| -- The Shipping 
                    News author Annie Proulx uses overblown "Evocative 
                    Prose" with little punctuation to achieve dramatic effect.
                     -- White 
                    Noise author Don DeLillo uses vague "Edgy Prose" to 
                    mystify his not-very-unique criticisms of American 
                    consumerism.  -- All the Pretty 
                    Horses author Cormac McCarthy uses "Muscular Prose" to 
                    inflate the depth of the Wild West. -- New York 
                    Trilogy author Paul Auster uses "Spare Prose," which 
                    pretends to be minimalist but is really repetitive and 
                    empty.  -- And Snow Falling 
                    on Cedars author David Guterson writes "Generic 
                    Literary" or gratuitously melodramatic, important-sounding 
                    novels. Myers is annoyed with these writers for 
                    taking themselves so seriously--but his real gripe is with 
                    the critics who mock "genre" novels such as Westerns, 
                    romances, and crime dramas while lavishing praise on 
                    "literary" authors. "David Guterson is granted Serious 
                    Writer status on the basis of Snow Falling on Cedars, 
                    a murder mystery buried under sonorous tautologies, while 
                    Stephen King, whose Bag of Bones is a more 
                    intellectual but less pretentious novel, is still considered 
                    to be just a talented storyteller," he says in the 
                    Manifesto. It is this very growing hierarchy of "important" 
                    writing that turns people away from literature, Myers says. "American readers go from reading older 
                    rubbish like The Old Man and the Sea in college to 
                    new bores like [DeLillo's] Underworld," the Balzac 
                    fan said in an interview with Foxnews.com.  "Is it any wonder that they lose 
                    interest in reading?" Many in the literary world have 
                    dismissed Myers' argument.  "Most of the writers the author goes 
                    after are, in fact, people I admire: Proulx, McCarthy, 
                    DeLillo, Auster," Michael Dirda, editor of The 
                    Washington Post Book World, wrote in an online 
                    discussion.  "No one will remember this article in a year, 
                    but people will be reading Proulx, McCarthy, et al 
                    for a long, long time." But Myers encourages his fans to take 
                    on the establishment.  "It takes a lot of arrogance to 
                    disagree with the consensus of critics … But this is 
                    precisely what we readers need," he said.  "Our own taste is 
                    the only authority we should listen to." Myers' readers seem to agree: The 
                    ratio of letters sent to the Atlantic about his 
                    essay was about 8 positive to 1 negative, he said.  Some 
                    even backed up their 
                    statements in interviews with Foxnews.com. "Today the assumption is that writing
                    must be hard to understand to be 'literature,'" 
                    one fan of author Philip Roth said. Californian Jonathan Aurthur said Myers 
                    made him feel better about disliking Proulx. "Having been assured by the critics 
                    that it was a great book, I slogged through 150 pages of 
                    The Shipping News before I gave up." And reader Jane Waddick said the 
                    Manifesto encouraged her to read Stephen King. "I didn't know he (King) was a good 
                    writer … My own snobbery prevented me from reading his work. 
                    Then I did and yes … he is an excellent writer."  But others sided with the critics 
                    against Myers.  "The fact that someone would make the 
                    claim that the likes of Cormac McCarthy, Don DeLillo, and 
                    Annie Proulx are boring hacks is a perfect example of why 
                    the quality of mainstream literature in this country is in 
                    the toilet.  If it can't be read in a beach chair with nine 
                    kids screaming in under five hours, it's pretentious," said 
                    struggling Tennessee writer Jim Cheney.
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