This is the ambivalence I have always felt towards my own work, but which I have refused to internalise. Richard Howard writes in the foreword to The Pleasure of the Text by Roland Barthes: "In the puritanism of our expressivity, what can be said is taken - is likely - to be no longer experienced, certainly no longer enjoyed."

I analyse and write about what I like and enjoy, and I insist on searching for the words to describe this pleasure, and still go on enjoying afterwards. But then again, I have occasionally been accused of simply being lewd.