miércoles, 30 de marzo de 2011

Eye Spy... Segregation, Maturity, And Memory

As I started reading The Bluest Eye, the cover struck me as if the book were going to talk about the various differences and emotional harms of racism; specifically in the time of heavy segregation. I plotted a whole story out about the jealousy and the resentment a young black girl had towards her white counterparts. That she (the narrator) may even have a white friend. I'm pretty sure this topic may come up further in the novel, to which I will relate Jane Elliot's brown vs. blue eyes experiment.

The second thing that stood out to me was the juxtaposition in the beginning with the child-like prose that went faster and faster which was then proceeded by a very educated extended metaphor. I didn't quite understand why the author did this at first but later upon reading "I learned quickly, however, what I was expected to do with the doll: rock it, fabricate storied situations around it, even sleep."(P.21) I think I understand. This child is not an ordinary child. She has what people would call an "old soul" because her descriptions are so vivid and colorfully described.

Lastly, the structure of the novel seems to mimic a person reminiscing. The inconsistency from one paragraph to the next separated by a gap suggests a loss in the train of thought; something that tends to happen to those who suffer from alzhimers. (This supported by the fact that the beginning of the following paragraph shows little continuity.) Also, the narration (nun) starts in first person but then makes its way to third person.

That's what I have so far. I guess I'll just have to keep reading.

jueves, 24 de marzo de 2011

There's Something You Should Know

This was bugging me today... I hear someone (a classmate) say unconscience over and over again and it got on my nerves...

Conscience:the inner sense of what is right or wrong in one's conduct or motives, impelling one toward right action. A.K.A., the little people who stand on your shoulders.


Consciousaware of one's own existence, sensations, thoughts,surroundings, etc. think of what being UNconscious means







Look at the pretty picture!

martes, 15 de marzo de 2011

Too Much? Maybe.

Upon my starting of  The Heart Of Darkness, I found myself excited beacuse, well come on! Conrad just throws you into the situation. All the imagery had me in a bliss... until I hit the second page. Happiness didn't last very long. I found myself struggling to follow along, my attention simply wouldn't cooperate.

When thinking about the description in the novel, I only think to say that it may even have too much.  I wouldn't go as far as to compare it to reading 20,000 Leagues Under The Sea again (needless to say I hated it) but still... I don't mean to sound ignorant because clearly it's a very dense piece and the description is mostly part of the many metaphors and key to the imagery, but at times I'd like a mental break. Thusfar, it goes throughout the whole novel. To say, "The sun set; the dusk fell on the stream, and the lights began to appear along the shore." (4) is fine, but to follow it with: " The chapman lighthouse, a three-legged thing erect on a mudfalt, shone strongly. Lights of ships moved in the fairway- a great stir of lights going up and going down." (4-5) is a little much; especially when the descriptions are like that for most of what happens.

I actually think this would be a perfect novel for a film maker to try. It would make it really easy for the director to re-build.