Sunday, October 23, 2011

Week 9


Marshall Crantford
Cline
October 23, 2011
Letter


Dear Mrs. Cline,


                Thus far, the class has been a blast.  I have negotiated through many conflicting obstacles trough this first half of the semester.  I started off the semester worried about making a video blog, which little did I know was the absolute least of my worries!   

                The class has given “writing intensive” a new meaning.  The constant grueling weekly essays have been quite a change to stay creative and on target with.  The recent Frankenstein essay is hands down the most stress I have felt this semester, with reason, since it was the longest requirement with the most criteria.  Reading the book was a great and humbling experience, however, reflecting on it in an essay was a daunting task!
                I feel much achieved with my current grade and hope to maintain and further increase it for the remainder of the semester.  This first half of the semester is proof that, despite there is many difficult hurdles to overcome; I am indeed capable of overcoming them.  I feel grateful to have a teacher that has provided all the information for every assignment upfront and made it as less stressful as possible.

Sincerely,

Marshall

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Rough Draft


Emotion and Reasoning
            The gap between reasoning and emotion is broad.  Reasoning is harbored by the mind to make decisions, govern thoughts, and manipulate bodies.  Emotion is harder to understand, and exponentially more difficult to control.  It exists as a layer of human characteristic that can be viewed and studied, but never fully mastered.  Emotion distorts perception, yet occasionally makes it clearer.  Without the equilibrium of reasoning and emotion, the study of human thought can’t be touched upon.  In her novel, “Frankenstein”, Mary Shelley details the struggle of an ambitious doctor, Victor Frankenstein, who discovers the secret to creating life while making a hideous monster that soon controls and dismantles his life.  Mary creates Victor as a psychological foil to his own creation by, succumbing Victor to his hunger for scientific knowledge, allowing the monster to be ruled by emotion, and having Victor and his creature’s lives bound together.

            As Victor’s story is told, his deleterious need for scientific knowledge quickly becomes apparent.  Victor begins his research with the intention of creating or restoring life.  As he progressed, he continually ignored the boundaries of science; becoming more and more enveloped in his work.  Moments after his successful reanimation of the monster’s hewn body, Victor recalls, “I had worked for nearly two years, for the sole purpose of infusing life into an inanimate body.  For this I had deprived myself of rest and health” (Shelley 34).  With his mind so narrowly-centered on this task, everything else became meaningless: even his own health.  Judging by his thoughts and actions, it appears his mental health also severely deteriorated.  Frankenstein continues his thoughts, admitting, “I had desired it with an ardour that far exceeded moderation” (34).  Victor carried out what he wanted to accomplish, yet he never stopped to question if he should.  In his almost maniacal endeavor he swiftly realizes his product isn’t all that he imagined.  Victor then says, “but now that I had finished, the beauty of the dream vanished, and breathless horror and disgust filled my heart” (34).  Victor’s creation came to life bringing with it regret; something Victor wrestles with to his death.  Frankenstein further approaches lunacy in his research as he tries to keep everything secret.  He takes great consideration in all his actions to hide what he has done and what is happening.  Even on his wedding night he fails to tell his wife from what danger he is sending her away.  His pride in knowledge leads him to cover up his actions without consideration to the problem that he is enhancing.  Overall, this heartless thirst for knowledge is something that Shelley may have suffered from herself.  Critic, Christopher Small writes in his article, "[Percy] Shelley and Frankenstein,” that “Shelley, like Victor Frankenstein, had an early passion to learn “the secrets of heaven and earth”; one may say that in both the drive was inherent” (Small 208).  As a shared trait, Mary showed through Doctor Frankenstein that there may be grave consequences to blindly succumbing to the allure of knowledge.  

