Reading into Writing

That's what I've been doing the last couple of weeks. I'm slogging through the English course. The joys of reading (and reading into) essays is still not thrilling me. The recent article about Ray Bradbury being upset at how people routinely analyse Fahrenheit 451 suggests to me that this is an industry in and of itself: creating meanings out of authors' original works. And I'm now temporarily employed in that industry. Oh dear.