I am about 70% done with my paper due tomorrow. I'm writing about how the characters' "emotional wastelands" are caused by their own self-isolation in some of Hemingway's short stories and T. S. Eliot's The Waste Land and how that ties in to the Lost Generation as a whole. It is incredibly boring and I wish I could go to bed but I cannot. Hope that my DDR disc and/or CDs from yesasia will arrive tomorrow is giving me a feeble little ray of joy. In addition to the joy offered by this Cadbury Creme Egg I'm eating, that is. :d For the curious, this is what my formal writing sounds like: His refusal to utter a single phrase throughout the entire passage suggests his emotional resignation from their relationship and the prolonged schism in communication resulting from it, due to which they have no hope of reconciling. The woman’s cry of “Are you alive, or not?” (ln. 126) foretells the wastelands of uselessness and solitude already encroaching upon these figures, a fate sped into reality by the man’s intentional self-distancing. |