The evidence for this description consists of a partial leg bone and two teeth. The Dreams Our Stuff Is Made Of by Thomas M. Disch. Although it has a worldwide audience, science fiction has never conquered the highbrow critical establishment. Mr. Disch wonders why. For a man of his obvious intelligence, this is surprising myopia.
People read science fiction for fun.
High Art should be read for Duty, on the advice of a Literary Critic and with interpretation by a Professor. Shut Up and Deal by Jesse May. A lthough it is offered as a novel, Mr. May's book is more an extended monologue. There is no plot, merely a distinctive and convincing voice speaking bluntly about a grim, comic, grungy world. Celebrity Caricature in America by Wendy Wick Reaves.