Dog Ear Diary has just managed to define literature for us, using “Madame Bovary” as an example:

I know this is great literature, meticulously constructed by the author, full of symbolism, details and profound portrayals of human nature. But I just couldn’t sympathize with or like any of the characters, and I got bored.

The post before this insight provides a brief description of “A Leg to Stand On,” by Oliver Sacks. I read another book of his, “The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat” for my Writing with Style class, but it’s nonfiction.

Perhaps the things we read in school and can make little sense of are literature, and everything else isn’t?

One of my favorite books is “Girl, Interrupted” by Susanna Kaysen. It, too, is nonfiction, but is written in what could be a literary style. Ignore the Winona Ryder movie, it’s totally different.

I posted on Yahoo Answers the question “How would you differentiate literary fiction from genre fiction?” and got a singular answer from a demimonde00:

“Ooo tough one! They do blend together sometimes, and should more often. Generally, something can be identified as ‘genre’, and then everything else falls under the ‘literary’ category.

Generally genre fiction is concerned with certain subjects or settings and approaches its plot in a certain way. But these days the genres are getting fuzzier, and I think that’s a good thing.”

Though she didn’t specify what “that’s a good thing,” I’m not quite sure that I agree with the “everything else” category being called “literary fiction.” Kurt Vonnegut is clearly sci-fi, but he’s got some crazy ideas going on in his work which could be called literary. Can authors start out in a genre, but as their work becomes hailed as “classic” (or, as I saw on the cover of someone’s self-published tripe, “a towering literary achievement”) could they migrate over to literary with their formerly genre’d work in tow? Perhaps this is the “good thing” demimondeoo was talking about.

Is “literary” like love: do we know it when we see it?

Now that I’ve searched through the tags, here goes the blogrolls and links contained within the chosen blogs themselves. Thus begins narrowing down the useful ones.

A quick scan of Scathing Book Reviews links another blog I chose, goody, and blasts “Me Talk Pretty One Day,” which I rather liked.

Moments in Erasure mixes it up with Rudyard Kipling next to Red Hot Chili Peppers.

Attack of the 50-Foot Book also links to One Minute Book Reviews and Dog Ear Diary, a more personal take on reviewing work.

The Book Eater has a long blogroll, and a lot of the blogs’ names start with “book” which would seem promising. But the four I clicked on weren’t what I’m looking for.

One Minute takes more than a minute to go through, it’s interesting enough. I logged onto it in the midst of the “Delete Key Awards,” which seem to be like the anti-Oscars for books, and its writer (a professional in the publishing world it seems) includes the excerpts which qualify their books for the award. The writer, Janice Harayda, oddly refers to herself and the blog itself in the third person, and puts a copyright symbol underneath each and every post. Internal links include the GalleyCat.

The last item on the list, Read it or Weep, gets to stay because the librarians who run it have a large audience of people they interact with in real life every day, and those people probably aren’t looking for something high-concept to read on their lunch breaks.

I took a look at each blog on the first page of the “recent posts” under each tag and picked the following:

Poetry
Noah the Great is local.
Ocellus uses wordplay.
Monday’s Verse reviews.
Nectarfizz is multigenre.

Literature
Moderato is high art.
Moments in Erasure excerpts.
Scathing Book Reviews is self-explanatory.

Short Stories
Art of Storytelling is wordy.
Attack of the 50 Foot Book has little pictures of books.
The Book-Eater is hungry.

Classics
One Minute Book Reviews are pithy.

Books
Bertram’s Blog is educational.
Urban Fantasy Land has lots of links.

Writing
An Unreliable Narrator uses profanity.

Fiction
The Books of my Numberless Dreams is high-concept.
Read it or Weep is by a library reference staff.

In the vast blogging universe, tags quickly narrow down the search for content. Tags say, “This is what my post is about and if you are interested in this,then my blog should pop up when you search for it.” In my search for the blogosphere’s best literature, I’ve narrowed the field down to the following tags:

poetry, literature, review, short stories, classics, book list, books, writing, journal, English, poems, fiction, creative writing

From the tags, it’s easier to glean quality bloggery.