I took a class in college called “Readers, Writers, and Books”, mainly because my favorite professor was teaching it and partly because I thought it sounded straightforward enough. As a Literature major, I had been taking handfuls of intensive theory classes. I was hoping for a bit of an easier time. Of course, I should have known better than to judge a class by its title. I’ll spare you the nitty gritty, but the primary goal of the class was…
Reading Can Be Exhausting
