What is Literature?
What kind of stupid question is that?
This is why I do not like literature classes. I do like reading, and analyzing, and asking questions about texts. The problem is that sometimes people get a bit carried away with regards to asking questions. You are only supposed to ask them when you actually want an answer - and when you have something to gain from the answer.
Literature is just a word; and like every word, it has several meanings and shades of meaning. For instance, it is often thought of as 1) what pretentious old academics call their favorite books (or the books they want you to think are their favorites), but anyone who works with it in depth usually takes the broader definition of 2) any and all written art. A colloquial meaning, and the technical meaning. No need for a philosopher; this is a job for a linguist.
I do not care if "a book is the ax for the frozen sea inside us" (Kafka). I do not care if the goal of art is "to capture this world in such a way as to show how it is, but as though it had its source in human freedom" (Sartre). All I know is that I need books the way I need food, and that if I don't write, I will die. And that is enough of an answer for me.
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