Finally, given that the country is roiling and boiling toward some unknown new dispensation grounded in narrow competing triumphalist claims, where is the bold and necessary ironist who will write our Death of Ivan Ilyich? Maybe what we are waiting for will be the Great American Comic Novel!
The subject matter of non-fiction is fixed, chosen, unalterable.
A nonfiction piece on the Civil War, say, can’t change the nature of the battles; both action and outcome remain today what they were then.
In terms of living wholly in one’s own allotted time, the world is not too much with us.
Decades ago, though, it would have been inconceivable for me to acknowledge this.