I seem to find myself 100% in agreement with Kathryn Anderson on
Literary Criticism.
I've done it to pass English classes; take the idea and interpret the
story in terms of it. It's an interesting game or exercise, but when one
deliberately attemtps to read something in to a story, one is finding
what one seeks.
I've just thought about some of the books I've intended to write in
terms of how they'd be analyized by someone who wanted to make a point
or pass an essay, and I'm horrified. In telling a story of male bonding
and coming of age, I could be labelled a mysogynist. In writing a story
about a twin brother and sister's seperate journeys to break the Evil
Overlord's hold on their family, I may be tapping the Jungian idea of
anima/animus (which is fine by me, I do like the idea) or I haven't
(Fruedian) resolved my attraction to my own brother. Ick. Why should
someone who doesn't know me pass judgement on my family life. Another
story, a love story is set partly back in in medival England and partly
in modern day. Christianity is therefore referenced in the story, but if
one were to start analyzing it in Christian terms, well, I'm not
Christian and if someone wants to compare the girl to the Virgin Mary
it's somethinghappening in their head, definitely not mine. As an
author, I think my intent ought to count for something-- not that there
aren't points to the theoretical critiquess mentioned above. If I get
back to the coming of age story, I may need to add a better female
character (what am I thinking now? I was going to add the Susan
Calvinish figure in just another few chapters).
*sigh* It's hard enough to write a story without wondering what a critic
will turn it into.