5 truths about reading that I learned from doing a Literature degree (and hating some of it)

There’s nothing like doing an English Literature degree to destroy your love of reading.

(Well, maybe DESTROY is a strong word. ‘Tamper heavily with’ is probably more appropriate.)

Let me provide some context. I took a Literature degree between 2011 and 2014 – and pretty early on, I realised that I disagreed with basically everything my lecturers taught me about books – and more specifically, what constituted as a ‘good’ or a ‘bad’ one.

Now, everyone’s entitled to their own opinion (of course), but it’s pretty intimidating when you feel as though you’re on one side of an argument, and literally everyone else is on the other. Where I loved (and still love) YA fiction, comedians’ biographies and the occasional classic, like Jane Eyre or Rebecca, my professors (and a lot of my student peers, too) valued Chaucer, Milton and Irvine Welsh. 

The more time went by, the more I saw how my preferences were so very different from the others on my course. I did not think that The Great Gatsby is the ‘great British novel’. I did not jump on the Shakespeare bandwagon. I thought Middlemarch was boring beyond belief, and I totally did not get the hype over Carol Ann Duffy (I still don’t).


The more I disagreed and the less I enjoyed my required reading, the more I started to doubt myself as a student… and feel removed from books as a whole.

Did I really belong to the literary world, if I didn’t enjoy its most revered authors? Was I on the right track in studying books, if I didn’t like any of the books that I was studying? Was I missing something about these famous reads that everyone else could see?

I felt outside of the clique, and ultimately, my doubts pushed me further and further away from the hobby I used to love. I A), no longer enjoyed reading and B), felt a little ashamed of my taste in books (as ridiculous as that sounds). I thought that the genres I liked indicated that I didn’t belong in literary circles… that they were ‘frivolous’ by comparison.


I fell out of touch with reading, and forgot how to enjoy it.

My old passion became synonymous with self-doubt and worry, and I rarely read for pleasure (both while I was studying and in the years after).

But then a miracle happened… in the form of a 3-hour round commute. (A sentence that I never thought I’d write.)

Yep – that certainly doesn’t sound like a miracle, but it was. As you can imagine, staring out of a train window with nothing to do lost its lustre quite quickly, and as a means to entertain myself, I decided to pick up a book again. But hell if I was going to spend my commute reading George Eliot or Austen – I was going to read the books I wanted… even if they were ‘trashy’.

I reached for YA fiction again. Sci-fi. The biographies of badass funny people. Anything that appealed.

And slowly… my love for books returned.

As soon as I embraced my favourite genres and allowed myself to nosedive back in, my addiction to reading returned in full force – and all the years I’d accumulated of feeling bad about my preferences came crumbling down.


I realised some things that I should’ve known, all along:

  1. Firstly – life is too short to trawl through books you’re ‘supposed’ to read. Though you can’t avoid reading books you don’t like while you’re studying a Literature degree, you have total control over what you choose to read in your spare time. Make sure that you read what you want to, not what you’re ‘supposed’ to by others’ standards (like Kerouac or Steinbeck). Everybody’s taste is different. Don’t be ashamed of yours.
  2. Books don’t have a hierarchy. There are no books that are fundamentally ‘better’ than others. You are not a lesser reader if you prefer romance stories about elves in NYC than some classic bigwig. If you enjoy it, that’s all that matters. Go ahead and read it!
  3. If it invokes emotion, entertains you or expands your imagination, it’s good. Even if it’s that elf book (which, by the way, I just realised sounds a lot like the movie Elf. Which is an amazing movie – so I would definitely read the shit out of that).
  4. If anybody judges you for your taste in books, that’s on them, not you. Reading is reading. End of.
  5. Embrace what you love… in terms of books, but also your other hobbies and interests! Cosplaying isn’t just for teens. Knitting isn’t just for 80-year-olds. Baking isn’t just for women. I’ll stress again – do what you enjoy, and don’t let outdated predilections stop you. Enjoy your life. 

At the end of the day, we all deserve to surround ourselves with things that make us happy.

So don’t let anyone else’s judgements – whether they come from a Literature department or a colleague or a stranger or an elf from Manhattan – stop you.



Quick afternote to people who’ve applied to study Literature at university…

Don’t let this article freak you out, please! I don’t regret studying English – I only regret what it did to my relationship with reading – and had I known the above before, I’m sure it would’ve been a hell of a lot more fun. I certainly would’ve had an easier time keeping the books I loved and the books I had to study in separate boxes! Go forward and embrace your university years and your course with an open mind.


    1. aurademeen

      Thanks so much! Appreciate the kind words. There are loads of really enjoyable classics out there (Jane Eyre and Rebecca as mentioned, along with The Woman In White and Dracula for me!) so they’re definitely worth a peek at… though as you’ve probably gathered from this post, I’m MUCH more likely to steer towards newer books too! X

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  1. Life As Najida

    Glad you fell in love with the genres you use to love reading before. GCSE English Literature kind of had the same effect on me and luckily I’m so done with it (hopefully I am. I guess I’ll see on results day!) but now started to read the books I love this summer and couldn’t care about Shakespeare and what not. Lived reading about your experience x

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      1. aurademeen

        Thanks so so much! Glad to hear you’ve fallen back in love with it too. It’s funny because you’d think that studying your hobbies would make you love them more, but often the opposite is true! X

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  2. hollywritingfinch

    Oh my god yes!! This blog post has totally converted me into your biggest fan. I didn’t even follow your blog or know it existed until five minutes ago. I’m studying for a literature degree just now and I feel out the ‘clique’ as you put it all the time for my love of YA fiction when I am meant to be enjoying Milton and Chaucer like my lecturers go on about. I can’t think of anything worse, to be honest. Sure, I love a bit of Jane Austen, but who doesn’t? I haven’t read half the books other students make references to in classes to make their answers sound smarter. This has made me feel so much better, you have no idea!

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    1. aurademeen

      Oh, I am THRILLED that this post has reached you!!! As you can imagine, I totally feel your pain. It’s 100% fine if you’re not as into your course books as everyone else – you can’t quantify or control what you emotionally connect to. There’s no shame if you don’t like them. Reading is such a personal thing. I hope that you’re able to find the balance between reading for pleasure and reading for learning and that it makes your degree more enjoyable 🙂 I’ve got your back if you need to vent! ❤


  3. mypassionprojects

    Really, truly loved this. I relate so much. Reading because you have to takes all the joy out of it! And life is too short to read books you don’t like, now that’s a rule to live by! So glad you refound your love for reading. ❤️

    Maud | My Passion Projects

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