The joy of being a writer today is that you can claim your work’s flaws are all there by design. Plot doesn’t add up? It was never meant to; you were playfully reworking the conventions of traditional narrative. Your philosophizing makes no sense? Well, we live in an incoherent age. The dialogue is implausible? Comedy often is. But half the jokes fall flat? Ah! Those were the serious bits.
— B.R. Meyers (via Julia Galef)
