While recounting Anka Silverberg’s tendency to rescue dying plants from other people’s yards, often to their dismay, I was struck by how Karen depicted her. With a precious plant bundled in her arms, her head bent to the side in adoration, a flower encircling her head like a halo, her robes lazily drooped around her […]
When we think of monsters, the werewolf is not one that may seem as complex as other monsters. At first thought a werewolf is someone who is manly, hairy, wears flannels and jeans, and howls at the moon. Personally the werewolf is one of if not my favorite monster because of its sheer ferocity and […]
One compelling aspect of Mongrels, by Stephen Graham Jones, is the wolf kiss that is going to happen between Brittany and the narrator. When Brittany brought up the wolf kiss to the narrator it shocked him, he had never heard of it, he went to his aunt Libby for clarification. She told her nephew, “…your …
Hello, and welcome back to my blog! In today’s post, I will be discussing the first eight chapters of Stephen Graham Jones’ novel Mongrels. This evening, I would like to analyze Jones’ novel through the lens of societal oppression. Upon close examination, it becomes apparent that the narrator’s family possesses many characteristics and experiences relatively prevalent […]
Jeffery Jerome Cohen said it best in his sixth thesis of Monster Theory: “Fear of the monster is really a kind of desire.” While in some novels and films this desire is subtle or perhaps more metaphorical, pointing out the dark desires for freedom or control within all of us, the age of Twilight, Teen […]
Hello, again! Welcome back to my blog! Today, I want to discuss Colson Whitehead’s Zone One, through the first half of the “Saturday” section. Whitehead is a very intelligent and thought-provoking author, and he manages to squeeze a myriad of societal commentaries into each of his novels. However, today, I would like to analyze Whitehead’s commentary […]
“Not God. Nature if you have to call it something. Correcting an imbalance. It kicks us out of our robotic routine, what they called my dad before we pulled the plug: persistent vegetative state. Comeuppance for a flatlines culture” (Whitehead 270). This quote is from the novel Zone One written by Colson Whitehead, a post-apocalyptic …
“She didn’t hear him, distracted by the evanescent currents of white flakes. ‘It looks like snow’”(Whitehead 231). Throughout Zone One, the ash that seems to fall from the sky and cover the streets plays a big role especially from Mark Spitz’s point of view. The ash is referred to in the beginning of the novel and it […]
“In the subway, down in the dark, no citizen was more significant or more decrepit than another” (Whitehead 267). Mark Spitz seems to be haunted by sameness– perhaps sparked by his perfectly mediocre, not-too-interesting and not-too-boring personality that renders him the most average person on earth, perhaps by his PASD which keeps him confused between […]
Everyone’s past affects them in their own way. The past may frighten us, it may give us a smile, it might worry us or give us something to look forward to. It’s like karma, we do something or worry about what we did or if we should do it, and how it will affect us […]
