Thursday, December 10, 2009

Lewis Carroll: more than just an author

So recently I've been swamped with papers and homework and the overall idea of school during the months of November and half of December have been a blur. One of my papers, though I'm pretty proud of and was luckily able to use it for two different classes this semester. That paper was on Lewis Carroll and how he was an extraordinary wordsmith. Since Carroll is such a well-known author, I thought that I'd educate the masses and give you a little taste of what I've been doing during school. Oh, and this is the paper that I had all finished and then it mysteriously was deleted off of my computer and I had to rewrite the entire thing at 3 in the morning. Yeah. I wasn't too happy about that. However, I hope you enjoy the paper, and I understand if you stop reading it halfway through (it is 6 pages).

Lewis Carroll’s Literature: How it Changed the English Language
Lewis Carroll was many things in his life: mathematician, photographer, and author, but most of all, he was a great wordsmith. He had a great affinity for language and used onomatopoeia to create words that meant exactly how they sounded. Carroll loved inventing new words and phrases so much that his name Lewis Carroll is nothing but a penname that was invented by the mind of Charles Lutwidge Dodgson, the real-life Carroll. Dodgson changed to the pseudonym Lewis Carroll as a play on his own name: “Lewis was the Anglicized form of Ludovicus, which was the Latin for Lutwidge, and Carroll an Irish surname similar to the Latin name Carolus, from which the name Charles comes” (Wiki). This swapping of titles was not only fun for Carroll, but it provided him the opportunity to see what life would and could be like with new names, ideas, and most importantly, words.

However much Carroll loved nonsense words, he loved nonsense stories even more. His muse, 5 year old Alice Liddell, was the catalyst and inspiration for Alice in Wonderland, and begged him to write down his Wonderland words and tales so that one day she might be able to read them. Because of her prodding, we have Carroll’s masterpieces of fiction that have contributed to not only the literary world, but that of the linguistic world as well.

Carroll’s Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass are considered not only two great children’s novels, but two of the greatest pieces of literature to come out of the Victorian Era. Carroll invented an entirely new genre of fiction, that of “literary nonsense”, which can be described as a type of language or conversation that plays with structure and logic, and what can be considered sense and nonsense. This idea of nonsense riddles and word games can be seen all throughout Alice in Wonderland. An obvious representation of this literary nonsense is when Alice recites the poem “’Tis the voice of the sluggard” to some of the creatures she encounters on her journey through Wonderland. Instead of saying the proper poem, she recites the first things that come to her head:

’Tis the voice of the Lobster; I heard him declare
‘You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my hair.’
As a duck with his eyelids, so he with his nose
Trims his belt and his buttons, and turns out his toes.
When the sands are all dry, he is gay as a lark.
And will talk in contemptuous tones of the Shark:
But, when the tide rises and sharks are around,
His voice has a timid and tremulous sound.
I passed by his garden, and marked, with one eye,
How the Owl and the Panther were sharing a pie:
The Panther took pie-crust, and gravy, and meat,
While the Owl had the dish at its share of the treat.
When the pie was all finished, the Owl, as a book,
Was kindly permitted to pocket the spoon:
While the Panther received knife and fork with a growl,
And concluded the banquet by— (86-87)

Though this poem seems to have a semblance of sense, it is complete nonsense and lacking any form of logic— Alice just let her mind flow and used whatever words or story that came to her mind to take the place of the actual place of the poem “’Tis the voice of the sluggard”. Carroll was not only the king of telling an entertaining and winding story, but he had the ability to add flair and pizzazz to whatever he wrote about with uncanny words and illogical sentence structures. Part of the beauty of Carroll’s writing is that he was able to create an entirely new literary genre by simply creating warped sentence structures and illogical thought processes.

Perhaps Carroll’s most famous use of the idea of “literary nonsense” and invention of words and phrases that have contributed largely to the English language is the poem of the Jabberwocky within the Alice sequel, Through the Looking Glass. Because Carroll invented and coined so many unique and odd words within the poem, I wanted to take a look at it and then give a modern day translation in hopes that we can better understand what Carroll tried to say when he penned his infamous lyric.

