Sunday, October 26, 2008

Blog #7

I feel that Briony has attempted to reach atonement by writing her book. In this way, she is righting her wrong, by giving Cecila and Robbie their happy ending that they deserved. Furthermore, she is confessing that she made a horrible mistake and is revealing who really raped Lola. I do not feel that this is atonement for Robbie and Cecila, however, becuase they were not alive to witness Briony's confession. It was more of an attonment to make Briony feel better about what she did personally. I do feel bad for her because it was not soley her fault. For instance, I think that both Cecila and Robbie could have done a little more to defend themselves. Also, I think that Lola knew who raped her, and she let Robbie take the blame for Paul Marshall, so she did not have to tell the truth. Marshall, too, is a fault because he was the actual rapist

I think that when Lola married Marshall, she was righting her wrong. I think that by marrying him, she was justifying the rape. In her mind, it set the record straight, even if that is not how we precieve it.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Blog #6- Free topic

The story I have enjoyed reading thus far is Snow. Even though it seemed like a very random story, and did not have much of an ending, I really enjoyed disecting it in our class discussion. I did not see a point in the story, but after further discussion, I realized that maybe that was the point; to make up your own ending. It was also an easy to follow story, which was a nice break from stories such as the Indian Uprising! The characters in Snow were fun, and there were things in the story that I would not have caught if I just read it alone once.

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Blog #5

It was a dark night, one of many these past few months. I awoke without feeling once again. My duties called and I had to go through the motions. People kept telling me it is what she would have wanted me to do. I put on my uniform. Was it a uniform that stood for a license to kill? That was what it seemed to be lately. As I step through the doors I find I can only label myself as a murderer. For that is what I felt like every since it happened. People said it wasn’t my fault, but her life was in my hands. She trusted me and I betrayed her. She was vulnerable and with a weapon in my hand I destroyed her whole existence, and mine as well. There is no point for me to be here. Why would someone want me to be here when all I can do is harm. The light does not shine as bright as it once did and all the voices are muffled. The man I go to see every day stares too hard. He says he understands but I know they want me to see him because they need to make sure I won’t kill someone again. And yet, they still keep me here, without feeling.

Ok so I tried my best! I know it is depressing…but if you don’t know, I am portraying some kind of doctor that has guilt about “killing” someone she cared about (sister, mom, friend) during an operation and she feels forever guilty about it…and well, now I think the doctor is insane…..so there it is! J