This is a bit awkward to confess, but I'll say it. Several books sit next to my bed, each partially finished. On my phone, I'm midway through thirty-six listening titles, which looks minor alongside the nearly fifty Kindle titles I've abandoned on my digital device. This does not include the growing stack of early editions beside my living room table, competing for blurbs, now that I am a professional author in my own right.
Initially, these stats might look to corroborate contemporary comments about current attention spans. A writer observed not long back how effortless it is to distract a individual's concentration when it is divided by online networks and the constant updates. The author remarked: “Maybe as readers' attention spans evolve the literature will have to adjust with them.” Yet as a person who once would doggedly get through whatever book I began, I now regard it a individual choice to stop reading a story that I'm not in the mood for.
I wouldn't believe that this tendency is a result of a short attention span – rather more it relates to the feeling of life passing quickly. I've always been struck by the monastic teaching: “Place mortality each day in mind.” Another idea that we each have a mere 4,000 weeks on this planet was as sobering to me as to everyone. However at what other moment in our past have we ever had such instant entry to so many amazing creative works, at any moment we want? A wealth of treasures meets me in each bookstore and within any device, and I aim to be purposeful about where I channel my attention. Is it possible “DNF-ing” a novel (shorthand in the book world for Incomplete) be not a sign of a weak intellect, but a discerning one?
Especially at a time when the industry (and thus, commissioning) is still led by a certain group and its quandaries. Even though exploring about people different from ourselves can help to build the muscle for empathy, we furthermore read to think about our own journeys and place in the universe. Until the titles on the displays more accurately depict the experiences, stories and concerns of prospective audiences, it might be quite hard to maintain their interest.
Of course, some authors are skillfully creating for the “modern attention span”: the concise style of selected modern works, the focused fragments of additional writers, and the short chapters of various modern stories are all a wonderful showcase for a shorter style and technique. And there is no shortage of craft guidance geared toward securing a consumer: hone that first sentence, enhance that start, raise the tension (more! further!) and, if writing crime, place a dead body on the beginning. Such guidance is all solid – a possible publisher, house or buyer will spend only a several limited seconds determining whether or not to forge ahead. It is no point in being contrary, like the person on a class I attended who, when questioned about the storyline of their novel, stated that “it all becomes clear about 75% of the through the book”. No author should put their follower through a sequence of difficult tasks in order to be grasped.
Yet I absolutely create to be understood, as far as that is feasible. On occasion that requires leading the consumer's attention, directing them through the plot step by succinct step. Sometimes, I've realised, understanding takes patience – and I must grant my own self (as well as other creators) the grace of wandering, of building, of straying, until I find something authentic. An influential writer makes the case for the story developing fresh structures and that, instead of the traditional dramatic arc, “other structures might help us envision new ways to create our stories alive and true, persist in producing our books novel”.
From that perspective, the two viewpoints converge – the fiction may have to change to suit the today's consumer, as it has constantly done since it first emerged in the 1700s (in its current incarnation currently). Maybe, like past writers, tomorrow's creators will return to serialising their works in newspapers. The next these creators may already be releasing their content, chapter by chapter, on online platforms such as those visited by many of frequent readers. Genres change with the period and we should allow them.
But we should not claim that every changes are entirely because of limited concentration. If that was so, concise narrative anthologies and flash fiction would be viewed considerably more {commercial|profitable|marketable