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Shay wrote:
> Carlo C. wrote:
>> A incipit from "THE STATUS CIVILIZATION", by Robert Sheckley
>>
>> "
>> His return to consciousness was a slow and painful process. It was a
>> journey in
>> which he traversed all time. He dreamed. He rose through thick layers
>> of sleep,
>> out of the imaginary beginnings of all things. He lifted a pseudopod from
>> primordial ooze, and the pseudopod was him. He became an amoeba which
>> contained
>> his essence; then a fish marked with his own peculiar individuality;
>> then an ape
>> unlike all other apes. And finally, he became a man.
>> [...]
>> "
>>
>> link:
>> http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/20919
>>
>
> OK, what is a reader meant to take from this? I'm trying to "get" other
> types of writing. Here are some examples of writing I do "get":
>
> ------------------------------------------------------------
>
> "What of it, if some old hunks of a sea-captain orders me to get a broom
> and sweep down the decks? What does that indignity amount to, weighed, I
> mean, in the scales of the New Testament? Do you think the archangel
> Gabriel thinks anything the less of me, because I promptly and
> respectfully obey that old hunks in that particular instance? Who ain't
> a slave? Tell me that. Well, then, however the old sea-captains may
> order me about- however they may thump and punch me about, I have the
> satisfaction of knowing that it is all right; that everybody else is one
> way or other served in much the same way- either in a physical or
> metaphysical point of view, that is; and so the universal thump is
> passed round, and all hands should rub each other's shoulder-blades, and
> be content."
>
> Having read that, I'm sure you'll reference it at some point in the
> future. It's very universal, I think.
>
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>
> Here's another. I left work after a twelve hour day of manual labor in
> the desert summer and drove to a swimming hole in Balmorhea, TX. I swam
> out through the cold water to a ruined boat lift and dove off several
> times. As I did, I strongly recalled the following:
>
> "I waded out. The water was cold. As a roller came I dove, swam out
> under water, and came to the surface with all the chill gone. I swam out
> to the raft, pulled myself up, and lay on the hot planks. ... I lay on
> the raft in the sun until I was dry. Then I tried several dives. I dove
> deep once, swimming down to the bottom. I swam with my eyes open and it
> was green and dark. The raft made a dark shadow. I came out of the water
> beside the raft, pulled up, dove once more, holding it for length, and
> then swam ashore."
>
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>
> I can never recall having felt like "a fish marked with his own peculiar
> individuality." Have you? Do readers of sci-fi feel this way sometimes?
> Or are you taking something else from the reading besides an
> understanding of how the character feels? What do you want from a
> passage like the one Carlo quoted?
>
> -Shay
No clues?
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