What if you prefer tales of passionate alienation?

Or how about alienated passions?

Interesting article in today's Guardian. The conclusion was that overall, men--at least the men surveyed--had little interest in fiction, yet ran the literary world.

Then there was this strange aside:

The researchers also found that women preferred old, well-thumbed paperbacks, whereas men had a slight fixation with the stiff covers of hardback books.

FWIW, the article about women's favored fiction seemed equally dismissive. Not sure what I'd rather read, "all angst and Orwell", or "slash your wrist fiction."

What if you prefer tales of passionate alienation?

Or how about alienated passions?

Interesting article in today's Guardian. The conclusion was that overall, men--at least the men surveyed--had little interest in fiction, yet ran the literary world.

Then there was this strange aside:

The researchers also found that women preferred old, well-thumbed paperbacks, whereas men had a slight fixation with the stiff covers of hardback books.

FWIW, the article about women's favored fiction seemed equally dismissive. Not sure what I'd rather read, "all angst and Orwell", or "slash your wrist fiction."