Blog #1
I guess taking notes on random pages in a binder isnt going to get me the marks...Here's to finally starting writing my scribbles down and... making sense?
Here goes:
"How does the author use the setting as a character in The Painted Door?"
Well, besides the obvious of fact that Sinclair Ross GIVES the weather ACTUAL human qualities...
*"The drifts of the hills wouldn't hold a horse, but they'll carry me all right."(253)
*"Scattered across the face of so vast and bleak a wilderness, it was difficult to conceive them as a testimony of human hardihood and endurance. Rather they seemed futile, lost, to cower before the implacability of snow-swept earth and clear pale sun-chilled sky."(254)
...I think that the setting is used to portray, not necessarily its own feelings (because as far as I know wind doesn't have its own emotions), but more extracts emotions from us: humans. Or, more specifically in this story, Ann. As the storm swirls more fiercly, so do Ann's thoughts and feelings. Not of just one specific thing, but more of everything combined. Her feelings for John, and wishing that he would come home (or not), worrying about him in the storm, and comparing him to Steven, who she also has feelings for and about. She is torn (as is the wind) and tearing herself and John apart. Sadly enough, this is where she differs from the weather, for John does not let the storm keep him from Ann...
I really really felt the sad irony in the short story. How much more sad could a story be, FINALLY, when Ann realized that she has made a huge mistake, and realizes once and for all that John has made her his princess...It's too late.
The moral of this story for me was, and boy did it hit home...
Love isnt worth risking. It may be everlasting, but it doent have a helmet.
Here goes:
"How does the author use the setting as a character in The Painted Door?"
Well, besides the obvious of fact that Sinclair Ross GIVES the weather ACTUAL human qualities...
*"The drifts of the hills wouldn't hold a horse, but they'll carry me all right."(253)
*"Scattered across the face of so vast and bleak a wilderness, it was difficult to conceive them as a testimony of human hardihood and endurance. Rather they seemed futile, lost, to cower before the implacability of snow-swept earth and clear pale sun-chilled sky."(254)
...I think that the setting is used to portray, not necessarily its own feelings (because as far as I know wind doesn't have its own emotions), but more extracts emotions from us: humans. Or, more specifically in this story, Ann. As the storm swirls more fiercly, so do Ann's thoughts and feelings. Not of just one specific thing, but more of everything combined. Her feelings for John, and wishing that he would come home (or not), worrying about him in the storm, and comparing him to Steven, who she also has feelings for and about. She is torn (as is the wind) and tearing herself and John apart. Sadly enough, this is where she differs from the weather, for John does not let the storm keep him from Ann...
I really really felt the sad irony in the short story. How much more sad could a story be, FINALLY, when Ann realized that she has made a huge mistake, and realizes once and for all that John has made her his princess...It's too late.
The moral of this story for me was, and boy did it hit home...
Love isnt worth risking. It may be everlasting, but it doent have a helmet.