for Week Five
WRITE SOMETHING ABOUT A CHARACTER
RECOGNIZING A TRUTH ABOUT THEMSELVES OR THEIR LIVES
This, of
course, is the overall form of many stories.
Many of Joyce’s short stories are like this. Arabi ends:
I lingered before her
stall, though I knew my stay was useless, to make my interest in her wares seem
the more real. Then I turned away slowly and walked down the middle of the
bazaar. I allowed the two pennies to fall against the sixpence in my pocket. I
heard a voice call from one end of the gallery that the light was out. The
upper part of the hall was now completely dark.
Gazing up into the darkness I saw myself as a creature driven and derided by vanity; and my eyes burned with anguish and anger.
Gazing up into the darkness I saw myself as a creature driven and derided by vanity; and my eyes burned with anguish and anger.
When
Macbeth sees life as a ham actor, “full of sound and fury, signifying
nothing”, he’s thinking of his own life,
of course. He’s messed up.
An insight, however, does not necessarily have to
be pessimistic. Many of Wordsworth’s
insights about his childhood are deepening and sustaining for him. Seeing the daffodils makes him look into his
own future and see in advance the comfort of
remembering them.
You
could write a whole story, or a whole novel, which reveals a character to themselves, or you could write a description of a
moment. Indeed any original description you can do has the effect of bringing the things or
people described alive as if they’ve never been seen in that way, or even
‘properly’, before.
So,
really, this task could be brought down simply to how to represent something or someone originally. In
the 1930s there was a school of writers about literature who saw good writing
as ‘making strange’. A good piece of
writing makes us see something familiar as if it were suddenly not familiar at
all. We see it through new eyes, or
perhaps through the eyes of a child. Often the experience of a different culture
can make you see your own the more sharply through the contrast. My son is at a stage of his life when he
reminds me of things like this. For
example, that for all the miracles we read about in the Bible and
elsewhere, the greatest miracle of all
is that the universe should exist at all.
And this is something we take for granted every day as we chew our soggy
toast and complain about the rain.
One
last point: writing which shows by
making strange does not necessarily have to be naturalistic.
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