dismissing them completely out of hand.

  1. Avatar of MFBurbaugh
    MFBurbaugh says

    Ahh, to refill a plastic imitation bottle of Rothschild wine with some cheap California wanna be. To dress in all my finery (Usually a pair of Bluejeans and a T-shirt) and stand at the single west window and toast a beautiful sunset. To hold a copy of Jules Verne’s The Omnibus and pretend other whens. Whens I can see in my mind yet never experienced. It can be fun to pretend to be a snob, if only for a few minutes.

    Then i realize I would be so limited, so closed minded, so small in such a big rich world of words. To never read the diamond, as yet unpolished, to see the brilliance behind the tarnish of a silver masterpiece. To find the newest Tennyson, Hemingway, Ruskin, or Swift before others.

    Even as I hunt the future greats I put my own words to computer. To dream the dream of having more than a few friends read something I wrote and say ‘well done sir!’

    I suggest we leave the snobs to their snobbery with little more than a nod of the head as we pass them by while their weak minds dissolve in puddles of lost phrases and old quotes.

    My opinion of course.

  2. Avatar of Alan Place
    Alan Place says

    To the list we can add those poor souls who strived for years but because they were not fashionable at the time, or were a bit out of the ordinary. They too got ignored until found in some obscure realm. The like of E A Poe & H.P.Lovecraft come to mind.

  3. Avatar of Jack Eason
    Jack Eason says

    Here , here Alan well said 🙂

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