ENG 203 Final: Would You Like to Share With the Class?

To wrap up this semester, our class was asked to tell a story about our experience with criticism. Specifically if we had formed any questions, discovered any answers, and whether we will bring what we did learn into our future. Initially I found this prompt daunting, primarily because this class has altered my outlook on learning so much. However, I ended up honing in on one trait that I saw affect both my personal and academic life.

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A Reflection on Motivation

It shocks me that the semester is coming to a close; I feel like so much information has been presented to me in a surprisingly short span of time. Our final assignment for Dr. McCoy’s class is a self-reflective essay, one where we must contemplate what our work means. Why do we read, and what impact (if any) does our work have on the world? We were encouraged to consider these questions over break, and so, I thought about my mother.*

*A quick edit: I just read Toby’s post about the discovery of personal meaning in his work, which I both genuinely enjoyed and see as related to my posed question of motivation.

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Artistic Muscle

All semester, our class has discussed the concept of “interdisciplinarity”, or the relationship between different academic disciplines. Although I don’t always see it as the most thrilling book, Interdisciplinarity by Joe Moran has proven key to this course. Most recently, we were asked to read a chapter about the sciences, which I immediately shied away form. I’ve always had an aversion to science; I could never understand a lot of it, while it really clicked for others. I felt behind, and so once I found other subjects that I was more comfortable with, I stuck with them exclusively. It’s a very insulated way to learn, one that I’m beginning to try and grow out of. And so far, college as a whole is encouraging such a change.

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Davis, Everett, and Edgar

In our last class, my group tackled “Logic” by Percival Everett. As we struggled to comprehend what could tie all of these stanza together, one seemingly all-encompassing idea appeared to us. We found the idea of the interplay of parts and wholes, and were able to take that in so many different directions. Now, I’ve been desperately trying to find a way to talk about music once again. Luckily, today’s class and the subsequent ideas proposed by the group have given me the perfect foundation to launch into a discussion of parts within music.

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People and Faces, People and Names

Across many cultures, names grant a sense of identity and individuality. One google of “why are names important?” returns many results, most of which explore various issues of identity coupled with a potential sense of otherness. I bring this up because the concept of the importance of names just doesn’t stop appearing in Percival Everett’s work. To quickly return to I am Not Sidney Poitier, consider Not Sidney. So much in his life occurs around his name, and it’s key in who he becomes as a person and what he does. It gives him a sense of individuality, but also otherness from the strange nature of his name. However, this post isn’t really going to focus on I am Not Sidney Poitier. Instead, I’m going to discuss names in the context of “Zulus”, a poem by Everett. Oh, and this guy:

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What’s in a Word?

This week, I’ve decided to finally buckle down and put some thought into a recurring quote from our class. All semester, Dr. McCoy has told us in various contexts “[i]t is incredible that a sentence is ever understood”, a quote from Percival Everett’s Erasure. I think, at last, the quote is beginning to resonate with me, especially as our class nears the end of another Everett novel, I am Not Sidney Poitier. The book and quote combined have me considering language itself: the weight of our words, the importance of our statements, and the unpredictability of meaning.

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Fesmerization and Control

Lyndsey Prince, Molly Byrne, Darby Nagpaul, Emma Mandella, Daina Almonte, Chaim Green

Franz Anton Mesmer was a German-born Viennese scholar with many different educational backgrounds. He studied philosophy, law, theology, and eventually medicine. After practicing medicine for ten or so years, Mesmer realized in his forties that he did not like the concept of medicine in his day, and thought that it’s solutions to health problems were too painful and unnecessary. Using all of his previous knowledge and experience, Mesmer created a new study of hypnosis and hypnotherapy. Hypnosis is a state of consciousness in which someone voluntarily gives up control, and becomes more prone to suggestion and direction. Growing from this idea, Mesmer began practicing new therapeutic techniques such as hypnotherapy or animal magnetism as ways to cure illnesses. He altered modern medical practices, such as draining blood from the body. Mesmer was able to cure one patient, Fraulein Oesterline, by creating that same sensation with animal magnetism and taking the illness away without the intrusiveness of the physical procedure. Additionally, to cure one of his patients, Mesmer used a magnet to disrupt the gravitational tides that he believed were affecting her. In his novel I am Not Sidney Poitier, Percival Everett introduces a new concept similar to this called “Fesmerization.”                                           Continue reading “Fesmerization and Control”

Who’s Missing?

I’ve always been interested in Transcendentalism. It was a trend that began in high school, when I was first introduced to authors such as Henry David Thoreau and Ralph Waldo Emerson. Because of this, I originally planned on attending the Thoreau-Harding lecture by Dr. Spencer Crew out of sheer interest, and debated even writing this response to it. However, Dr. Crew covered topics far beyond my expectations, which prompted me to make this post.

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Sex, Power, and Control

The other day, as work for Professor Lytton Smith’s Writing Afrofuturism class, I was asked to listen to Janelle Monae’s album Dirty Computer. This was some of the most entertaining homework I’ve ever had, especially since I still find myself listening on my own. Monae covers a lot of different issues in her album: sexuality, femininity, and race to name a few. If one were to look closely, there’s probably plenty of overlap between both Everett and Monae’s work. However, one line in her song Screwed stood out to me in particular:

“Everything is sex, except sex, which is power.”

*Graphic language and assault mention

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Antinovel of the Gods

Our class is coming to the end of our initial reading of Percival Everett’s Frenzy. Personally, I’m really enjoying Everett’s unique style, but I bet we’ve all picked up on a certain practice of Everett’s at this point; he seems to jump from moment to moment, without any warning. Whether you’re enjoying it or not, this can come off as a bit jarring. Sometimes I find myself reading an entirely new scene without even realizing that the time period, characters, and context have all changed in the blink of an eye. What stood out to me the most as an example of this was what Dionysos experiences. He constantly subjects Vlepo to this continuous whirlwind that is time to a god. Interestingly enough, this detail may relate to another concept we’ve come across in class recently.

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