JABBERWOCKY (124)
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

And now for the modern day translation of his poem translated with help from Wikipedia:

JABERWOCKY (a fabulous monster)
It was 4 o’clock in the afternoon, and the slimy corkscrewed nosed badger-lizards
Spun round and round and made holes in the surrounding grass:
The mop-like birds were miserable and moving all about
And the green pigs had lost their way and were sneezing, bellowing and whistling all at once.

“Watch out for the Jabberwock, my son!
He has jaws that bite, and claws that can catch you!
Watch out for the desperate bird that perpetually lives in passion, and avoid
The furious and fuming creature that moves fast and has snapping jaws on an extendable neck!”

The son took his deadly sword in hand:
He had sought the fearsome foe for a long time—
But rested by the Tumtum tree,
And thought for a while.

And, as if in a huffish manner he stood,
The Jabberwock, with fiery eyes,
Came puffing through the thick, dank forest,
And bleated as it advanced!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The deadly sword went snicker-snack!
The boy left the monster dead, and with his head
He went galloping triumphantly back home.

“And did you kill the Jabberwock?
Come here so I can hug you, my beaming boy!
O fabulous, joyous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.

It was 4 o’clock in the afternoon, and the slimy corkscrewed nosed badger-lizards
Spun round and round and made holes in the surrounding grass:
The mop-like birds were miserable and moving all about
And the green pigs had lost their way and were sneezing, bellowing and whistling all at once.

As I translated the poem of Carroll’s odd words, I could not help but realize how much easier it was to use the words that Carroll had invented. The Victorian Era was the prime time for Carroll to introduce his new words to the public because this was the era of a lazy, more common vernacular. Victorians used slang and took shortcuts in their language to make things simpler for themselves. Carroll did just that and wove multiple words with differing meanings to create a seamless new word that properly described the verb or adjective that his character made, which in sense helped attribute to his literary nonsense and illogical thinking. He created rich and hearty words that expressed the sentiments and feelings his characters had. Words like “whiffling” and “burbled” have a certain onomatopoeia-like quality that express the definition and connotation when spoken. Carroll used the Victorian’s simpler vernacular to his advantage, and created new words to pepper his fantastical tales.

Carroll had a way with words that led to the creation of many descriptive and thrilling nouns, adjectives, and verbs. He used his love for the English language to invent new words that could be used to better his own literature. Words like “chortle” and “vorpal” not only help tell the account of the cult poem “Jabberwocky”, but are used in our common language today. His invention of many nonsense words and ideas helped pave the way for a new literary genre to come forth full of illogical syntax, thoughts, and expressive new words.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Mackey Hedges

The one and only Mackey Hedges

Last night, and today, I had the opportunity to spend some time with Mackey Hedges, author of The Last Buckaroo. Many of you know that I am in a class at BYU called Literature of the American West, which is how I ended up meeting Hedges. My professor, being a professor, has influence and connections to the world of celebrities, and so through the powers of his connections was able to get Hedges to come out for a day or two.

In honor of his arrival, my classmates and I were able to meet Hedges at our professor's house for dinner and an evening of chatting. Though I have met several authors prior to meeting Hedges, this was definitely one author meeting that I'm not likely to forget anytime soon. Although Hedges may not be a big author in the popular literature circle, or even the New York Times Bestsellers circle, he is widely known and read among the cowboys and buckaroos. There seemed to be no end to his stories and anecdotes, that the hours flew by as he spun his tales for us. Like I said, I've met many authors, but this meeting was so personal and intimate, that it was by far the best author experience I've had.

