I think Lessing might turn out to be an inspiration to all authors. Besides her admirable disdain for the Nobel Prize and its process, apparently lately she has been writing “fourth-rate science fiction”. Does that mean third-rate or better SF will become deserving of wider acclaim? Perhaps not, as the quotation is from professional cultural scold Harold Bloom, and is meant by him as proof of her unfitness for the award. On the other hand, who gives two shits what Harold Bloom thinks?
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