I’m sure that fewer than ten among my sea of readers have missed the shocking news that the Pulitzer Prize committee has decided not to award a prize for fiction this year. This is the first time in thirty-five years that this has happened over the ninety-six years of Pulitzer awards.
Here is a quote from the New York Times article:
… it was the absence of an award for fiction that was perhaps the most shocking result of the committee’s voting. A winning book can be an instant boost to sales and is one of the most closely watched awards in the publishing industry. Finalists in the category included “Train Dreams” by Denis Johnson, “Swamplandia!” by Karen Russell and “The Pale King” by David Foster Wallace, who died in 2008.
Jonathan Galassi, the publisher of Farrar, Straus & Giroux, said he was “shellshocked” by the lack of a winner in fiction.
Are you bothered, irate, or even outraged by this decision? Or, is this a literary yawn? Does it, perhaps, gladden you? I’d like to know your opinion of the Pulitzer decision re: this year’s fiction, and will share with you not only the results, but also will then reveal my own feelings on the subject. (This may seem like the modus opinioni of politicians: “Poll first, then take your courageous stand,” though I would not sink to such depths. Trust me.) So, please comment with your opinion and reason. My regular post will appear nearer the weekend.