            The monster, in the novel, falls prey to his loneliness and emotions.  As soon as he is created, his battle with rejection begins.  To the average human he is a complete freak: born out of science, revolting to the sight.  Victor describes him grotesquely saying, “his yellow skin scarcely covered the work of arteries and muscles beneath” (Shelley 34).  With his unchangeable traits, he knows that he will never be accepted: the one thing that he wants.  Frankenstein’s monster becomes increasingly dangerous as his emotions boil.  In misguided revenge, he begins to kill off Frankenstein’s friends and relatives despite Victor being his only human contact.  His depression leads to senseless murder.  While bargaining for Victor to make him a companion, he says, “you still refuse to bestow on me the only benefit that can soften my heart, and render me harmless” (100).  Here, the monster, though intelligent, fails to see that emotions are illogical.  He believes that he will be harmless and that his emotions will logically change even though it is obvious that his emotions rule him into maniacal action.  The monster’s insanity is masked by his eloquence with words, but little else.  Judging by his actions – a continual self-defeating murderous rampage – he cannot control himself or his tendencies.  It is only when his lunatic goal of killing Frankenstein is fulfilled that he finally sees his error.  Within his lengthy closing speech to Walton, the explorer, over Victor’s death, the monster explains, “But it is true that I am a wretch.  I have ... grasped to death his throat who never injured me or any other living thing” (155).  The being saw that his action was founded on injustice.  He also exclaims, “for whilst I destroyed his hopes, I did not satisfy my own desires” (154).  In Frankenstein’s death his misery driven endeavor was shown to be purposeless.  In an article titled, “Coming Unstrung: Women, Men, Narrative, and Principles of Pleasure,” Susan Winnett believes that a “series of brutal rejections ... transform the creature’s beautiful soul into a murderous one” (Winnett 296).  Alternatively, the soul or underlying character of the monster isn’t transformed entirely.  Instead, the monster’s true soul is so overwhelmed by his intense grief that he cannot function naturally.  His goodness is recovered in his final epiphany, once the emotions are overlooked.

            Mary Shelley created Doctor Frankenstein and his creation to be foils of each other; even to the death.  While Victor continually drives himself with logic, his monster is mastered only by his own emotions.  However, neither of them find themselves even close to stable in their minds.  This dichotomy of emotion and reasoning are depicted perfectly to show the weakness in having only one.  Mary Shelley saw that too much in one direction leads to disaster: exactly how the situation ended.  With Frankenstein and the monster in a tumultuous battle, it is seen how emotion and reasoning cannot fight in order to have stability.  As the monster finally understood what he had been doing, Frankenstein was dead.  The monster could see with logic that he was wrong when Victor could no longer use it.  The feelings of the two also parallel each other.  As one of their lives become increasingly worse the other matches it.  In Barbara Johnson’s article, “My Monster/My Self,” she suggests that, “Frankenstein recognizes in Walton an image in himself and rejects in the monster a resemblance he does not wish to acknowledge” (Johnson 243).  Barbara’s insight shows that Frankenstein was unwilling to accept what he knew was true: that the monster was a product of Frankenstein and in turn was a part of him.  The monster acts as the complementary half to what Frankenstein is missing: emotion.  During the monster’s speech to Walton, he cries, “I shall die, and what I now feel be no longer felt” (Shelley 156).  Being bound to Victor he kills himself.  The two both die as separate halves of the same person.

            Reasoning and emotion both have their flaws.  But the flaws can be healed by having the two together.  Emotion cannot be easily handled because doing so would be logical, and logic is with reasoning.  With Frankenstein and his monster holding their respective traits, Mary Shelley created them as foils of each other psychologically.  Frankenstein could only feel with his mind.  He created the monster out of an unnatural drive to gain knowledge.  He wanted to see if he could achieve the impossible without regard to the consequences.  The monster on the other hand wants little.  He desires only to be loved or to have a companion.  His strife and turmoil only lead him to terrible things.  Despite his good intentions, emotion from rejection cannot be overcome.  Mary Shelley formed these perilous characters to fully embody the forms of reasoning and emotion.  Through them she shows readers the dangers of imbalance.  Walton in the story learns from seeing the both Frankenstein and monster.  He learns that reasoning and emotion must meet together to avoid meeting a wretched fate.

Works Cited
Johnson, Barbara. “My Monster/My Self.” Frankenstein. W. W. Norton & Company Inc., 1996.   241-251. Print.
Shelley, Mary. Frankenstein. New York: W. W. Norton & Company Inc., 1996. 1-156. Print.
Small, Christopher. “[Percy] Shelley and Frankenstein.” Frankenstein. W. W. Norton &
            Company Inc., 1996. 205-208. Print.
Winnett, Susan. “Coming Unstrung: Women, Men, Narrative, and Principles of Pleasure.”            Frankenstein. W. W. Norton & Company Inc., 1996. 287-301. Print.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Summary of a Critical Response

Percy Bysshe Shelley
                The article “Shelley” residing in my copy of Frankenstein was written in 1817, and published November 10th, 1832.  Its author, Percy Bysshe, begins the article trying to understand the psychology behind Mary Shelley’s thought process.  Bysshe expresses deep interest in the origin of the blatantly weird motivation Shelley found to write “Frankenstein”.    The article continues down a path of emotion analysis of how the reader of Frankenstein will react personally.  Bysshe describes the monster as shockingly compassionate and peaceful, but human like in the sense it could flip like a switch and be sheer evil.  The continual theme of one incident after another, never catching a break is discussed in the article to support why the author Bysshe thinks you will feel a certain way. 




