Jai Maa, Jai Maa! Apologies! Am overloaded with work so this is just a really rough version of my ideas without quotes -may come back to it after midterms and when my diss reaches 60% completion. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yf6r5m0TM7Y – Click before reading! I never thought Greentea Peng could be so relevant to a 4th year university […]
Though atoms fall straight downward through the void by their own weight, yet at uncertain times and at uncertain points, they swerve a bit – enough that one may say they changed direction. – Lucretius (II 217-220) This was meant to be a tiny minor post and sadly I have another one in its […]
‘ It seems to us that without exception the experience and behaviour that gets labelled schizophrenic is a special strategy that a person invents in order to live in an unliveable situation’ – R.D Laing One reason I loved the look of the LRMH course was due to its emphasis on the dialogical nature of […]
I am too pure for you or anyone. Your body Hurts me as the world hurts God – Fever 103° The opening line to Plath’s electric poem ‘Fever 103°’ asks: ‘Pure? What does it mean?’. Good question Plath, but if I thought answering that was hard enough, The Bell Jar makes things much worse by […]
Precursor: I read 87 pages of H.G Wells’ The Invisible Man before realising it was in fact Ellison’s Invisible Man I was supposed to be reading. A promising start. Anyway, my idiocy and brashness aside, onto an analysis of the correct novel…. Ellison’s Invisible Man is a ‘difficult’ text on three levels. Firstly, it traces the difficult life of […]
Originally I used this post as a starting foundation for an Invisible Man post but I actually think this is more useful as a general framework for thinking about the relationship between language, reading, psychoanalysis and trauma/crisis. Keeping this here as a reference point and a cheat for giving a little more space to engage with […]
‘Death often is the point of life’s joke’— Vladimir Nabokov, Laughter in the Dark Given that Good Morning, Midnight is a modernist text which collapses temporal linearity through a series of dream sequences, flashbacks and drunken hazes, it seems appropriate to begin at the end by using the novel’s closing words of ‘yes-yes-yes…’ (157) as […]
Mirrors blur the line between reality and image, showing ourselves our surface double so that we may reflect on ourselves in 3D. Windows are boundaries which separate interior and exterior but also connect them; they can be opened to let the outside in, and the inside out. Crucially they are transparent mediums allowing us to see […]
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