You Don’t Learn About Yourself By Being

The Idea Of Some Kind Of Objectively Constant, Universal Literary Value Is Seductive. It Feels Real. It Feels Like A Stone Cold Fact That In Search Of Lost Time, By Marcel Proust, Is Better Than A Shore Thing, By Snooki. And It May Be; Snooki Definitely Has More One-star Reviews On Amazon. But If Literary Value Is Real, No One Seems To Be Able To Locate It Or Define It Very Well. We're Increasingly Adrift In A Grey Void Of Aesthetic Relativism.

I Have Spent Many, Many Hours Reading J.k. Rowling's Work. I Am A Known 'harry Potter' Fan.

The Process Of Learning Is A Nonstop Orgy Of Wonderment.

I Got My Heart's Desire, And There My Troubles Began.

I Love Playing With The Conventions Of Fantasy, And Breaking Rules, And Crossing Lines.