Nothing has made the act of writing seem so lethargic and difficult as my first semester of university English. I am, as I type, contemplating a faculty switch in order to complete my degree in Evolutionary Biology rather than literature. The problem is not with how I am being taught to write, but with what I am being taught about how to read.
My professor says that any interpretation of a work that can be convincingly argued for is equal to the interpretation the author intended when writing the work; the interpretation he geared all of his expertise and device and consideration toward producing for his reader. Dr. Olchowy is extremely fond of reminding her class of the demotions authors have received at the hands of the academy over the last thirty years. As a person who places priority on research-informed explanation and as a poet, I am frustrated and insulted.