This was really interesting to read in the context of just having written a website all about Narrative - both metanarratives that our narratives situate within and also narrative devices as signposts and storytelling devices. What I find really interesting is that the story never actually exists per se- it never really is born. The Narrator becomes self-aware, but it never actually reaches its potential - it never becomes a Story, but is rather a declaration of its own being.
I find, however, that there is a hidden story within this story - it's almost a venue for a Reveal about mothers. The Narrator reveals a lot about himself (and it is a Him, absolutely) in the way in which he writes about mothers and motherhood. I would counter-argue that trees never yearn for when they were seeds in the moist, dark ground - why should we yearn for the womb? Our potential, our destiny, if you will, is to grow and differentiate and interact and Be in the World. Stories must do that - and once they're born, they're no longer in control, in spite of their Ego. ;)
So, yes - the story misleads and tries to misdirect us, because the Narrator is actually revealing a lot about Jeremy - it is inextricably Jeremy's.
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Date: 2009-02-19 09:03 pm (UTC)I find, however, that there is a hidden story within this story - it's almost a venue for a Reveal about mothers. The Narrator reveals a lot about himself (and it is a Him, absolutely) in the way in which he writes about mothers and motherhood. I would counter-argue that trees never yearn for when they were seeds in the moist, dark ground - why should we yearn for the womb? Our potential, our destiny, if you will, is to grow and differentiate and interact and Be in the World. Stories must do that - and once they're born, they're no longer in control, in spite of their Ego. ;)
So, yes - the story misleads and tries to misdirect us, because the Narrator is actually revealing a lot about Jeremy - it is inextricably Jeremy's.