Off with the old self!

okay, I'm speaking from a totally worldly POV here.

with no other meaning intended,

literature isn't really what we think it is. I think all of us who have studied lit have our own different ideals and expectations of lit and how it affects and moulds us.

and recently, I realise that I find no contentment in lit. reading books is still fun to me, but I think I have taken too much pride in it. I've been seeking to produce good pieces of writing that I will be satisfied with, to the point where the passion I've craved for writng is warped now. I type because I want it to be read. I see things the way I want to express to others.

perhaps being exposed to lit in the way schools handle the subject is pushing me to seek another way of life.