Literature was all about: love, sex, morality, friendship, happiness, sufering, betrayal, adultery, good and evil, heroes and villains, guilt and innocence, ambition, power, justice, revolution, war, fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, the individual against society, success and failure, murder, suicide, death, God. And barn owls. Of course, there were other sorts of literature—theoretical, self-referential, lachrymosely autobiographical— but they were just dry wanks. Real literature was about psychological, emotional and social truth as demonstrated by the actions and rejections of its.