Even before I started reading Rose Horowitch’s long essay in The Atlantic, the title, “The End of Reading is Here,” both aggravated me– because no, it’s not!— and also brought back a memory from my days as an MFA student in creative writing from 1988 to 90.
I earned that degree at Virginia Commonwealth University and my advisor was the writer Lee Smith. For reasons I don’t completely understand, Lee was on faculty at VCU for only a year, and I was lucky enough to work with her. She was fantastic, always generous with her time, encouraging but also pointed in her advice, so smart, etc. Great writer, great teacher, great person.
Anyway, there was some kind of event in either 1989 or 1990 where she was giving a speech about the state of writing and literature and what-not (I don’t remember if it was a panel discussion or a lecture or what, but I do remember it was a big crowd). One of the observations Lee made in that speech was that the average number of books read for pleasure by Americans that year was zero because most people do not read books for pleasure at all.
So whenever I read essays like this one proclaiming that now, now the end of reading has arrived, I always roll my eyes a bit. Horowitch romanticizes a past where typical Americans were well read and famous writers were, well, famous (she mentions the appearance of famous American writers on the cover of Time or Life magazine back in the ’50s and ’60s). She laments the disappearance of newspapers and of difficult novels, and also the rise of interest in “young-adult fiction” even by those who are “decidedly not-young adults.”
I suppose literary culture was a bigger deal in America in the 1950s and ’60s and before, but as someone who has been teaching at “opportunity-granting” universities ever since I met Lee Smith, I assure you the supposed end of reading arrived many years ago. The idea that most people don’t read fiction or poetry for pleasure might be shocking to a group of English majors or columnists for The Atlantic. But when you teach general education classes like composition or introductory literature at a university where a significant percentage of the students are ill-prepared for college, and you ask these students about reading for pleasure, Lee’s zero books average seems about right. It’s been like this since I started teaching.
On average. I always have at least a few students in freshman comp who do read books, though they’re always most invested in genres like science fiction, romance, and fantasy, the kinds of “easy” and non-literary fiction that Horowitch characterizes as the “wrong kind” of books. But with maybe three to five book readers in a class of 25 students, I suppose rounding down to a zero number of books read per year on average is about right. I haven’t taught a gen ed lit course in at least 20 years, but I certainly had students back then who had never read a complete novel before. A couple of years ago, I assigned the Johann Hari book Stolen Focus in freshman comp. It’s an accessible, best-selling non-fiction book about the decline in attention, and for several students, it was the first book they had ever read. English majors are, of course, more likely to be readers, but most of them seem less interested in books specifically and more in “media.” I’ll come back to that.
Not that Horowitch is completely wrong, and her essay is quite a bit more subtle than the headline. She spends a lot of time discussing Marshall McLuhan’s and Walter Ong’s theories of a postliterate era in smart and well-researched ways. I teach a class called “Digital Writing” where I assign some short Ong and McLuhan readings, so the next time I teach that class, I’m probably going to assign this. Her views on AI here are a bit more resistant than mine, but not that different, really. And as she points out, the sales of books in this country have been actually rising in recent years, partially as a result of resistance to AI.
But the problem, as Horowitch sees it, is that there is a smaller percentage of the overall population who read books (particularly novels) for pleasure– about the same percentage of students I have in freshman comp who are readers. Unlike in the past (she says), “the people devoted to text, who derive cultural understanding and intellectual connection from the written word, are now part of a subculture. The fact that you are reading this article almost certainly makes you a member of it.”
Horowitch goes on in this vein for quite a while (her essay is around 5,500 words): it’s bad that we’re not reading books, IQ and test scores are falling, this lack of reading books is what’s behind lots of problems, etc. etc. Again, she’s not wrong, but it does sound a lot like the similar complaints I’ve heard my entire adult life. Horowitch clearly understands this as well when she writes “Perhaps, 126 years from now, this essay will seem like the lastest such exercise in hand-wringing.”
So I think Horowitch is wrong about the existence of a “golden past” in America where reading books was more than a subculture. But beyond that, I don’t think reading books (and by books, she means “literature”) is inherently better than reading almost anything else–other than social media posts. Horowitch and I probably agree that most X and TikTok -type content does not count as the kinds of longer form texts that everyone needs to master and regularly practice to be “literate.” But I think literary experiences can happen sometimes on social media (like on Substack, like on Reddit, sometimes on Facebook), and I think reading 5K-plus-word articles in The Atlantic or long articles in similar publications about sports or fashion or cooking is just as valuable for developing literacy as reading the “great works.”
The other issue for me is that Horowitch’s measure of a literate society is one that reads books for pleasure. Well, what about the majority of white-collar workers (and not a small share of blue-collar workers as well) who are reading and writing as part of their jobs all day long? Why doesn’t that count? I mean, during the school year and when I’m neck-deep in reading and commenting on my students’ writing and also keeping up with the readings I assigned, I do not read much for fun. Instead, my idea of pleasure after a workday of reading and writing is to watch television (including streaming) or a movie, or to play around on my computer.
And speaking of the postliterate media that are not books: what’s wrong with that!? As I mentioned, the students I have in more advanced classes who are English majors or MA students tend to read for pleasure– or at least they are reading more than zero books per year on their own. But they are also very into media well beyond the book, and with good reason: a lot of it is really good nowadays. In my view, the best movies and streaming media today are every bit as “literary” as texts that happen to be printed on paper. And our postliterate world (which I think we entered long ago) has not resulted in the “end of reading” at all. It is not either/or; it is and/and.
I had mostly made my mind up about Horowitch before I finished the essay: here’s another Boomer or early GenXer who is mad about the kids today. Then, in the last six paragraphs, things took an interesting turn. Horowitch writes “I was raised in the postliterate era. I was born shortly after the dot-com bubble burst and entered first grade around the time the iPhone was released.” After reading that line, I did a simple search, and her LinkedIn account popped up. It appears that Horowitch is a precocious young person with an old soul.
This doesn’t change my reading of Horowitch’s essay– it’s well-written and interesting, but I still think she’s mostly wrong about literacy. But I have to say there’s something refreshing and charming about one of the “kids today” making such a passionate argument in favor of old books.
