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									Books A Dying Art? Don’t Believe It — E. Annie Proulx
Every other week someone says that books are dead or dying, that just around the corner is the black
hour when they will be curiosities like stereopticon slides of milkstools—probably the same thing they
said when radio was invented, when television flickered its way into our living rooms.
      To some the phrase means sluggish book sales in the recent and lingering recession; to others it
means that the old grey novel ain’t what it used to be. Not a few associate the obliteration of
distinguished literary houses and imprints in the age of the corporate takeover as synonymous with the
inevitable disappearance of books. The house-followers mournfully announce that no one reads these
days, can’t read, won’t read. It doesn’t strike them as peculiar that there is a fierce scramble among
corporate interests to buy the publishing houses that put out these dying books.
      It’s possible that the premature obituaries merely cover our confusion about the clouded direction
of change in the culture. As the big publishers try for bestsellers at the expense of serious books, it is
increasingly the small publishers and university presses that are finding and publishing the books of
interesting new writers.
      Books once rather scornfully considered grist for the small publisher’s mill are catching the
reading public’s interest. Among the new books published last year were more important works of
fiction from Arab-Americans, African-Americans, Chinese-Americans, Mexican-Americans,
Caribbean-Americans, Native Americans and others. The so-called gay and lesbian novel is beginning
to escape the genre closet and stand on book-store shelves alongside traditional works.
       Book-groups, an old idea, are everywhere. Books are moving into motel and hotel rooms, where
a year ago one could find only a single title in a black binding. Now thousands of copies of Joel
Conarroe’s Six American Poets engage travellers in lonely rooms across the continent. There are
guidebooks and used book shops, and a few imaginative independent book-sellers thrive in the shadow
of ever-increasing numbers of superstores.
       Those who say the book is moribund often cite the computer as the asp on the mat. But the
electronic highway is for bulletin boards on esoteric subjects, reference works, lists and news—timely,
utilitarian information, efficiently pulled through the wires. Nobody is going to sit down and read a
novel on a twitchy little screen. Ever.
      In a curious way the computer emphasizes the unique virtues of the book:
      The book is small, lightweight and durable, and can be stuffed in a coat pocket, read in the
waiting room, on the plane. What are planes but flying reading rooms?
      Books give esthetic and tactile pleasure, from the dust-jacket art to the binding, paper,
typography and text design, from the moment of purchase until the last page is turned.
      Books speak even when they stand unopened on the shelf. If you would know a man or woman,
look at their books, not their software.
Study Questions

1. State the thesis of the essay in your own words.

2. Is this essay expository, narrative, argumentative, or persuasive?

3. Identify an example and explain the effect of three of the following stylistic techniques: metaphor,
   simile, allusion, rhetorical question, analogy.

4. What does Proulx mean when she says “Books speak even when they stand unopened on the

5. In a couple of thoughtful paragraphs, explain to what extent you agree with Proulx’s view of the
   relationship between books and computers. Draw from your own experience and knowledge to
   support your position.

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