Explore the theme of loneliness or loss and discuss how the writer has
conveyed this to the reader through their use of language and style.The
stories, The Orphaned Swimming Pool by John Updike, Stone Trees, and The
First Adam by Jane Gardam,
Short Story Anthology
Choose three stories that you feel explore the theme of loneliness or
loss and discuss how the writer has conveyed this to the reader
through their use of language and style.
The stories, The Orphaned Swimming Pool by John Updike, Stone Trees,
and The First Adam by Jane Gardam, all explore the theme of loneliness
through the authors' use of language and their style.
Although all three stories explore the theme of loneliness or loss,
all three stories have different kinds of loss or loneliness. In The
Orphaned Swimming Pool, loneliness and loss both occur when the
marriage of Ted and Linda breaks down and the pool is left in a
neglected state. The First Adam shows the main character (Bull)
feeling desperately lonely because his wife doesn't understand him.
Loss is shown in Stone Trees because the narrator's husband has
recently died and she is trying to come to terms with his death.
In The First Adam, the character Bull is a contractor and is working
abroad. He describes his work as "my mistress". This personification
shows that he is deeply involved with his work and is perhaps using it
as a substitute for the lack of a good relationship with his wife
Moira. Gardam constantly juxtaposes Bulls situation in Drab with Moira
back at home in England. She uses only cold and harsh words to
describe Moira waking up in the morning, "Moira's is waking to a cold
dawn on the winter side of our mattress. Alone". This choice of lexis
shows the r...
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get away from the pool "Thank God no one had drowned in it. Except
her." due to the bad memories it stirred in her.
All three stories use juxtaposition to a great effect to show how
characters in the stories have experienced loss or loneliness. They
also use an implied style of writing to convey the themes of loss
and/or loneliness. The implicit styles encourage the reader to work
out the story without things being explicitly stated. The two stories
by Jane Gardam use first person narrative and the story by John Updike
uses third person narrative. The different narrative positions allow
the reader to see the stories differently. The first person narratives
allow the reader to see the story from the narrator's point of view
and the third person narrative allows the reader to see the story more
objectively.
Everything for a year had been leading up to this point and here I was in the middle of the happiest place on earth in tears because my friends had abandoned me in the middle of Disney on the senior trip.
The third summer we were together was a bit more hectic that the other summers we had together. I was working more hours and Allison was also working for a neighbour, but we still met up every evening we could.
Loneliness is a feeling of emptiness due to not having any friends or company around.
Updike is famous for taking other author's works and twisting them so that they reflect a more contemporary flavor. While the story remains the same, the climate is singular only to Updike. This is the reason why there are similarities as well as deviations from Joyce's original piece. Plot, theme and detail are three of the most resembling aspects of the two stories over all other literary components; characteristic of both writers' works, each rendition offers its own unique perspective upon the young man's romantic infatuation. Not only are descriptive phrases shared by both stories, but parallels occur with each ending, as well (Doloff 113).
This style of point of view adds a new feeling while reading the novel. The reader will be looking through the eyes of someone shadowing Jennifer Government and seeing it in one style, but then on the next page, the reader will see what's happening through the eyes of someone shadowing Billy NRA. Even though the narrator may change, the story will progress. You can compare the technique to a basketball game. One moment, the person is in the audience watching the game. The next moment the person is a player on the bench. Then the person becomes a player on the court taking shots. After that, the person changes into a referee calling the game. At the end, the person becomes the coach and calls the shots of the game.
In “Chronicle of a Death Foretold” by Gabriel Garcia Marquez, the violence towards Santiago Nasar was thematic. One the of the major recurring themes in the novella is honor, and the whole premise of murdering Santiago Nasar was based on that code. Pedro and Pablo Vicario avenged the honor of their sister and family based on a questionable statement made by Angela that had no concrete evidence to it. Angela Vicario stated that Santiago Nasar was the man who took her virginity thus deeming her as an unfit bride by Bayardo San Roman, her would be husband.
With the mention of death, three words come to mind, e.g., grief, mourning, and bereavement. Although, Touhy and Jett (2016) cited that these three words are used interchangeably, the authors differentiated the three, e.g., bereavement indicates the occurrence of a loss; grief referred to the emotional response to the loss, and mourning as the “outward expression of loss” (p. 482). It should be noted, that all three implied a loss. In addition, they are applied not only in times of death, but also in all kinds of loss. A loss brings along with it a trail of thoughts, feelings, and emotions. One such thought is the consideration of what it would be when one is gone forever. As discussed
On February 21, 2016, I, Deputy John Arnold, went to 11747 West 105th Street South to assist another deputy in reference to a fight in progress.
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