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Response

                I found Bysshe’s article to be an analysis of Frankenstein, one I agree with.  I feel my deep desire to know what was going through Chunk Palahniuk’s head when he wrote “Fight Club” to be right up the ally of Bysshe’s desire to analysis Shelley’s motivation to write “Frankenstein”.  I find the theme of never catching a break in Frankenstein most true, I feel like I can’t turn the page without another conflict arising.  Even though the suspense is at times hard to cope with, it adds to the motivation that keeps you ripping through the pages.  I also agree with the ideology behind the monster.  I think it is first perceived as an animal that knows no wrong, but as the story progresses becomes more human when it displays human traits of revenge.

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Blog Post #6- Reflections on Revision

Writing has been a daunting task all through grade school, and more so at the college level.  I think its safe to say for every new teacher requesting some form of writing throughout my academic career thus far has taught a different form of pre-writing.  These processes such as: outlines, four squares, webs, ect usually amount to sheer frustration.  Often times, once introduced to my topic, I spend a great deal of my time figuring out what my thesis is.  Once I have my thesis I like to jump into writing.  I may not know what transition words or topic sentences I will use for each paragraph, but I do have an understanding of what I am trying to accomplish.  Last semester in English 101, we had mandatory pre-writing to turn in for a grade.  I felt it was quite a barrier for my writing process and ended up finishing my essay first and BSing my way though an outline after the fact. 


When it comes to my current draft, I'm by no means happy with the grade I achieved.  Although, it is a rough draft, which I consider to be my form of per-writing.  I have a rough structure to my essay, most of everything that needs to be there is, and because I'm now equipped with feedback, I can take my rough draft / per-writing and forge it into the higher grade I desire.  Specifically, I'm going to make it more clear who my message is intended for as the reader.  The essay makes perfect sense in my head, because when I read it I'm most likely implying I already know what I'm talking about or the idea I put on paper is associated with what I have in my head. It's hard to isolate what I have in my head from what is on paper.  I need to work on reading exactly what I have on paper and what sense it makes despite what I was trying to transpire from my head to paper.  There are a few minor grammar and spelling mistakes I will be sure to address.  Finally I will possibly try to reconstruct some of my ideas so they are more clear.

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Sunday, September 25, 2011

Close Reading of a Passage

“The different accidents of life are not so changeable as the feelings of human nature.  I had worked hard for nearly two years, for the sole purpose of infusing life into an inanimate body.  For this I had deprived myself of rest and health.  I had desired it with an ardour that far exceeded moderation; but now that I had finished, the beauty of the dream vanished, and breathless horror and disgust filled my heart.  Unable to endure the aspect of the being I had created, I rushed out of the room, and continued a long time traversing my bed-chamber, unable to compose my mind to sleep.”


 http://quercuscalliprinos.blogspot.com/2011/05/despair-guilt-and-remorse-in.html

                This excerpt proved vital to me thus far into the book.  So far the two major controlling ideas are: Victor reanimating a dead body, and his guilt for the adverse affects of playing God.  The concept of thinking something will make you happy for longer than you anticipate such as the car you drive, size of your house, or paycheck was a major theme of my English 101 class, and is somewhat relatable to the psychology of Victor in Frankenstein.   My English 101 class read a book “Discovering PopularCulture” that discussed the American Dream and overall happiness.  Many authors depicted what Americans’ defined happiness as, and why they were wrong to think something material would make them happy for as long as they think.   I find this relatable to Victor because of how he went about his creation.  He deprived himself sleep and health because he was so sure that the product of his hard work would yield success far out weighing any trials he would endure in the process of creating the monster.  Like many Americans who swear on a new car being that thing they so badly need to feel truly happy and remain in a fantasizing state that blocks out the reality of potential consequences, Victor remains so engulfed in his work he fails to forecast any negative outcome that may be the verdict of his action.  Victor defined his health and happiness’s around the construction of his creation, and now that it has been constructed and so many things are going so terribly wrong he spends his days now wishing it away.  I believe the overwhelming guilt and sorrow for his actions leading to the death of two loved ones will play out to influence the rest of the story as a new controlling idea.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Essay 2

Atrox

            The seriousness of the tone does not leisurely progress, for it too fears.  The world’s surety of tomorrow is gone, “Turning and turning in the widening gyre” (line 1).  The vocabulary bank lacks words to continue a rhyme scheme that depicts the atrocity of “The Second Coming”.  All that starts must come to an end; it’s the prophecy of the wicked end.  The world is victim to what we created.  Your Second Coming is here, a new age awaits you and the “rough beast” (line 21) is here to rule.  Yeats calls to elements of literature several times to evoke the otherwise impossible message of the spiraling world he is clinging too.

