A full 12 years after Candace Bushnell wrote “Sex and the City,” a frothy book that became the first in a long line of martini-stylish, souffle-light novels for women, the genre is at last settling into a place of acceptance and stability. Nowadays:
• Despite hand-wringing in some quarters of academia, chick lit is discussed in college classrooms and graduate schools.
• Despite sighs from many book critics, it takes up as much space as ever in bookstores.
• And, despite heaps of ridicule, it continues to attract readers by the score. A glance at the best-seller lists is enough to tell you that, and publishing industry data confirms it.
So, at the 12-year mark, what can be said about chick lit? It came. It sold.
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