English thoughts
Blogger's been killing things, so I'm not sure this will make it out to cyberspace. They say they've got things fixed, but I know better than believe that for more than a day or two.
English 302 (Major American Authors or, as I like to call it, "Everything You Read in High School") was pretty good today. One of the girls in class is apparently super-enthusiastic about most late 20th century lit, which is good because none of the rest of us really seem to be. She carried us into a fairly good study of Tennessee Williams'
A Streetcar Named Desire. I don't really care for the play, but at least now I understand the significance of it a little better.
I still love being an English Major. Dr. Mark, our Honors Theatre teacher, was talking about getting his BA in English today. He's directed a bunch of todays movie stars while they were struggling across New York stages. He's pretty hilarious, too. Dr. Edminster's pro'ly more my role model, but it's always nice to see how many people
have made something of themselves with an English degree.
I'm enjoying writing my papers, too. Steven Crane's "Open Boat" is a wellspring of ideas. I'm going with Hyper-realism, though. Just because I have a bit of a fancy for it. I think it's what makes some of todays writers especially strong, and others not so much. Sure, "sometimes a cigar is just a cigar", but just as often it's the key to an otherwise insignificant moment. People ask "why do you write these things?" but if you write them well the symbols, the implicit little facts and details can really bring it to life.
Of course, symbology is a real trick to do well.
But those that do....