I really hate being a literary snob. For the most part, I think that having a discriminating mind does not serve me. It does not make me happier to point out the flaws in other people’s work; in fact, I’m much happier when I can just sit back and enjoy something that contains flaws galore.
*The Da Vinci Code* made it very difficult. First of all, Dan Brown was dealing with heady stuff: cryptography and religion. That right there raises … Read the rest