Thursday, October 9, 2008
Kindred
I was truly amazed at how much gorier, realistic, and dreadful the experience was reading this account of ante bellum south, versus watching a movie about it. Page 35 and 36's account of a run in with the local patrollers left me nauseated. It was astonishing how vivid my mind could make the scene, almost as if I were there myself lying in a ditch below the weeping slave. My mind could relate previous experiences of accidents where I had experienced some great deals of pain, and harness it in such a way that I could almost feel the striking whip. Octavia Butler's words must've been strictly chosen, as she has written a gut-wrenching scene of a slave beating. I can only imagine that her imagery will either maintain their realistic nature if they don't get more convincing.
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Thanks for the post, Bill. Let me challenge you to get beyond first-stage reading and think more deeply about the ways in which literary theory can lead to more sophisticated responses. For example, you could have worked with hooks in this post.
You missed your post today.
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