It happens every now and then that we find someone toasting (or mourning) the death of the novel—this time, it’s Will Self’s turn.
“How do you think it feels to have dedicated your entire adult life to an art form only to see the bloody thing dying before your eyes?” At the Guardian, the British writer answers his own question with the transcript of his Richard Hillary Memorial Lecture. (Spoiler: it’s the Internet’s fault and Marshall McLuhan’s involved.)
