"Tom Wolfe Got It Right"
Commentary on Wolfe's "My Three Stooges".
The fucked-up thing is that the Fort Bragg novella that immediately follows Wolfe's amazing essay, supposedly underlining the principles of literary realism, is one of the most unreadable pieces of crap ever written...
The moral of the story is: It's easier to edit and critique than to write fiction.
But Sheets is great: a pissed-off, right-wing, unpublished academic dyke writer who wants to shoot someone! You go gurl!