Homework, more thoughts on Wimsey
Sep. 28th, 2005 09:02 amLowell House, on the Feast of St. Wencelaus
I woke up early to finish Korean homework and do some reading. Look, it's only 9 AM, and I've already learned how to say, "Your fly is open." Hah! Isn't education a wonderful thing? Imagine, I could conceivably have spent the rest of my life never knowing the phrase. (Okay, obviously I know how to say, "Your pants zipper is open," but not the Korean word that corresponds to the colloquialism of "fly". Where does that come from? I bet the OED would know but I'm too lazy to look it up.)
Last night, in another fit of misguided procrastination, I read more of Have His Carcase--more specifically, that emotionally exposing scene between Harriet and Lord Peter, where she is deliberately and unjustly cruel, and he is (for once) completely serious. He tells her, "I know you don't want either to give or to take. You've tried being the giver, and you've found that the giver is always fooled. And you won't be the taker, because that's very difficult, and because you know that the taker always ends by hating the giver. You don't want ever again to have to depend for happiness on another person."
Disconcerting because, um, that pretty much is my definition of the ideal relationship. Affection with autonomy. I get freaked out by any sign of the least power imbalance in a relationship. Does that mean I could potentially end up like Harriet Vane, who is unable to accept Wimsey's love despite her real feelings? On the other hand, after some self-observation, I'm more likely to be like Wimsey, who resignedly goes around changing the subject. (Well, he also attempts to reduce his "heart offered on a platter" into mere frivolity, but then again, Wimsey has more of a robust self-esteem, I'll bet. -_-)
It's funny because Have His Carcase isn't a bad mystery in and of itself, but the reader can't spare much interest on the details of detection when there is a Tragic Love Story in the foreground. Or rather the Tragic Absence of Love Story. Poor Harriet. Poor Peter. At least I know they'll overcome all their problems by the end of Gaudy Night.
Yours &c.
I woke up early to finish Korean homework and do some reading. Look, it's only 9 AM, and I've already learned how to say, "Your fly is open." Hah! Isn't education a wonderful thing? Imagine, I could conceivably have spent the rest of my life never knowing the phrase. (Okay, obviously I know how to say, "Your pants zipper is open," but not the Korean word that corresponds to the colloquialism of "fly". Where does that come from? I bet the OED would know but I'm too lazy to look it up.)
Last night, in another fit of misguided procrastination, I read more of Have His Carcase--more specifically, that emotionally exposing scene between Harriet and Lord Peter, where she is deliberately and unjustly cruel, and he is (for once) completely serious. He tells her, "I know you don't want either to give or to take. You've tried being the giver, and you've found that the giver is always fooled. And you won't be the taker, because that's very difficult, and because you know that the taker always ends by hating the giver. You don't want ever again to have to depend for happiness on another person."
Disconcerting because, um, that pretty much is my definition of the ideal relationship. Affection with autonomy. I get freaked out by any sign of the least power imbalance in a relationship. Does that mean I could potentially end up like Harriet Vane, who is unable to accept Wimsey's love despite her real feelings? On the other hand, after some self-observation, I'm more likely to be like Wimsey, who resignedly goes around changing the subject. (Well, he also attempts to reduce his "heart offered on a platter" into mere frivolity, but then again, Wimsey has more of a robust self-esteem, I'll bet. -_-)
It's funny because Have His Carcase isn't a bad mystery in and of itself, but the reader can't spare much interest on the details of detection when there is a Tragic Love Story in the foreground. Or rather the Tragic Absence of Love Story. Poor Harriet. Poor Peter. At least I know they'll overcome all their problems by the end of Gaudy Night.
Yours &c.
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Date: 2005-09-28 03:39 pm (UTC)Ah, we become drowned in a sea of words...
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Date: 2005-09-28 09:02 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-28 10:18 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-28 04:31 pm (UTC)I'm probably just being simple-minded ^_^
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Date: 2005-09-28 09:00 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-28 05:57 pm (UTC)Actually, the Have His Carcase mystery annoyed me because it relied on damn word puzzles. The (spoiler) revelation that cleared up the time was pretty clever, but the word puzzles irritated me. I guess I become irritated whenever the murderers act like murderers in a mystery novel.
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Date: 2005-09-28 09:06 pm (UTC)I'm still only a third of the way through, and I don't think the word puzzles have popped up yet. Right now, Wimsey's tracking down a horse from a loose horseshoe found on the beach. I just find myself not paying much attention to the mystery and waiting impatiently for the next big development concerning Harriet and Peter. XD
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Date: 2005-09-28 10:30 pm (UTC)!! Er, sorry for spoilering? ::slinks away::
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Date: 2005-09-29 03:43 am (UTC)Oh, don't worry, you were so vague that I don't feel spoiled for anything really. I generally don't mind spoilers for books or manga anyway. ^_^
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Date: 2005-09-29 05:36 pm (UTC)Oh good.