Even if cowboy lit isn't your "cup of tea", Hedges' writings are definitely entertaining and full of sarcastic humor that appeals to most. His book The Last Buckaroo isn't something I would ever willingly pick up on my own, but give it a try--it definitely gives a good look into the life of a cowboy.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Belated Posts Now Explained

So I may not have posted a couple of things until recently- as in 5 minutes ago. That means that the post that I've been meaning to post since the end of summer, roughly 2 1/2 months ago, was just updated and is now ready for viewing! Just a word of warning: I have many posts in the works, but end up posting other things because I want to get those posts out in cyberspace, and so other posts that I've been working on so diligently are put on the back-burner. But never fear, just a word from the author that if whenever you check out said blog (this blog obviously), just browse around a little bit to see if maybe I've posted a late post, and you'll get the chance to read it! And then that belated little post won't feel like it's been left alone and will end up getting it's proper amount of viewers. Anyway, this is basically a post of apologies to say Sorry! to those who get confused and find a random post that pops up on their news feed of blogs they're following. Just saying. Sorry. Now you know my reasons (again, isn't it obvious? Remember how I go to school for 20 hours a week, and work for 22? Yeah, I live in a black hole of obligations). *Sigh* Alas.

Front and Center

Front and Center by Catherine Murdock, the final installment in the Dairy Queen series (or so the author says, though I'm convinced she may right another one). This one isn't my favorite in the series, but definitely an enjoyable read.

In this installment, D.J. has the daunting task ahead of her of apply for colleges, which petrifies her. Not only does she NOT want to be seen as a "big deal" in sports, but she sure as heck doesn't want to advertise her talent to college scouts and coaches. This book focuses on D.J.'s battle to break free from her awkwardly shy shell as well as how she learns to live after a breakup (and possibly gain a new boyfriend on the side).

This wasn't my favorite book of the series, but I did enjoy reading it, and watching D.J. grow up and learn how to get rid of her fear of greatness. For what it is, this was definitely a good wrap-up to the series, though I would love for Murdock to write another book, just to keep the fun going!

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Forbidden Sea

One of the coolest things about working at the Provo library is that we have a couple librarians that are authors and illustrators. One of those lovely ladies that I know happens to be Sheila Nielson, the author of The Forbidden Sea. Sheila got a couple Advanced Reader Copies (ARC) of her book that she passed around, and I was one of the lucky ones that got a chance to read it back in October.

The basic plot is this from Amazon.com that can be found at this link here:
"When Adrianne comes face-to-face with the mermaid of Windwaithe Island, of whom she has heard terrible stories all her life, she is convinced the mermaid means to take her younger sister. Adrianne, fierce-willed and courageous, is determined to protect her sister from the mermaid, and her family from starvation. However, the mermaid continues to haunt Adrianne in her dreams and with her song. Yet, when the islanders find out about Adrianne's encounters with the mermaid she is scorned, for this small and superstitious community believes the mermaid will bring devastation to the island if Adrianne does not give herself to the sea. A powerful and lyrical story of one girl who must choose between having everything and having those she loves."

I agree with this great synopsis of Sheila's novel, but I didn't really like the storyline. I can see how this story would appeal to a younger audience, but I couldn't relate to Adrianne at all. I admired her spunk and tenacity, and the fact that she's the oldest daughter, but I hated her family. I thought the mom had no backbone at all and needed a good punch in the gut, her sister was a brat and needed to be slapped, and the choice that she makes at the end was disappointing, and not the choice I would have made.

For her first book, I think Shelia did a great job, but I just wish that there was a different ending and a different way of how she approached the mermaid- it felt like the mermaid wasn't in it for how long she should have been, especially if this book is being marketed as a "mermaid book". This wasn't the best thing I've read, but definitely not the worst either. Maybe if I were younger, and didn't have past parent issues, I would have liked this book more. Maybe you'll enjoy it?

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Movie Etiquette, or the Lack Therof

So I know my blog is supposed to be about books and the literary world, but I just couldn't resist writing this post. I'm sorry that this doesn't fit into the literary world at all, but I feel we all need a little refresher on the principle of movie etiquette, especially those of us who live in Provo, or the greater Utah County. So to review the movie etiquette rules:

