I have a confession to make. I love Jonathan Franzen. According to Christian Lorentzen, the question of love is what Franzen has been asking me, and wants me to answer. And I’m happy to answer it, even if, as suggested by framing it as a “confession,” I’m aware that I’m setting myself up to probably fall in line with a million clichés about Stuff in Our High-Brow Hipster Culture That People Don’t Like. And I don’t blame them for not liking them. I dislike a lot of them as well. But I also can’t help that the fact remains: I Read more