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Are Clarissa and Septimus Two Sides of The Same Coin?

    In Virginia Woolf's book Mrs. Dalloway, we are introduced to two seemingly different characters:  Clarissa Dalloway is throwing a party, while Septimus is struggling to hold on to his sanity. One is a wealthy woman preparing to entertain London's upper class, and the other is a World War I veteran who has become increasingly disconnected from the world around him. If these two were strangers walking down the street, they wouldn't even bat an eye at each other. They come from different backgrounds, live very different lives, and face problems that seem completely unrelated. Clarissa spends her day worrying about her party, reflecting on her past, and thinking about her place in society, while Septimus struggles with the psychological consequences of war in a world that doesn't try to understand him. So why does it seem like near the end of the story Woolf is trying to connect these two characters? The crazy thing is they never meet, but when Septimus dies, there seem...

135 pages of nothing?

       Nicholson Baker's 135-page collection of thoughts follows a character named Howie up an escalator. That's it, no drama, no superhero or villain, no love story, just a normal dude going up an escalator. This begs the question, "Why the heck is it 135 pages long?" and the same question I had when first introduced to the book. The Mezzanine  breaks this status quo of books having to be elaborate stories with complex characters and plot devices to keep the reader engaged. Baker keeps us engaged through his observations and unique ability to defamiliarize the reader from everyday objects and experiences. If the story were a hamburger, the plot would be the buns, and his elaborate observations and digressions would be the patty and the toppings. As not the strongest writer myself, I find his ability to turn such ordinary things into a 10-page dissertation so interesting, and quite frankly, I'm a bit jealous. In this blog, I would like to share an excerpt from t...