Literary theory is a trip. I just spent roughly a year, off and on, studying the topic. I watched Professor … Continue reading What’s the Point of Literary Theory Anyway?
Since the 1930s Formalism has positioned literary art as independent of author, era, and even possibly meaning. It promises that … Continue reading To the Guy in My MFA Class* Who Believes Art “Has Nothing to Do with Race”
I first read James Wood’s How Fiction Works nearly ten years ago, shortly after it was published. And it hasn’t aged well. … Continue reading When Literary Criticism Doesn’t Work
Different institutions give it various names. Narrative Strategies. Textual Strategies. Literary Theory. Readers and Writers. But whatever you call it, … Continue reading The MFA Class No One Likes
I inherited my mother’s rage. And she had a lot to be angry about. Growing up in small-town Kennewick in … Continue reading Rage Against the Dying of the Light