'Quichotte' is Salman Rushdie's latest. But the act is getting old

That famous style has congealed in recent years; the flamboyance that once felt so free now seems strenuous and grating

How do writers privately define success? Is it a matter of sales, prizes, worshipful reviews? Yes, but only that? Are there more idiosyncratic metrics — a conviction in the value of the work or in the risks taken or, perhaps, the knowledge of the cost of its creation?
 
“What you hope to do is leave behind a shelf of books,” Salman Rushdie once said, quoting Martin Amis. “You want to be able to walk into a bookstore and say, ‘From here to here, it’s me.’”
 
A shelf of books. One wishes Amis had been more specific. Rushdie fills