            A vivid picture is the product of the first stanza.  Objects are used to create meaningful and enticing realization such as a falcon that has ventured so far down its flight plan it no longer tamed by its falconer, as it should be.  The event of a falconer losing their falcon is by all means tragic, but tragic for them personally, the world remains stable despite one falconer’s gaping heart (line 2).  However, when such a personal tragedy is used to describe everyone, everything, the world; we all feel the anguish of that falconer loosing what defines them.  “The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity” (lines 7-8), the once majestic falconer has been brought down to nothing without his falcon, those who lacked the willpower to master such a feat as forming a pact with a wild predator have never been so optimistic at this great expense.

            Do you dare place hope in the uncertain?  A new age is rapidly approaching; not concerned about a fair landing zone.  Is it Armageddon?  Is there anything else that can be lost besides mere hope in such a crisis?  You want The Second Coming so bad you can see it, is it real?  “Hardly are those words out when a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi troubles my sight” (lines 11-14).   It’s here, what you wanted so terribly bad, but now you don’t want it.  Your faith has been extinguished by the “rough beast” (line 21).  Yeats begs your imagination with personification in the second stanza when he gives a naturally innocent thing cruel human domineer, “A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun” (line 15).  The sun makes an appearance everyday making life possible, yet Yeats gives it a human trait of “pitiless”.            

             Just as Yeats turned on the sun; in the third and final stanza he signifies through his hopeless voice that the last twenty centuries of potential progress made was in vein, “vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle” (line 20).  Yates equipped with imagery replicates his final hellish realization that during this progress a beast harnessing the Armageddon for the last twenty century’s of progress had been brewing.  The stanza has a voice about it like someone falling to their death finds everything to make shocking sense all at once.  Even though it’s a blunt few seconds before they indent the Earth with their life, so many things all come together to make regrettable sense. 

            William Butler Yeats embarked on potentially the scariest time of the world.  Nothing was guaranteed, not even the next moment.  The pain of losing centuries of logic, democracy, and discrepancy has not returned to the magnitude he so vividly describes with his bold tone, imagery, and personification.  The whole ordeal expressed in the poem might not be something describable in traditional communication, perhaps he resorted to these literary elements to provide body language you associate with his words to understand in depth what he was proclaiming that he was unable to summon with his petrified body. 

 
Works Cited
            Yates, William Butler “The Second Coming”. Poetry Foundation. 1989. 14 September 2011. http://www.poetryfoundation.org/search/?q=the+second+coming

-I'm not sure if I got the works cited/internal citations correct. I'm open to all criticism.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

The Second Coming

A Second Coming Analysis

After reading the collection of poems, I remained most interested in “A Second Coming”.   Poetry is hard for me to enjoy.  Several times it was briefly covered throughout grade school; all resulting in perplexing headaches.  The only thing I proved to myself I had retained was noticing specific words or phrases capitalized in the middle of a text that would not otherwise be capitalized.  In the second stanza of the poem “The Second Coming” is as previously stated capitalized; indicating a reference to significance, name or title, ect.  I’m by no means a speculator of theology, however; I do recall associating the phrase The Second Coming to Jesus returning to Earth, beyond that, I will have  to ask Google.

I feel the first stanza really paints a vivid picture that depicts how someone who just experienced the absolute anguish of the First World War feels.  I imagine based on the first stanza the world was an unsure place that felt like it was out of synch; nothing was as it should be.  It’s as if the author witnessed the Earth’s crust split open and watched Hell’s contents ransack the world.  The joy in the world the author lived for was extinguished by this event and replaced by the worst possible opposite.

The rest of the poem is tough for me to breakdown and depict.  I don’t see any bright light at the end of this tunnel so to speak.  I think William Yeats was foreshadowing the religious belief of Armageddon.  I find it harder to relate to him.  I certainly believe the world at that time conveyed to people living during the event of the World War the end was near, a sense of desperation and dire need of a higher power to fix the injustice and restore the world to its previous state.

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