Friday, April 06, 2007
Ugh, another late night.
But thank goodness I'm finally done writing my essay on Beckett's Waiting for Godot. It was challenging trying to use concepts from Derrida to engage with the play (particularly since the "cute" Tragedy tutor is quite the expert on Crit Theory) but looks like I've survived.
I'm beginning to feel a lot of IRONY when I'm writing my essays these few days. Take this essay on Godot for example. Why do I feel like it's more appropriate for my Crit Theory module than my Crit Theory paper is? That paper is a disastrous attempt at a New Historicist reading of Natsume Souseki's I Am A Cat, by the way. I'm getting the impresion I've gotten the whole process of doing a NH reading of a text the other way around...
And I'm also currently in the midst of preparing my essay on Francis Ford Coppola's Apocalypse Now and Conrad's Heart of Darkness for the History module. Now the writing of this essay has been especially ironic. After all those jokes about "The horror! The horror!" and taking a moment to savour the DELICIOUS IRONY, Heart of Darkness is rebounding back on me. I was looking through the essay I wrote on the novella *way* back when I was in year 2 sem 1, and it struck me that my style of writing has changed quite a bit. I can't quite believe I used to write stuff like "Conrad ironizes..." or "Conrad depicts...". Haha, the old authorial fallacy.
Now I say "text". Text, text, text. Stick to nothing but the text.
kaoru said at 12:09 PM
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