This week, we did a stream of consciousness activity involving rushed writing and distractions. We also started on Virginia Woolf's Mrs. Dalloway.
I have to say, Mrs. Dalloway, so far, is a strange character (perhaps purposely so). With a "narrow pea-stick figure"(Woolf 10), "ridiculous little face"(Woolf 10), and face "beaked like a bird"(Woolf 10), doesn't the author's description seem a bit harsh? Virginia Woolf, what has a kind, old, rich, elderly woman ever done to you?
But now that I think about it, perhaps there was logic behind this madness. By describing Mrs. Dalloway unflatteringly, the authors intention is to contrast a paltry physique with a beautiful, complex, mind. That's a major purpose of stream of consciousness, anyways; to offer the reader a rare look inside the mind, instead of commenting from the outside like so many other works of her time.
Every thought, every pondering, of the kind old Mrs. Dalloway is recorded, after all. Although it confuses me often, and doesn't seem the most cohesive sometimes, it must have taken a lot of deep thinking and effort. #respect.
~Chris
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Bonus round! Some of the highlights I wrote from our activity:
"People around me mirror my actions, and we’re all, in one moment, living in the same life force, in the same cocoon…outside the spell is broken, and the hectic chatter like songbirds freed from their cages"
"I am distracted, and yet annoyed. How does creative flow arise from such a distracted environment? Where do I draw my inspiration if not from my own silence?"
"Perhaps it is the external forces that strike me, knock me down….push me most. Is all work, all thoughts, just an amalgamation of the worldly forces existing at that moment?"
Conclusion: This is frightening. Its a wonder i’m able to communicate at all if this is going through my mind every second.

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