“What did people do before Prozac?” Lucia Berlin wrote in a letter to Lydia Davis. “Beat up horses I guess.” You can read a version of Davis’s foreword to Berlin’s stories on the New Yorker site (so do).
Better to read Moby-Dick on your phone than not to read it at all.
Still, Joan Didion has a related problem. At the Atlantic, Meghan Daum reads the new biography and considers Didion-ness: “Didion may be a white girl to whom generations of white girls have been disproportionately drawn, but she’s one we—and all kinds of readers—have desperately needed.”