In critical study, I think that it's generally seen as a bit gross to interpret a text through a biographical or psychoanalytical lens. That makes sense. It's basically a given that a lot of the book or film will come from the writer's own experience, so not only will a prying critic come across as sensationalist, they also come across as an idiot. That puts me in an awkward position, because I don't want to come across as either, but these two works are practically begging to be read as autobiographies. I don't know what to do. The premise of my blog seems to be falling apart a bit.