Category Archives: Group 1
Nostalgia and Young Adult Fiction
I remember reading House of the Scorpion when I was but a wee-middle schooler. I remembered it as being scary and depressing, but as I’m rereading it, I’m realizing my younger self was a coward. It isn’t scary. Mildly depressing, but nothing compared to Camus or Dostoyevsky. However, there is a huge emotional difference between […] Continue reading
I like it. I usually cringe a little when people t…
I like it. I usually cringe a little when people try to say that second-person narration allows the reader to be "more immersed" into the story (as if first or third person can't do this, and as if second-person does it by its nature). I … Continue reading
A Different Perspective
Caught…I cannot believe we were caught. All by that stupid net gun thing they had when they boarded our ship. Why had we got so close to them when we should have just backed away down the corridor Stupid, Stupid, Stupid. Now we are up shit creek without a paddle and if these beings, humans, I […] Continue reading
Reimagining Blindsight- pages 13-18
“No- please- stop…” I whimper as another leg jams into my stomach and I try to swallow the digested bit of peanut butter and honey sandwich that rises up into my mouth. I want to cry, but what’s the point? I’ve cried enough over the years to know that it wont’s work. Nothing works. They […] Continue reading
Rewriting “Blindsight” -Sarasti
The words come out in a rapid motion of surprise, but remaining calm, hands slowly flexed. Something in the excitement brings about the feral instinct that has been restrained for too long. Part of me asks for release, but the dominating side takes control and keeps a sense of sanity as I remind myself that […]
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Sarasti on Blindsight (192)
There is more, a whole catalogue of finely-tuned dysfunctions that Rorschach will inflict on them. Somnambulism. Agnosias. Hemineglect. ConSensus serves up a freak show to make any mind reel at its own fragility: a woman dying of thirst within easy reach of water, not because she can’t see the faucet but because she can’t recognize […]
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Acknowledgements in the Second Person
“Blood makes noise.”-Suzanne VegaImagine you are Peter Watts. Blindsight is your first novel-length foray into deep space–a domain in which you have, shall we say, limited formal education. In that sense the book isn’t far remo… Continue reading
BlindSight
“We can be utterly useless, or we can try and compete against the vampires and the constructs and the AIs. And perhaps you can tell me how to do that without turning into a-an utter freak.” pg. 252 I found this part of BlindSight compelling because it got me thinking about what choices these characters […] Continue reading
“Oh God, how I treasure it. I treasure every word.” (359)
It’s ironic that Sarasti returns Siri to a more human state, that the predator “saves” the prey in the face of his own (Sarasti’s) extinction. Siri spends his life with little to no emotional affect. Where Helen fails to humanize Siri, Chelsea begins to bring out the “human” in him, and finally Sarasti brings it […]
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Blindsight Part 3
“Because I don’t know if there is such a thing as a reliable narrator.” Pg. 362 Blindsight is a striking novel for many reasons, but one of them in the main character, the narrator. His entire job aboard the ship is to act as a synthesist, which seems to be a glorified Captain’s Log of […] Continue reading