1. Get a babysitter- DO NOT bring your child to a movie (especially newborns) if your child has the potential to cry, talk loudly, or has the need to get out of the theater to do a number of items, such as peeing, talking, etc. If you can spring for you and your significant other to go to the movies, and get popcorn, and get drinks, you can afford to get a babysitter. If you can't, then obviously you can't afford to go to the movies. OR, for those of us who live in the greater Utah County area and are Mormon: have it be a service project for the Young Women, try swapping "service" babysitting with another couple in the ward, or call the in-laws. I'm sure you have some family that could watch your child for a couple hours. No? Then don't go to the movies. Don't think that your newborn is going to sleep through the loud noise. Stop kidding yourself.
2. If you do want to bring your child to a movie, DON'T take your child to a movie after, say, 8 pm, seeing as they won't be able to stay awake. I don't care who you are- go to a matinee- they're cheaper, and you're less likely to run into ornery adults who are upset at you for disregarding movie etiquette rule #1.
3. If you have a loud and annoying laugh (if it's loud, it's annoying), reign it in- laugh a little quieter so the people around and in front and behind you don't suspect that you're mentally handicapped, which I thought of a girl last night with her ridiculously loud and obnoxious laugh. Also, don't laugh LOUDLY at parts of the movie that aren't funny.
4. DO NOT TALK ON YOUR CELL PHONE DURING THE MOVIE. It's really not that hard-you're there to watch a movie, not to talk to your friend/lover/child, etc. If you NEED to talk on your phone while you're at the movies, for the love of all that is holy, go talk outside of the theater.
5. DO NOT pull out your cellphone during the movie to answer text messages- again, you're there to watch a movie. I don't care how hard you try to cover that blinding white screen, it WILL be seen by other movie-goers and we'll get really pissed off at you. Your life is not that important. I'm sure it won't kill you to answer the message once you're done with the movie. Deal with it.
6. Contain your body movements. I swear that if my chair gets kicked one more time, I'm going to kill the person behind me, and not even God will object because he's been there.
7. If you have to get out of the theater during the movie, get out as quickly and quietly as possible. Don't make a big deal of it. You shouldn't plan on leaving your seat until the movie is over anyway, but if you do, make it fast. And painless for the rest of us.

If you're still not sure whether or not something is "questionable" and whether it deserves to be put on the movie etiquette list, remember this: Your life is not important to me, I don't care, be responsible for your own actions and that of your posterity, and me, myself, and I are the only things that I do care about. Don't disturb that happy balance. Take responsibility for your own actions. You just paid the ridiculous fee to see the movie, now shut up and watch it. Oh, and if you're wondering if others feel the same way as I do, THEY DO! Just to give you a little taste of what happened to me last night while I was at the movies, rules #1, 2, 3, 4, and 7 were all broken. Yeah. I don't even know what the movie was about. I'm still confused.

Friday, October 9, 2009

Falling Angels

So by now you should have read my blog post spotlighting Tracy Chevalier, and why she's amazing. Obviously, this is going to be a positive review. So I'm jumping right into things.

This book is set during the end of the Victorian era, at the cusp of the new century, and opens up with the death of Queen Victoria. Kitty Coleman is a Victorian housewife who has nothing to fill her days, and obviously feels like her life lacks purpose. As Kitty, her husband, and their daughter Maude attend a memorial service at their local graveyard for the Queen, the Coleman's run into their graveyard next door neighbors, the Waterhouse's. Their daughter Lavinia is Maude's age, who through the story's development, becomes Maude's best friend. Though this book is told through the viewpoints of (roughly) 10 or so character's points of view, the main focus of the book is of the growing up of both girls. We see them caught up in the melodrama of being a girl on the throes of becoming a young woman in Victorian society, deal with loss and sorrow in a hypocritical age, reliving Suffragette marches, riding the waves of scandal, and understanding what it means to be a friend. The book is full of double standards, hypocrisy, melodrama, real drama and nostalgia, and should be read immediately. The genius of writing the story from several character's viewpoints only shows how capable Chevalier is at mastering the art of storytelling.

Not only is the story original and beautiful, but the writing itself is passionate and full of intrigue and romance that can only be found in one of Chevalier's books. I definitely recommend this book and advise you to read it tonight, cuddled up in piles of blankets. Chevalier's books have always left me wanting more, and this one was nothing different; after you finish this book, I'm sure you'll want to go and pick up a couple more of her books. My advice: give into the urge!