I read some extracts of the first one (can't remember the title). I had to because my pupils were absolutely thrilled with it and I wanted to realize what it was all about. And I still think what I thought then. It's harmless. If you add some "real" literature.
I don't want realism. I want magic! Yes, yes, magic. I try to give that to people. I do misrepresent things. I don't tell the truth. I tell what ought to be truth (Blanche/A streetcar named desire)
