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A: From the 1950's to the 1960's, I think that there is a chance for once in a lifetime opportunity to publish Jewish literature. . Those who have an ordinary mind will not think about teaching right now without mentioning American literature. Now they are no longer classified as Jewish literature, but they are "literature" - part of the norm
There is a shelf that is marked by sub-genre of American literature, American Jewish experience. It is as short as this shelf, but it squat down under the weights of American great writers - Bessie, Ross, Malamud, Heller, Mailer, these are obvious. Jonathan Safran Foer has been very successful in his twenties. Everything is bright, very noisy, very close, his latest work. I am here "This solemn rude company for ten years". This is a long, huge, chaotic, addition to this type that is largely successful (if not complete). The book is painfully stolen everywhere in a distant, elevated, and passive secular East Coast American Jewish family.
Most readers do not want to admit, but the simple stories in American childhood are myths. This is especially true of the nationwide experience of the United States. From Henry Ross's "Call It Sleep" to Junto Diaz's "Surabaya", we abandoned the idea that everyone could enter an adult without any loss. Toni Morrison's 11 novels are full of characters, and their childhood is as embarrassing as Oedipus of Mount Sesalon: Pecola Breedlove and Milkman Dead; Denver and Seneca; Frank Money and Gold Gray. Her novels are scattered with broken black bodies, but Morrison is more interested in the role that human experience can take away from mental and physical injuries to accept existing African American experience It is.