I simply cannot take it anymore. Iâm here to correct the egregious mistake and to sew the wound shut. I am here to correct what youâve heard
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âThe death of the author means we do not seek to âresolveâ art through its creators. At the end of the day, the death of the author is about the consumer of the art. Itâs about the consumption of art without ever stopping to ask the author what they want or what they wanted, at least not directly. The reader can ask themselves what they think the author may have intended, but such a reading or interpretation is still rigorously based on the art itself.â
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The death of the author isnât about âheadcanonâ. Itâs not about eradicating authorial craft and labor. Itâs about interrogating a text for what it is. Itâs about resisting the parasocial drive to seek validation from artists. Itâs about thwarting censorship and moralization. Itâs about interrogating our own interpretive role. Itâs meant to get us closer to the text itself while recognizing all the impediments in the way of any kind of âpureâ reading.
In a way, the death of the author leads inevitably to the death of the audience. We are not entitled to a position of authority just because weâve dethroned the author. This is about centering the art itself and asking more intelligent and creative questions about that art.














